The cold jade dew returns to the sky, and the red dust road is sorrowful.

Last night's relief was indispensable, and today I am still hesitant to wake up.

Lazy washing, tossing and turning to explore the dawn of the sea, the cold fragrance is faint.

I was stunned to see the valley for the first time, and the new branches were full of old trees.

Chirp to the reed heron, the old feathers are fed to the chicks.

Diligent elves, living on it, earnest only for the future.

Shall my heart be insufficient? Peeping at the poetry of the month, crazy love hesitation.

"I Am the Emperor of Freedom" 148, "Yu Pei Pei Returns to Haishu District" is in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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