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I returned home with a bag full of happiness.

half of an interesting life is mountains, rivers, lakes and seas.

outside the window is the palette of the sea, and the sea breeze is a gentle postcard.

I want to be rolled up by autumn, into the gentle autumn wind, into the soft clouds, and into the orange-flavored hug.

I like the sea, flowers, sunrises and sunsets. Don't live too boring at a romantic age.

a free and rambling cool breeze can cure a messy bad mood.

There is always love on the way to sunset. Don't let the world drown out the romance and enthusiasm of life.

everywhere in the world, the apricot blossoms are falling in the spring rain, and the horses and horses are walking slowly.

the orange dusk sets off the heart of midsummer.

There are kite vendors on the dam. They are selling romance in advance.

The mountains are full of spirits, and everything is alive. The water is full of vitality and clear to the bottom. I am close to nature with my heart.

if you happen to see dusk, consider it our meeting.

every sunset is a gentle beep left by the sun to the sky.

This cool early autumn night is supposed to say good night to you.

outside the window, the stars orbit freely, and you are a universe of your own.

The sunset glow is especially gentle. Everyone in the world is romantic. You should stay with those who deserve it, year after year.

If it's sunny and sunny, enjoy the idle clouds lightly; if the wind and rain knock on the window, listen to the wind.

setting off for mountains and seas, sunset glow is the most romantic confession.

The evening breeze is stepping on the clouds and the moon to sell loneliness, and you are from the Milky Way, which is my long-awaited happiness.

Walking alone in the dusk, singing farewell in the sunset.

after all, Mount Fuji can't keep the cherry blossoms that are about to fall, and my tenderness can't keep you from leaving.

vast starry sky, sunset, waves and sand.

Romance can turn the dust of life into a golden mist.

if you can't catch the light, the fog will disperse. It's all scenery. Nice to meet you.

in the long lanes of the city, fireworks are gathered and people are spread out.

do flowers have to be given to others? Do you have to flip a coin with a result? Must I be chasing dusk?

Mountains, rivers, lakes and seas, sunrise and sunset are all gifts from nature; Three or five friends, human fireworks, are also small fortunate in life.

The sea and sunset don't belong to anyone, but they are the romance that everyone yearns for.

I wrote my love in the wind. Everyone knows that I love you wherever the wind passes. Unfortunately, when the wind stopped that year, you didn't know my mind.

people who blow the night breeze together will probably remember it for a long time.