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Anonymous users2024-02-11Song Title: Acacia Rain.
Singer: Jiang Mu.
The sycamore knows that the mandarin ducks fly separately.
Forget your life and love your thousand tears.
Yes! Sincerity for sincerity.
Yes! Life and death are inseparable.
Goodbye is not expected, and we must rely on each other after parting.
Looking at the end of the world, there is no way to send lovesickness.
If you gather and disperse in a hurry, it is better not to meet.
There is a love infatuated heart in the soul of the old dream.
Yes! Sincerity for sincerity.
Yes! Life and death are inseparable.
People are separated by thousands of miles, and they hate the wings of unparalleled flights.
What is the night tonight, lovesick rain is blurred.
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Anonymous users2024-02-10"Wutong Lovesick Rain" is a TV series directed by Hu Weiyue, Liu Dekai, Luo Canran, written by Yang Haiwei, and starring Liu Dekai, Tao Hong, Ningning, and Zhang Chenguang. The play tells the story of a twisted love story between a woman and two men in the Forbidden City in the last years of the Qing Dynasty1.
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Anonymous users2024-02-09Acacia Sycamore Tree Author The fragrance that permeated the whole place dissipated in an instant. Dead branches and leaves are scattered all over the sky. A faint purple mist, lying on the cold ground, silent, asleep.
The colors of my dreams have been mercilessly covered with dust by the years. The faint body of the paulownia flower shook off the ground Acacia Is it tears, rain or blood? Or frost and snow?
I couldn't tell her color for a while, who moved her peerless face? Who buried her bone-chilling incense? As if it was a distant dream Singing softly in my ears I once chased the paulownia blossoms The faint and elegant fragrant kiss Gently floated the soft classical purple soul into my heart A wisp of fragrance penetrated the misty twilight spring.
From the small yard where I lived as a child, I have a soft spot for you, and the poetic leaves like umbrellas have held up many rainless clear skies. Under the shade of the tree, the leaves are like palms Gently pull up the dreams of childhood Falling paulownia flowers, lilac dreams. Chasing from the corner of the street to the end of the world is nowhere to be found After a long time, I still can't bear to move the dry footsteps The dusk of weeping blood Rendered into a poem of tears Like a dream Like smoke Like a cry Like a complaint The tung blossoms are gone, and the fragrance is full of buildings Since then, I will never find you again You still chose to leave This time is not a separation, but forever!
My heart was deeply stabbed The faint purple mist When did it disappear from my dreams When did I smile from my dreams I really want to keep your peerless face Impatient I always miss the flowering period The autumn rain outside the window My thoughts are full of green.
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Anonymous users2024-02-08Content preview: One is the pride of the sky. One is God's favorite.
She's lucky, it's the beginning, she's happy, it's the beginning. He was lucky because no one knew her before he did. He's lonely because fate damn misses.
Tells the story of a childhood sweetheart. **Yang Wuyi, the sycamore of the sycamore. The first cry, the most important person in his life came.
The first thing I saw was a wrinkled little face. For the first time, I excitedly hugged such a small person as Zao Hong. Willow rain tung, the paulownia of the sycamore.
The first time he held hands was a pair of hands that he stretched out after a fall, the first time he cried was the comfort he gave, he was able to ride a bicycle and he taught him hand-in-hand, he could take pictures, he could draw, many, many more. The first shout, she called her brother, followed by her parents. For the first time, she wrote down Liu Yutong and Yang Wuyi, and she learned these two words at the same time.
Thirteen years of acquaintance. It turns out that you are here for the first time in so many years, it turns out that I am so dependent on you, and it turns out that the ending of Wutong is still so sad and sad. 'Why do you regret that you still like to cry so much' on the eve of leaving the country.
He habitually wiped away the sparkling tears with a tissue. 'If you go, I'll forget you' Tears couldn't stop flowing, so resolute words 'I'm gone, there are my dreams ,...... there
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