Watch the flowers bloom and fall, the four seasons reincarnation, cycling alone diary: oath Lake punch in.

Take my beloved bike and bag, come to the oath lake, recall our happy time, bathe in the sun, and occasionally find ourselves in tears.

Rise and fall in the face of the tide, understand the ups and downs of life

Stay in the sunset, bathe in extraordinary and refined

The red flowers are like fire, like winter and spring

She smells as beautiful as a fairy and knows as beautiful as a picture

A lone rider leaves a beautiful shadow

I don't know when to return

The running water is like a song, and the dust and smoke are extinguished

Wishful thinking of oath Lake