Bridal spring night, the enemy across the Xiangjiang River is still water. Dreaming of pillow films, the line to make thousands of miles south.
As the saying goes: Riyousuosi, night had a dream. We think flesh and blood, read friend, pregnant with his hometown, Recalling Past tour, often shaped in the dream. So one everyone will encounter the little things in everyday life, through the art of dealing with the poets, the image will be moving to be more deeply and sincerely express the hidden inner feelings, to make readers feel warm and loved. Frontier this poem is the dream of writing a successful work. (Shen-fen)