『Sauvignon Blanc, Difficult to Meet』Difficult to see each other, gone forever. Goodbye, no chance. It is a dream that her peach blossoms are like fairies, and she is transformed into a blue bird.

Thousands of years, thousands of years, how many years. Looking at the moon alone, but He Qing has a grudge. Looking at the moon again, I miss it.

The night is dark, but he never sleeps. Tossing and turning in front of the bed, the air in front of and behind the body is also scattered. Where is it now, the east wind blows, in the world.

『Sauvignon Blanc, Old Time Thoughts』 Old Time Thoughts, frequently appear in this world. Sauvignon Blanc, missing. The red and green peach blossom shore, smiling like a fairy.

A few people walked, a few people groaned, and a few people felt. It is also unpredictable, and the faint gathering is also scattered. Who would have thought that he would cover his eyes.

It's easy to get old, and it's a pity. The stars are hiding in the sky, and the moon is hiding in the clouds. The old feelings, the reason is still messy, and the cutting is constant.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" [My 213 Life] 05: Sauvignon Blanc is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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