The scenery of July
I want to thank July It is you who gave me the journey of life

July notes.
When all the memories
Become no longer far away
When all the applause is coming
Who is it
Along the waves of time
Appear in July slowly flowing
The strings of the soulful gaze
A cheek full of reverie
Gently swayed by the warm breeze
The graceful image is like the other side of the river
The graceful pale green willows
Always let a temptation in the moonlight
It rippled the surface of the water
Let the true to pure smile
Cleanse the whole space
In fact, the rain
It was already very poetic
It's crystal clear
Like a galloping steed on the prairie
Always put a kind of missing mood
Dress up as the pure blue sky
Not with a flutter of the heart
Close to every sleepless night
The red rose
Already in bloom on the wet palm
Warm the hearts of the children of the nation
I want to thank sunshine
You gave me a long way to go
Such beautiful thoughts
I want to thank July
It is you who gave me the journey of life
Every second of vigorous vitality
The ballad of the journey
I still sing to my heart's content
Let me use
Warmest and most sincere wishes
No matter when and where
You will always be in the heart of children
The most kind,
The greatest and holiest mother ever
When the flowers
Will you come to the prairie
Come to the prairie to see the gorgeous scenery
See the sights of
For youth waiting for a lifetime of people
A long time ago
Always on the edge of the years more and more far away
No songs along the way
Like I can't hold your tiny hand
The wings of an eagle
Can't take away the fire of nirvana
Slowly oozing through the colors of the evening
I saw a deep feeling of the red fox
From the lonely meridian
Through the black forest
That bitter promise
Still floating in the wind
Who's using her daughter's blue scarf
To bind the sorrows of summer
Let the tracks flicker
Around the corner in time
It was very heavy
Through spring, summer, autumn and winter
What remains constant is the piety of the heart
as
That indefinable feelings
In the moment of looking back
There is a flight of the subconscious
From the shore of the hurricane
There is a kind of mianmianzhong traction
Comes from your
Once in the rural sound of green
Beautiful thought
Beautiful scenery



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