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Looking in a dream, the magpie on the branch reported good news, the fragrance was intoxicating, and a wisp of fragrance refreshed my soul.
Lonely Fang admires the fragrance in a dream, the spring is noisy, and the bees fly and butterflies dance and play with flowers.
Wind and rain invade, bees fly and butterflies dance with you, more protective of the heart.
Butterflies and bees fly again and spring, the magpies on the branches call frequently, the peach and plum white compete for the fragrance, and a wisp of fragrance intoxicates passers-by.
The willow silk is low, the Fang Path has no branches, the spring is noisy, and the bees fly and the butterflies dance drunk in the flower stream.
Blowing all the flowers, a wisp of fragrance falls asleep, the red apricot branches are in spring, and the butterflies are dancing and drunk with poetry.
The ice heart is like jade Dongjun fighting with beautiful makeup, and a wisp of fragrant soul and snow is fragrant for whom.
Xu Chunguang is old, what does a frost look like, there is still none.
The solitary show is proud of the frost soul, the jade soul is fragrant and not stained with dust, the ice heart is lonely, and Dongjun Xu is a flower lover.
Proud snow glazed spirit, jade soul, a piece of ice heart where to send, thousands of red and purple call Dongjun.
Plum blossoms, glamorous makeup, a wisp of fragrant soul floating.
Last night, the sound of spring, a piece of ice heart plum fragrance added elegant rhyme, and the moon shadow of the flower soul accompanied the breeze.
Where is the soul going, when will the jade spirit be returned, Bingxin did not allow Dongjun to send warm heaven.
The thunder and drizzle are still cold, and the ice heart is full of Dongjun with me.
Exquisite bones, the first branch of Dongjun, where to find the soul, who knows.
Dongjun sends warm spring, sends red dust, and Hanmei is proud of snow and Lingfeng to show the jade soul.
The jade bone soul is an ode to the ages, passed down for thousands of years, who is comparable to a piece, and dares to fight the snow and cold with Dongjun.
The clear and jade spirit can be a friend, the proud soul can be a neighbor, and a piece of ice heart lives up to a lover.
People look up together, send spring back, go with the wind, and fly with the snow for three points.
is not the first person in Dongjun, the ice heart and jade bones are pure, the dark fragrance floats for three points, and the shadow is sparse and a few wisps of soul.
The natural beauty of the frost is not stained with dust, and a heart of ice wakes up the person in the dream.
Chang'e is jealous, Jade Rabbit is pitiful, what to send a piece of ice heart, Dongjun sends warmth to the world.
Bingxin is a jade pot spring, not with Dongjun's soul, and the branches are two or three people.
also loves mercy, the ice heart is full of clouds, and the fragrant jade plum soul sleeps with the snow.
is not stained with dust, and three points of jade are mortal things, and they are all here.
It's hard to move, turbid wine is easy to hurt the soul, and Bingxin didn't allow Dongjun to send warm spring.
Where to send, Dongjun sends warm dreams around 3,000 miles, and travels to the four seas.
What is the matter with Dongjun, the ice heart is in the jade basin, the frost posture is cold and glamorous, and the poetry marks are cast.
The spring breeze moves the soul overnight, and the jade spirit shines brightly on the past and the present, wanting to send the ice heart to the bright moon, where to find Dongjun at the end of the world.
Where to go down, the dream is haunted by the soul and leads to the hometown, who interprets Bingxin, Dongjun lives up to the good times.
Not stained with dust, and spring, go with the wind, and the three points of Sulu accompany the moon wheel.
Who can compare the hand, Kun let me swim, the world is dark, and the size of the beautiful scenery is left in the painting.
Qiankun is a family of thousands of miles, freehand and true, the bottom of the heart, and secretly sends thoughts to Hongchen.
The wind and rain hit the red note to send the deceased, and it is difficult to write Danqing, and it is full of enthusiasm.
Splendid painting by heart, hidden between the lines, Danqing is difficult to paint, and everything is in the poetry bag.
Danqing wonderful pen painting wonderful, reflecting the color of the glow, dark acacia condensing jade dew, into a size to send the world.
The mind is open-minded, the wonderful pen Danqing paints colorful clouds, the size of the couplet book is ambitious, and the words between the lines are secretly ecstatic.
Three life oaths, it is difficult to write all the empty Danqing today, and it is not lingering.
The people in the spring breeze size painting, the scenery is new, the wonderful pen is difficult to write, and everything is always true.
One stroke writes the dusk, the ink dyes the sun and the moon, the clouds are dark, the sky is low, the mountains are far away, and the beautiful scenery is drunk with tourists.
A lonely grave, who wrote Danqing to this day, infinite hatred, spring breeze dark jade care.
The clouds and dark sky are low in the front village, and the things in my heart are only carefully discussed.
Hang Qianchuan, secretly put the acacia Danqing difficult to put down, not poetry.
Danqing wonderful strokes are difficult to achieve, thousands of miles of Qiankun are at my disposal, the clouds are dark, the sky is low, the mountains are far away, and the size of the beautiful scenery is in the heart.
A grain of dust, the size of Danqing's wonderful pen is difficult to describe, and there is still a fragrance that secretly attacks people.
The sky is low and the wind is full of buildings, a size is written in autumn, Danqing is difficult to paint the things in my heart, and the universe is at my disposal.
The size of the grand plan secretly allows the ghosts to be frightened, and it is difficult for Danqing to write anything.
The green painting is verdant, and the thousands of dark flowers and thousands of trees are waved by me.
Qiankun looks at the collection, Danqing writes the romance, the size is spread all over the world, and the acacia is secretly sent to the boat.
The size is blown by the wind, who to send it to, it is difficult to write Danqing, and Qiankun is sad everywhere.