Queqiaoxian
Silver stars will meet twice, a soft heart and laughter will cross the galaxy in the cold.
The wind is clear, the flowers are round, the moon is in the water, and the fiber is composing.
I miss you so much, but my feelings are still the same, just seeing a little sky.
In the old days, I dreamed of my heart, but I left for my daughter.
A butterfly in love with flowers
From a distance, flowers are blooming everywhere. When the sun sets, it feels calm. A pair of irises are jealous and only cherish the future dusk.
The wine is in the eastern hedge and stays in the west. It's breezy and raining. Night is spring and autumn, who can say goodbye?