Looking back, it is already ten thousand years/Guo dianshen

Slowly, some block, some raw, like Qingquan break away from the embrace of the mountain. Then smart and smooth, like a trickle finally poured into the river. Clear the world. This is May, the turn of spring and summer. Some flowers have faded, some flowers have just opened, and happy fruits are growing slowly. Clouds and mist were born in the mountains, and the rain was like precious butter. In the distance, the preparation of 1.1 o’clock brewing 2 was always a little luxurious. What made you waste time and spread your imagination: For a moment in ninety-nine times? Or for the one thousand times in the past life? Simple. It turns out that life is just a normal encounter, deja vu. This is summer, bamboo and green onion, vines climbed over the waist of the tree. Plain, corn, Oryza. This is the night, the Twilight is four-in-one, the two ends of a path, the flowers are swaying, and the clear dew is like wine. Mysterious, ambiguous. When the heaven and earth meet each other, the nightingale is silent 3 when parting becomes an unspeakable word, love only leaves the last turn. In the far end of the world, a small tear fell into the boundless sea of sand: whose world is this, whose Yangguan is three stacks: Weicheng is raining, light dust does not fly back, ten thousand years later. One piano, two people. How can a small, lonely Hall withstand the rise and fall and reincarnation in this romantic world? Thousands of rounds have been completed. From now on, the two places will love each other and become fond of each other. On 2014.05.06, the guests of the wild goose will be heard.

Zan (prose editor: dripping ink into injury) Phoenix mountain spring outing

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Linjia Lane

Once in Linjia Lane, I passed by Yibin, because I needed to stay in Yibin for nearly 5 hours to transfer to a plane, because I was not familiar with this city…

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