After all, the world is just a small place.
Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival.
There is no trace of birds in the sky, but I have flown.
It is not the hammer, but the singing and dancing of water that makes the pebbles perfect.
Those who left me yesterday can't stay, and those who disturb my heart today are more concerned. ...
Look at the flowers in front of the court and live up to your mission; Looking up at the sky, there are clouds and clouds, and there is no meaning of staying or staying.