Read how many poetry, seen as many jiangnan articles in singing the YanYu, praise the beauty and boast the lingering, love the affectionate, love its close. With an umbrella stand in the rain, looking at the willows stupid fan fan on both sides, looking at the smoke distance, hate can't fly away.
The general, and have been swaying the depths of the memory, NiaoNa out of a sweet smell wage-earners. As the breath of soft silk, embroidered with lingering light sorrow meaning.
Is that, by boat beetles foreseen the lotus lines of mining, fine fine meal refers to the OS, left, and right of element of mining, the water tender yellow, green lotus seed like water?
Find the jiangnan, unsanitary environment, imperceptible to the love, the stone of special privilege to agreement. But, when can I settled in the jiangnan rain, secure a watch over the years, that is how gratifying...
Carrots, green vegetables, and that has grown a section of the green seedling of rape, was covered with frost, lower down. Some thin thin strip of cany grass, and a layer of frost, like silver hair root as well as surrounding, make me can't help hand picked a root to watch, and appreciate, play.
Temperature was cold, his mouth out some heat, hand a bit cold, look for a moment, and cast, heavy goes back pocket, along the rural road continued on. See several small fish pool, the rising water mist, don't know who house of some ducks have no fear is so early in the cold water swim to swim.
I think the bird afraid of the cold also the hide it, imagination is one "the bird flew away, thousands upon RenZong diameter destroyed" field of vision. In the reality but no, only hear the roadside many strains many little bird in the tree JiuJiu to shout, like in to sing and talk to each other as in, I can't help but take out a cellular phone, recorded the song this winter, took a winter here and the village common experience picture.
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