Department of years of vicissitudes, like a huge picture frame shop in Chaohu Lake drainage basin.Aura crystalline landscape, like a white peony Fluttering in the ancient land, learn the essence of the sun and moon intertwined, like a continuous string, playing the desolate but sad songs. Drying once in the history of the bitterness, the bitterness has become yellow in the period of rainy season calendar.Boat across the track time, reaping Fruitful. Windless night, beating serenade like microwave, Qing Yin lighted in the banks, talk to Acacia parting boat, a silent promise has been stained rust.On this night, the quiet is the best love. Moon dreams go down in a calm lake, shyly hiding behind the wedding, lingering legend of love, tender love is silent, sincere love is stroking. Wind from the days, rush, like a wanderer go home, Ren Shanchuan at the foot of complaints, either hang around in the years around.Once abandoned luggage filled with pride, an ailing heart and into the accent of nostalgia. Korea Kusakabe, a married girl dressing mirror, inlaid with pearls mountains, studded with emerald color, just before the sun sets blushing, shy in the moonlight, with the groom into the bridal chamber light. Maybe you are creatures of waves when you were born was moved to shed tears, maybe you are the sun and the moon crash into a mountain darling. Open, Tan sway you, plainly.Shame closed, you Wu Mei charming, really honest and sincere. You are a beautiful pearl, luster and Chaohu earth.