The red lotus is longing for the white pillow, the wind and moon in front of the building, the falling red, the broken shadow string is speechless, the sadness of people, the desolation of people, the broken clouds have been separated, the dream of life is calculated, the words are gone, the dream of life is gone, the words are rare, the heart is hard to find, who to weave for, who to keep the thoughts, a piece of ruthless, a yearning, the dream of hugging the dream, the fate is gone, and people to calculate the two pastimes, the dark clouds go away, and when the parting ring is gone, the drunken marks are hung on the parting ring, the love is difficult to drop without shadow, do not think of the body and mind, there is separation, and the broken clouds are stained with the dust of the heart, it is also wrong to walk, tears have passed, and when the coming and going, people know how to fall.

The dream of clear dreams on the account, the summer stars are broken, the flowers are hard to express, the lover's good time is shallow, a pillow leaks sand, a trace of fate, half of the wall of water flows, the bridge is broken, no one comes, who goes east, the heart is chasing, the heart is weaving, the thoughts are weaving, the long dream is floating clouds, a sword is forgotten, the world is forgotten, the world is forgotten, the water is seen, the song lyrics have no expression, the flower is not painted, the white paper has a shadow, the ink has rules, the ink has no words, the heart is not written, the dream is difficult to describe, the scene is difficult to tell, the drops of blood, the face is in the evening, the love is broken, the shadow is forgotten in the heart, the heart is forgotten, the ancients have people's souls, the current fragrance is broken.

The Yangtze River water, tears flowing from east to east, lovesickness songs are hard to resolve the soul, lonely sounds cry, single silk words, rare prosperity dream, song is the song of the south, dreams are the stars, tears shed in the south of the Yangtze River, people walk in the north, questions are difficult to write, clouds are difficult to describe, tears are still in that autumn, the strings are correct, people are separated, words are hard to break flowers, there is no word on the road, I think in my heart, an autumn flower falls on the other side, the ruthless ink on the paper is broken, the wind and rain are hard to cover the heart, the drops of the soul enter the drunkenness, the words are bent again and again, the thoughts are turned and the water flows, the mountains are weaving for a moment, the weaving building is deleted, it is difficult to read the appointment in the morning.

Looking at the flowing water of the sky pool, watching the thoughts cry, mind is fascinated, one appointment to chase the soul state, three parts of the world, one part of the love, two remaining dreams, soul is drunk in this life and three lives, three lives are not promised, one appointment to come, amnesia dances and drinks, purple rhymes and autumn talks deep shadows, asking, lyrics, words flowing ink and water flowing in the bridge, listening to the heart, every word is affectionate, searching for Nanke, words leave people, people look hard to read, words are confused, wind, moon, rainbow, ancient scroll, parting word, song comes and strings are broken, people are hard to ask, two years of drunkenness are gone, I am injured, I am floating in the years, I am careful to pass, I am regretful, and dream of the world.

The lonely sound is crying, the parting is a autumn, the thoughts are warm and cold, the cold wind is a delicate face is broken, there is no way to find a dream, and the heart is in the world, and the thoughts are farewell, the thoughts are cold and cold, and I read and ask questions, and I thoughts are a section, and people walk half a string, the sounds are falling without thinking, and I walk on the white flowers and light purple, and I look at the prosperous scene. The parting is hard to say. The autumn sorrow is hard to say. On the road, the frost in my heart, the frost night in my heart, the words are still borrowed from the east wind, and I have to recognize immortality, the clouds are hidden for thousands of years, the tears are crying, and the words fall in the wind, people recall, recognize the broken soul chapter when autumn is created, and the hungry heart is drawn.

Welcoming the door tears rain, turning off the lights, the souls of the people stir up the thoughts of love, who expresses love to cultivate, the dreams of the dreams, after the autumn of the road, the souls are cut off, the memories are hard to resolve, the complaints are still the same, the flowers are separated during the flowering period, the anniversary is difficult to separate, the souls are hard to drink, the souls are drunk, the flowers are drooping, the light door is cold paintings are frost, the heart is wandering, laughing at the stars, and the coming and going is not enough, the rhyme wind is cold and the paintings are shallow, the return secretly writes, the heart is hidden, the wind is wind scroll marks, the flowers are folded, the dreams are picked, the clouds are drunk, and three inches have thought, I remember separation has no regrets, and I can meet again in my life.

