Red Xie is autumn again.
Wan Li beauty, an inch cannot be taken away.
Linglong pillow cries and sleeps alone,
Carving columns on the moon, dreaming of disorderly eyes.
I suddenly saw that I was ashamed of my feelings.
Holding hands without guessing, without worrying.
If this situation makes * * * last forever,
Don't envy clouds, only admire rivers.
"Yao Si" rhyme: Xia Ping eleven especially; Method: pucker up and enter the rhyme.
Red Xie is autumn again.
Wan Li, a beautiful woman, is unbelievable.
Linglong pillow cries alone at night,
I looked at ChanJuan with tears in my eyes.
The mo Xiang Xia sincerely offers.