Flying flowers fly without dust.

Flowers have their own beauty. Never mind that it is noble, dignified, gorgeous, charming, subdivided and gorgeous, it is a flash in the pan. ...

Where there are flowers, it will always attract, attract the aura of heaven and earth, attract bees to hum and collect honey, and attract your eyes to leave.

You are naturally the most beautiful flower in my heart. I thought I loved you enough. You are too beautiful for me to appreciate. How can I think of your efforts.

I thought I was just admiring you, not worldly with you. I faked it.

Pretend not to see it, and you never said, how can I make dust?

I was attracted to you at first sight, and I couldn't help staying here. I thought I would definitely leave. I'm just a passer-by here.

It has become my habit to watch your beautiful bloom every day. I just need to appreciate your beauty. I don't want to be a gardener yet and water and fertilize you. It's good to have your flowering period.

The so-called involuntary, the original mistake I made was self-deception. I must wait until I leave. I have to breathe your fragrance in the air. How can I stay away from you?

After meeting you, I unconsciously turned you into my habit. From now on, I will never return to your time and watch you wither and turn flowers into mud. What hurts is my heart.

Flowers fall all over the sky, and the soul of flowers is not dyed.

It is not easy for teachers to like wool.

Not wanting to dye is right or wrong, but it backfires.

The flowers in my heart withered when I couldn't go back.

I wish I could wash away the glitz and dust.

I will spend my whole life intoxicated with you in a pot of sake.

Not wanting to dye is right or wrong, but it backfires.

The flowers in my heart withered when I couldn't go back.

Memories toss and turn, but my heart hurts.

May I fly with flowers for the rest of my life, with no regrets.

A pot of sake was covered with dust.

Spend the rest of your life without regrets.

A flashy spring and autumn life and death

Get drunk when the flowers bloom.

Not wanting to dye is right or wrong, but it backfires.

The flowers in my heart withered when I couldn't go back.

Memories toss and turn, but my heart hurts.

May I fly with flowers for the rest of my life, with no regrets.

A pot of sake was covered with dust.

Spend the rest of your life without regrets.

A flashy spring and autumn life and death

Get drunk when the flowers bloom.

May this period of life no longer wither and be intoxicated when flowers bloom.

May this time of life no longer fade and look back, and taste the aftertaste of heart wine.

A pot of sake was covered with dust.

Spend the rest of your life without regrets.

A flashy spring and autumn life and death

Get drunk when the flowers bloom.

A pot of sake was covered with dust.

Spend the rest of your life without regrets.

A memory of life and death destroyed the soul.

Looking back, savoring the aftertaste of heart wine.

A memory of life and death destroyed the soul.

Looking back, savoring the aftertaste of heart wine.