ConceptArt - 鹧鸪天·晚日寒鸦一片愁

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The drizzle soaked the time, luxuriant grass, year after year, and grow together with hate. Phoenix floor deep, how many things like smoke, sealed in memory. Looking at the bronze mirror decorated with Luan bird pattern, embroidered with mandarin duck brocade quilt, missing the past, heart-broken. The jackdaw, a sad scene. Only the pond willows give out tender green shoots, showing the tender situation. If it were not for the present personal suffering of parting sorrow and hatred, I would not believe that this world really can have a night of white things. From the gut, tears flow hard. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the small red house, clearly know the chaos of countless mountains, block the distance of the sky, but still can not help leaning on the railing, frequently stare.