It's very cold. No boyfriend's comfort. Tell me.

The buried old body gives birth to a green forest. You said, keep waiting. After a nap, life turned a new page.

The sky overhead, with a gray-blue light, sadly shines on the snow and buries a few hay in the vast white sea.

You have your dreams, but I won't be the one to accompany you.

Every part of the world is full of warmth. Sometimes, the warmth is so small that people around you can ignore it, but it must have aroused quite a stir in each other's hearts.

Is it winter now? Do you have a boyfriend to talk about?

Love, shallow sublimation, love, silently in the heart, and then, into flowers, as a result, in the cocoon of breeding, condensed in the heart.

I still remember everything you said. Although I don't remember every word.

The result that cannot be subverted is the initial foreshadowing.

I won't allow you to go far away without telling me, or I'll go crazy!

Like a blooming red plum, it stands proudly in the frost and snow; Like peony in a flower, it stands out from the crowd; Like a lotus reflecting sunlight, spotless. Work hard. Be a person who is admired and moved.

What I want is a simple life, but what you give me is upset.

Wine, drink less appetizers. Things, care more about suffering. Smoking hurts the lungs. Drink more tea and the fire will go away. Talk less. Being a man, obscurity is the most precious.

Waiting for you quietly for a long time. You didn't come, but I'm used to waiting.

Is it winter now? Do you have a boyfriend to talk about?

The spring breeze blows to the river, and the river begins to flow slowly forward. The trees by the river sprouted and the grass grew out of the ground. From a distance, it is green, and the wild flowers by the river are smiling. The geese flying back from the south are playing with the information of spring. The river is crystal clear, blue sky and white clouds are reflected in the river, and the river is like a blooming Bai Baihe. In spring, the river becomes colorful. The farmer's uncle led the river to the field to irrigate the seedlings, and the river was full of vitality. The river not only irrigates the seedlings, but also nourishes the grass and trees in my hometown and nurtures the people in my hometown.

Look at each other, breathe and smile. Smash strangers and decorate your face with happiness. A touch of blush, a ray of sweetness, time solidified in agility. Here comes the man I'm waiting for!

The moonlight in winter lengthens the affectionate shadow of trees, just like a girl in Leng Yan, standing in the cold of winter night, breathtaking in beauty; On the lonely Yuan Ye, the thin treetops are hung with a faint chill, which embodies a tranquility, just like an ice flower cut from the frozen earth and dotted in the night sky; Walking in the blue moonlight, hard land and frozen rivers store the silence of winter and breed another spring.