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.