Reflecting the red glow, carrying the restaurant, ten miles of lotus flowers and lotus leaves swing the world.
Swaying in the water, the lake breeze lotus fragrant, a pool of lotus leaves dancing.
The lotus fragrance is secretly sent, the lotus leaves are shadowy, and the lake and mountains paint the boat and can't bear to return.
The lotus leaf field is deep in the boat, and the dream of painting the boat carrying wine in the heart of the lake cannot be realized.
The willows are like smoke, swaying in the water and the sky, and the tourists in the depths are drunk, dancing butterflies.
Carrying wine Pan Xiwu, into Wangshu, ten miles of lotus lotus leaves and ten thousand beads.
Ten miles of lotus flowers reflect the blue sky, dancing, the people on the island are drunk, and the boat is painted by the clear waves.
It is difficult to buy true affection, the prosperity and withering of the world are unpredictable, when is Mo Dao Qiuguang easy to grow old.
Prosperity and withering, bumpy roads, spring and old age, still better than the beginning.
The strange land is far away from Tang Yun, Yi'an style and bones are new, the poetry is difficult to share and the flowers are competing, and the glory and withering are at ease.
The years are ruthless and limited, and dreams are always new, and it is rare to meet a confidant who is prosperous and withered.
The heart is difficult to be quiet, the mind is not resting, do not sigh that the years are like passing water, and life is easy to grow old in spring and autumn.
The prosperity and withering of the world have several vicissitudes, the years are difficult to stay, life is really easy to get old, and youth lives up to the good times.
The heart is always there, the dream of a limited year is easy to empty, and Mo Dao is smiling in life.
Flowers are easy to be disabled, and the water and mountains are difficult to dissociate, and they are cold.
I can't sleep at night, the years of prosperity and withering change, and the water-colored mountains are easy to grow old and sigh for years.
After many years, the world is like chess, life is really easy to get old, and the film is better than before.
The sky and clouds and shadows can't bear to look at it, and it is difficult to fulfill the wish of impermanence, so let it be on the railing.
Life is easy to grow old and do not know the year, the sun and the moon have no light, the world is difficult to dream, and the prosperity and withering always follow the fate.
It's hard to introspect when you wake up, the world is not up to you, it seems that water flows eastward, and the years are like songs and old people.
Another year, dreams are difficult to come true, spring is always there, don't wait for the autumn light to sigh and pass away.
It's been another year of busyness, it's easy to be sad and joyful, it's hard to change your will, and the grass and trees are prosperous and withered.
The world is easy to change, and after years, it is difficult to be satisfied, and the grass and trees are prosperous and withered.
A farewell to the world is always contrary to each other, and the autumn light is not dissociated, and it is easy to provoke nostalgia and fall into dreams.
Prosperity and withering several autumns, life is short and ambition is difficult to pay, easy old love is still there, don't let the time flow.
The strange and strange are separated from each other, the old world, it is difficult to look back, and the prosperity and withering of plants and trees are always spring.
The life is easy to get old, the years have changed without a trace, the world is unpredictable, and the glory and withering smile are left to it.
It's hard to look back, thousands of years of glory and withering autumn light are infinitely good, and the old sideburns are declining.
The grass and trees are prosperous and withered, the old times Zhu, life is easy to get old, and the autumn light is still in the picture.
The autumn light is not cold, life is easy to grow old, the wind, frost, rain and snow are difficult to move, and the glory and withering are not idle.
It is easy to be susceptible, time flies and frost is added to the sideburns, it is difficult to be satisfied, and there is always a prosperity and withering in the world.
Mo Dao's life and affairs are idle, and he can appreciate it as he likes, and it is not easy to do wealth and fame.
The rain hits the window, where the swallows fly away in spring, and the catkins are raised.
Spring to the south of the Yangtze River grass and trees, the wind and the sun are beautiful, the sun is smoking, the clouds are open and the fog is scattered, and the swallows are looking for the old group.
Chrysanthemum platform, thousands of purples and thousands of reds are low and green willows, and the clouds are full of peach cheeks.
Where to find Fangfei, the catkins are blowing in the face because of the wind, the clouds are light and the sky is high and the geese are far away, and they are silently looking forward to the king's return.
Where is the sky high in life, let me fly, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains and the land will be renewed.
The high autumn color is deep, and the low goose sends cool chrysanthemums and flowers, and reports a good spring.
The catkins float for thousands of miles, bring the rain pear blossoms to fall in spring, low and infinite, I don't know who is outside the clouds.
When the spring of the year comes, the dust falls, the clouds open and the fog disperses, and the swallows are low into my arms.
At the beginning of the month, the clouds have not opened, and the wind and dew are full of long howls and spring is coming.
The clouds are broken and the pedestrians are far away, Chu Shui is infinite before the low wind, and the spring is empty and remembers Xiaoxiang.
Send cool cinnamon fragrant, the city is full of spring in a year, and the bird's nest is low and thousands of miles long.
Spring comes and autumn goes, the wind blows and does not mourn, and the clouds are light and the sky is high and spreads its wings to the sun.
The rhyme is low, the azure geese are in their line, the flowers are drunk, and they change their makeup.
The fog disperses to see innocence, each has its own god, and the wind moves the branches and the birds on the top of the mountain sing in spring.
The wind in Xiaoxiang rises and falls, the spring returns, the low people are gone, and the sky is full of stars.
The earth is green in spring, the sun is beautiful and the scenery is new, and the clouds are light and the sky is high and smiling to welcome the guests.
A trace of the moon, standing at dusk, where to return, the spring mountain is like an old garden.
Where to find in spring and autumn, the wind and snow and the moon always care, the clouds open and the fog disperses and the sunny side is good, and the chaffinus sings low and sings ancient and modern.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art