1: Heart-to-heart. Mirroring
You are the rising sun in the early winter morning.
The shy face lightly clicked on a hidden glass door.
I was your first morning exerciser.
Awaken the memory of water.
Like the memory of water.
How much joy and how much lovesickness is in the heart.
A gentle breeze gently brushed the ship's side.
The air is filled with the joy of a good harvest.
The dream of a sailboat swaying.
Rippling in the distant and quaint artistic conception.
Whisper in the rhyme of spring.
The murmur was soft. The verses generally flow slowly.
It's like flowing water.
Wander the Danube in the dark night.
Tired mind.
Draw out feelings regardless of the depths.
Finally found a comfortable and comfortable family beloved.
The afterglow of the setting sun slanted across nature.
Two beating hearts echo each other in the distance.
2: Tranquility. Zhiyuan
A lukewarm afternoon.
Calm seas.
There are two passenger ships moored waiting to sail away.
An unforgettable story is about to be staged.
Everything has come to a standstill.
The world seems to be small.
The two interacting hearts were relatively silent.
Imagine the sea and the sky.
A brackish sea breeze blows.
Perform a song of sea rhyme.
A vivid picture.
I have a different mood.
Will it be a reflection of me in a few years?
Even though you've grown up.
A smooth ride is all I have to say.
3: Flexible. Floaty
A drop of water. Pull the heartstrings in the void of space.
Wake me up from my slumber.
Dream is cloaked in a transparent coat.
In the feathers of spirituality.
Dance. A drop of water.
Harmony in the ancient Yellow River.
Cut a flowing landscape at will.
It will show the humanistic feelings of ecology and nature.
Fragrant memories creep into my heart.
A drop of water. Knock on a window of the heart at the end of the night.
Led me to countless reveries.
The mood speaks for itself.
A drop of water. It was an epiphany of inspiration.
It is also an ethereal poem.
4: Tranquility. Comfortable
In the sunny season.
Parting. A parting of family affection.
The eyes unconsciously blur their vision.
Walk through the spring forest.
There is no longer a place to perch.
Dry heart. Whether it has withered.
The goose-yellow leaves are chic and fluttering.
Falling in front of my aimless eyes.
Suddenly looking back. The road ahead will take my whole life to measure.
Dress autumn in a pink outfit.
Memories have sprouted.
Longing for a familiar and distant city.
My night is turned upside down by day.
The cycle of the seasons.
Carrying the feelings of my desires.
5: Sunlight. Longing
Warm sunshine.
Rising from the horizon of the East China Sea.
Dye the mood orange.
Happy seagulls.
Fly towards another city.
That's my blessing to you.
Sunny mood. Sunshine Girl.
There are also beach seats.
Waiting for your appreciation of nature in a static way.
A casual magazine.
Even if you walk all over the world.
The most nostalgic thing is still the homeland of childhood.
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