Paper umbrella on summer night
White sails
The lake is shimmering
Warm wind across the bank
This is what I can do
What I think of
There are still some expectations
And then it was brilliant
Hills in winter
And the cold resistant orchid
Fishermen return by the river
Egrets leave the beach
This is what I love
The scene I miss
Stay on the balcony
Half a day has passed
It's just a habit to say goodbye
Everything is so flat that I don't feel brilliant
When the rain falls, I think of that peace of mind
Joy and laughter are still in my ears
Now they are at both ends of the city
It's hard not to get together but to disperse when we meet at a distance
In fact, I didn't expect much
After all, life is very short, and there are few consummation
Late spring evening
The clouds receded
The swallow returns under the eaves
Human face blooming
That's what I did
The scene I remember
Spring comes again
But I'm not happy
The beginning of autumn
Simple tiling
The warm orange sun rises
The mist dissipated
That's what I used to do
Dream of the scene
Wake up thinking
There was a chill hovering
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