"Flowers and Fish" - grasshopper fish under the flower and grass gorge, strange fragrance and stinky water cliff. When the flying fish jumped over the dragon gate, the saliva soul of the past was not seen.

"Returning Home Quickly" - Wine love pupils let people get drunk, and homecoming idiots laugh with his roots. The wanderer falls into the flowers and crosses the water, and there is no intention of flowing water without love.

"A Dream * Flying Snow" ---- the trail incense in yesterday's dream, and the snow is full of hoppy pulp. If the breeze chases the bright moon, I will live up to the sunshine.

"Moonlight * Thinking People"---- The moon is full and the sky is left in the west, and the silver light overflows the path. Whether the end of the world is the same as sixteen, there is no sorrow for the beautiful woman.

"Mengtuo Ellipse * Spring Sleep" ---- the years are divided in the sound of firecrackers, and the dream is about to return to the countryside. The peach blossoms fall in the snow and the spring does not go, and there is no flower and no fruit.

"Flying Dream" ---- wind blows Xiao Suo Rong Marsha, and the sun dyes the embers of Duo's life. The flowing water falls and the flowers do not go in spring, and the dream of flying snow is a dream.

PS: If memories were quicksand, I wouldn't be a grain of sand. I would be an hourglass. I will treasure the quicksand and become the heart of the hourglass......

"Night Eyes" - the sky is bright and the moon is floating, and the earth is intoxicating. Liver and gallbladder brothers, what does it matter if you are thousands of miles.

"Tear Stains" - tearful eyes and souls, frightening midnight gods. God bless Gu Mingyue, don't move my hometown.

"Looking Back" - Looking back thousands in a dream, there is no eyelash to see Jiawan. Eight days of floating dust, when will it return to the root line?

PS: Brother, it's okay.

"Untitled" - the breeze is still the same, yesterday is over. I don't know what to do in the next dream, but I can only talk about samba.

Note: The flowers are still yesterday's flowers, and the wind is still the wind of that day. But time flies, and it's not yesterday. The day you appeared, looking back now, it was like a mysterious world. I know it's just a dream I'm having, but I still want to talk to you.

"Merry" - the ends of the earth come to see each other, why talk about the sky and the earth? Drink and eat different roads, smile and live in this home.

PS: Don't mistake yourself with his words, don't burden others with yourself. The rivers and lakes should be drunk and free, why bother living a very tired life because of others, and being unhappy. People are running around all their lives, which is a blessing and a fate. Why not live happily?

"Missing" - Dreams are empty, and thoughts are dreaming. There is no chance in this life, and I will see you in the next life. Whining and complaining, my heart is like sorrow. The soul is incorporeal, like love destroys. Mentally incomplete, I don't know how to love it. There is no fate, and tears are raining.

"Guhai Floating Zero" - an oar, a boat, scattered and dotted. A person, a sea, faintly floating. The wind blew again, and the rain fell, but it was dark. Holding the oars, alone, not seen, not dispersed. The waves slapped on the back, and the watchman in the room, wanted to go home, went home, and missed her.

"A Tired Heart" - quietly, a tired heart, like a leaf, falling, falling, unable to stay. I saw it, I saw it, I floated, I fell, I floated, I was sad and old, but I was amazed by the wilderness.

"I Sent You Away That Year" - like a spin, like a movie, parting and merging, gathering and parting. Is it cloudy? Is it sunny? Tossing and turning, listening to our songs at that time. Confused? Missing? Love has passed. Emaciated? Tired? Life is waking up.

"I don't choose this society well" - because I am not sensible, I will exchange it for this life, so there are wrong loopholes in the system. The points are rich, the exchange is not satisfied, the price is not worth it, and the people are resentful. Existence that shouldn't exist. I regret it, I complain, I don't know anything, I feel cold, I am tired. Returns, returns, how. Hehe.

"The Man is in the Lamplight" - a sentence of missing, déjà vu, she met me, but I left a thousand times. A slanted smile, smiling proudly in the rivers and lakes, forgetting the rivers and lakes, it is better to be in love with each other.

"I'm Just Alone" - the sky seems to be getting colder, and the window is no longer so lonely and lonely, and there are many pedestrians, adding a touch of vitality. Sitting in a place where there is no sense of sufficiency, everything seems to be the dictate of fate. Looking back and thinking about the road I have traveled in the past, I am a little naïve and a little want to laugh. I suddenly remembered the days we had walked together in those years, and I felt a little nostalgic, but I hated myself and found it difficult to cherish the time that had passed. The future seems to beckon us, but there are fewer people on this road, so we have to wait alone. Sigh!

