Friends, who can help me think of a rainbow, I will always like your Tibetan poems, thank you, thank

Yes, if it doesn't work, you can change it. The colorful phoenix is quiet.

The rainbow star Niu Zhu will be born.

I am at peace with heaven and earth.

Forever good but dream.

Cicadas are singing in autumn on the long road.

Joy into the mountains and forests for the first time.

Joy and blessing.

You have come to be a servant, and you have fallen into a trap.

Colorful butterflies flutter in love with the flower source Qiaofang.

Hongguan life, Yao Xun cracks, void and longchang.

Lucky forever with Mu Ran beautiful companions.

Blessings are as long as the East China Sea.

Never forget the love of classmates.

Looking forward to the future, I wish you a brilliant future.

Xue Qing is in love with Yichan.

Zhihua loves to be drunk and red-faced.

Humble gentleman love even.

I have a love affair for half my life.

Joy and love, true affection.

Love is intoxicated with sweetness.

You and I are envious of mandarin ducks.

I love this life.

Born gorgeous and affectionate, Jin Jian.

A lifetime of brilliance.

True love in the world is kept.

Xue flowers are all over the ground.

The day is just around the corner. Humility.

Suit oneself. Full of joy.

Walking on air. If you are well.

A promise. Full of life.

Life. Xanadu.

The crown is still in the middle.

A wide range of photographs.

It's cold and bright.

My heart is clear and small.

I can't help it.

It's too late to entertain.

You Liu Lingda.

The Wang family has a daughter who has grown up.

Lynn is pitiful.

White and flawless, true, good, and beautiful.

I have all kinds of love in my heart.

Love you in your heart is hard to open.

Your heart is of the same heart as mine.

I don't need to mention it in my heart.

Huan] Yan is a confidant.

You] are our iron thinker.

Hu] The daughter of the family is really beautiful.

Yan] If the fairy Yuan goes down to the mortal world.

Rong] is very fragrant when the flowers bloom.

The wind sings high and autumn is cool, and the high balcony is welcomed.

Although the song will not, you and gradually cai.

Huqin walks the waves of the sky and dances with emotion.

Let me speak from the bottom of my heart and come with you!

The rain falls and the green tiles sing together, and the green grass connects the windows.

I feel sorry for myself.

I like to write poems as you like.

There are not many words of pleasure, you are willing to be with you.

I won't tell you that my name is Yuyin =3=

The palace wandered around to watch the snow fly.

Qionghua broken jade heavenly palace pendant.

I mean to be who understands.

Love goes with Qing and doesn't want to return.

The day seeks to enter the impromptu Tibetan head poem.

Wang Jichun shines on the flowers, and Qiong Ji is overflowing.

I have no immortal medicine, and I am happy to come in the new year.

If you don't dislike it.

The tree is fresh and greasy.

It's the middle of summer, and I'm going to benefit now.

Only when you reach physiology, once you are willing to put pen to paper.

I want the beautiful woman to always be open, and love is deep for thousands of years.

Wang Xie and Hou Ting sang and danced together, and Qionggong Yuyu slept together.

I would like to dedicate the first seven unique songs.

The water is limited, and the landlord considers it.

[Thought] come and go, and the affection is true.

Remember] never forget your sweetheart.

Zhu] lips slightly open the soul.

Skillful] hand can weave mandarin duck brocade.

Qiao'er has a fate with us.

Cinnabar wants to dye the lips, Qiaoqiao eyebrows ice jade, Liuliyue scatters souls and dreams, I smile at Hongchen but love you, love is like wings and butterflies, and the neon clothes dance together.

It's a bit demanding.

Chasing your girlfriend and letting others make poems, you are the most sincere when you do it yourself.

Like him, love him, cherish her, it's enough, if you make poems, you don't need it, it's a little difficult, it's better to love her well, this is fate.

This one is a bit difficult. If you like someone, you have to be good to her and cherish her. You don't have to be a poet.