Noisy city of fame on the road who look into the distance here pad feet westerly thin horse who is a recollection of where the sun sets your breath?
I said under my house walls fruit you say in your home to plenty of sorghum ....Legend of profound feelings is not as steady and do not forget themselves in rivers and lakes forget themselves in routed and
if there's water where there is a small bridge smell the emotion of always walking around the landscape is often just under the brow is where the heart
public Baidu Looking back to find a thousand, but you stand the smoke rising Office
cool water that is who the Tang Dynasty Song Dynasty poem are the words of a lost ancient brain down
said water is that the East comes first Love never came back slowly and gently blow on the wind when throwing away the tears of parting
now long period of East Acacia never heard that water is slowly gently blow on the wind scattered the first time intoxicated
said long period of sorrow and joy of East water is that boy who never came back tears Whose years of nature in the combed hair used to silently carve watery
that the most beautiful thing under the sun, and consciously or unconsciously embedded in people's vision through the noisy and crowded city is the water flowing beneath the bridge next to someone in the family to dream a dream in spring and autumn Hong as before, but these things only we see What?
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