"Love is Together" - the dark night is a hotbed of longing. Under the starry sky, the crowd was shouting, and the hustle and bustle was like a dream. When the end of the world meets the cape, it is destined to be a thousand-year-old dream. If we say, it is fate for us to meet, know each other, and stay together. So, tell me, where did that Casablanca go yesterday?

"Time is Easy to Age" - betrayed the old world, broken stones and shocks, but he couldn't get back the instant red face. A red heart is broken in half, time is helpless, time is helpless.

"Who Didn't Get Down to the Wrong Station" - I have also been lost, and in this ** cross-current WTO, I have also been confused, sighed, and deeply lost, cried, and laughed. The road is so long, who doesn't get off the wrong stop, stop the car and go again, that is!

"I'm just a ferryman" - take a flat boat and spend the prosperity of the world. The curtain gradually fell, as if it was in the twilight of old age. The world is prosperous like a dream, and it seems to be a dream in a dream. I can't tell the difference between black and white, and I can't argue that time is false. Hypocrisy sadness, increased.

"To Youth * Unrequited Love, First Love" - I used to be a seed of infatuation. I wrote a lot of nostalgia for love. Now time is like a thorn, piercing tears. I used to think that my world was you, no matter how wild or old I was, I would exist. But time is like smoke, and I am indifferent to a few degrees of lovesickness. Is time really irreversible? Children who have no memories, but only memories. The memory is deep, and the youth is not there.

"The Wind Blew That Summer" - they are all insincere, insincere, life and death are boundless, and they fly separately when disaster comes. It was you, like a meteor, that gave me the best traces. Treading water together, the waves are rising, and one is happy. At that time, you were pure and smiling, which was my most precious thing. Three days is as long as a summer. I'm so glad that Hongchen has you. The face with the smile of an angel is the most beautiful I have ever seen. I thought several times that it was.

"Missing" - why bother to meet the cape at the end of the world to escape from the reckless years. Day and night, lingering thoughts stuck to my heart. Pretending to be strong, my indifference is thinking, hitting me. The memory lingers, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. Bit by bit, it appears like a spring, and it is lost. Time is so lonely, out of our sight, hard to forget.

"Like Water, Who Is the End of the World" - the window is prosperous like smoke, but I am reincarnated in it. It's black, I can't see it, but I vaguely feel the play of fate. I looked back thousands of times, and I was in a daze. Torture yourself, why the night is so beautiful, still can't find the answer, everything is so natural. Long, lingering in the bottom of my heart. The green mountains are still the same, but the green water does not flow for long. Like the end of the world, who is the end of the world?

"I don't want to grow up" - looking at the familiar scenes, gradually drifting away, Chen Feng was sealed. Suddenly I think of some people and things, and my memories rush like a dam that doesn't want to die. It hurts when I think about it. Ups and downs, time slips away from your fingertips. We don't know what to pursue or what to do. Confused, without a soul-like life. Thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, don't bully young people into poverty. Where do we belong? At the ends of the earth, we packed our bags and went to distant places to start the road we were destined to take, for twenty years. The older you get, the more uneasy you become.

"Miss Her" - told the world to laugh at her, turned around and put her white hair on the horse. Winning the world and losing her, life is just greedy and exaggerated. The bottle of Yuehua is wrapped in the wind and sand, and it is difficult to find a home in the battlefield. One night the wind blows to dawn, and the night is like her whispering.

"Heart Whisper * Reverie" --- the slender flying time, and the soul is victorious. The beauty of sinking fish and geese is not as good as the Shanhai League.

"Heart Whisper * Sun and Moon" --- glorious sun and moon, where to find the beauty? Heaven and earth are heart-wrenching, not as good as that human affection.

"Heart Whisper * Mayfly" --- Yiren with thoughts, then I have a good time. Mayfly Star Fate, read this spiritual flow.

"Clear Night" - the autumn wind is like a bath, invading the spleen and lungs. Daylight flies by, gradually spring and autumn. Black smoke is like a curtain, covering the universe. Interpersonal flows, and the pen flies. A day of white ji, hurried by. A night of morning light, majestic past. I miss this day, there is no wind, no rain and no flowers, there are hardships, tiredness and sorrows.