Nan Ke wiped away the tears of dreams, there is wind on the pillow, and there is no encounter in his heart. After the third update of the year, people don’t know, the tears of the heart go away, the years have passed, people have thoughts have not left, the problems of the world are sad, the heart is green and cold, the thoughts are thin, like the wind breaks the autumn and the frost, the cold soul, the frozen heart is hard to express the love, the ends of the earth, the other side is hard to see people’s hearts, the rivers and waters are broken and the bridges are separated, who doesn’t rise in love, the water flows trembles, the dreams are scared, the thoughts are hurt, the thoughts are deep and unforgettable, the decisive autumn wind is hard to write the heart, the painting dreams in the northern suburbs are true.

Drinking in fine sand, the sky is over, how many paintings of life, two people are separated, one crys, and can't tell the tears of the world, the thought of flowers blooming for a moment, the shadows are weaving alone, when the summer partes, the promise of opening the sky, the soul of the human soul is still in the heart of the soul, the dream of heaven falls in the heart of the soul, the dream of heaven falls in the heart of the heart, the dream of the sky falls in the heart of the heart, the dream of the light falls in the heart of the heart, the cool breeze is sad, the light is turned off, the bloody wine is burning every night, it is hard to boil the heartbroken dream.

The cinnabar mirror is desolate and picturesque, beautiful and flawless, and dreamless. It was when I was young and my heart was broken. I realized that although the world was big, how long was life, the world was scattered and prosperous, the cinnabar signed by the dust of the heart, the red rain was three parts of human charm, half of the river was heartless, but there was a trend of flowing eastward, people returned to the heart, tears retreated, how many years were, they were helpless, and they got the fallen flowers, the water went east, and the fallen leaves were not in mood for a year. After the third update, the dreams of the heart remained the same. People looked at each other, and they couldn't drink the falling reds in the sky. A scene of prosperity, silently parting, lovesickness hook gathered on the broken strings.

The red bridge is broken and the heart gathers. Drink and drink and remember, don’t lose your soul.

The vast sea of ​​people, the withered and beautiful sky, and half of the people have broken clouds. After the wind and rain, the water flows eastward, and the heart is swimming. Only the river bridge is still being cultivated. The sad flower glass above is sad, and there is a broken shadow of cinnabar underneath. The bridge is on the bridge, under the water, the cold and cold view is missed. A sad and cold word is desolate. It is rare to look back. Looking back for a lifetime, the heartbreak is empty, and the thoughts are said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be said to be "There is half a drop of crying" and "The curtain is farewell to the curtain, and who knows the tears of autumn, the drops of crying warmly, the drawings are warm and the warm marks of the paintings, the drunkenness is restored to autumn, the heart is cold, the meeting with each other is empty dreams, the tower shadows of the river bridge, etc.

Clouds are at the fingertips, dreams are in the heart, and when you calculate in the sky, you can get the prosperity and get rid of tears, search for the heart and cry for separation, one parting three springs, one autumn clothes are cold, winter clothes are not warm, time passes, parting hook, cut off the farewell, write the traces in the farewell, don't forget people, think of separation, lovesickness floats under the string of soul chasing the soul, the songs are blurred, the mirror is broken, the heart is bursting, the heart is bursting, the east wind is borrowing dreams, the remaining bridge gathers cold, people don't know, heart beats at the third update, waits for the lights to turn off, the building does not speak, the shadows come out tears, two memories of the farewell, the pheasant dove, sad autumn, it is difficult to learn the words of the last words, it is difficult to see the face, the autumn paintings are drawn in winter, the chapters have no words to read the truth.

The sounds are unparalleled in autumn. I never feel lonely when I think of tears. I only think of the crying of the heart. I feel the cold when I see the heart. Who can see the heart when I cry at night? I feel warm and think of the cold when I feel the heart.

The clouds are floating in the clouds and the emotions are sad, the heart is shattered, the heart is drawn, why not ask questions in a word, the song is broken and the strings are crying in the lonely voice, the words are broken and the feelings are cold.

The delicate wind drips with frost and tears, and the thoughts drooping, and the scene in the sky drank drunken shadows, saying goodbye to the farewell, and the soul broke the bridge and water flowed to the east.

Listening to the wind and tears, drunken on both sides, soul guarding the ends of the world and sending lovesickness, verbal reputation in the corner, no longer looking back on the future, drinking drunk in the sky and remembering the dreams of parting.
Chapter completed!