February** Dynamic Incentive Program
Appearance: Dong Xuan.
Winter without color.
I sat and cried.
The imaginary north wind is whimpering.
A forest of fallen jujubes.
Bare scene.
It's a roof under the stars.
A girl pulling a string of wind chimes.
Amnesia with the scars of love.
Running red dancing shoes.
Wet in the wind and rain.
The brain that can't be revived.
Crying that rainy day.
Wet the sky at the corners of the skirt.
It's a clumsy movement.
A crazy parting.
Tampered with the notes of fate.
I don't want to taste the neem flower.
It is the cause and effect of falling.
The years pass like the wind.
Scattered the gray hair of the season.
The rings pass away like a dream.
It's as if life is a straw.
Hold on tightly to the old face.
It's raining in the jujube forest.
Standing in the emotional text and thinking of you
Hold the wind of January and swim all over the body.
Listen to the distant bells of the ancient tower.
Woke up a night of loneliness and sleeplessness.
Thinking that he was a passer-by in the red dust.
The sun sets over the birdsong on the south coast.
Played the melodica for a night.
I can't get back a frustrated miss.
The moon is half round and the dream is vacant.
It's a sea of stars that I've been looking for for a long, long time.
Rain of petals falling in the wind.
It's a half-life obsessive struggle.
migrated the footsteps of the rest of his life.
Can't get out of the memory of the South China Sea.
The wind shook a long journey.
Flowers fell with tears.
A trip to the prairie where a horse was beaten.
Dropped the romance of half a lifetime.
The lonely companionship of this journey.
A person walks alone in the mutilation of the sea of stars.
Inadvertently drunk liquor.
Pressed the wrong one-digit password.
I can't tell you a person who is pretending to be asleep.
It was a light rain in the sky that had not been seen in a long time.
Flowers bloom in the shadow of the moonlight.
Reflecting the sweet companion.
It's a blissful journey.
Think about the color in your eyes.
With my long-lost affection.
flirted with the flush of half a glass of wine.
Happiness is so simple.
Looking back in an affectionate paragraph.
Half a lifetime together.
The years followed in the footsteps of two people.
Dancing streets.
It is a happy red dancing shoe for two people.
Spirling slow dance.
Retreated from the passion of half a lifetime.
It's a smile that looks at each other.
It's like a butterfly in another world.
Dance in the crowd.
It's a drunken half-life dream.
The lights of the rest of our lives.
It's the smoke that rises.
Tacit understanding after tea and dinner.
A journey together.
It is the compassion of chanting sutras and worshipping the Buddha.
It's the busyness of the morning bells.
renders the ink color of life.
It is the elegance of ink painting.
A small boat Yang Fan's ferry.
In the back of happiness.
It's trust in each other.
Enjoyed the twilight tour.