The first day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

The next day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the third day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the fourth day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the fifth day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the sixth day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the seventh day, you said, Cui Hua, I miss you!

On the eighth day, before you could speak, Cui Hua left a sentence, "Let's break up!" Then all you can hear is a beep!

Bao Xiao and osmanthus.

On the first day, Bao Xiao said, long before I met her, but for a longer time, we separated, and the east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Osmanthus fragrans, my sincerity for you remains unchanged;

The next day, Bao Xiao said, tenderness is like water, and ritual is like a dream. I will take good care of this bridge and then go home. If the relationship between two people lasts for a long time, is it a matter of time? Osmanthus fragrans, you are the only one in my heart!

On the third day, he said: thin clouds are clever, flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. As soon as the golden breeze meets the dew, it will defeat countless people. Osmanthus, I miss meeting you every day.

On the fourth day, sweet-scented osmanthus came back, the Romance of the West Chamber was full, and the flowers left Shui Piao. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure, osmanthus, are you okay?

On the fifth day, Bao Xiao said that he had a dream at night and suddenly returned to his hometown. Xiao Xuan Winter is getting dressed. There is nothing to say, only a thousand tears. Osmanthus fragrans, are you thinking of me at the moment?

On the sixth day, Bao Xiao said, osmanthus, when will this water stop? This hatred has been? I just hope your heart is the same as mine, don't miss me!

On the first day, Bao Xiao said, osmanthus, ask what the world is like and teach people to commit themselves to life and death. You should take good care of yourself.

On the seventh day, Bao Xiao said, osmanthus blossoms, mountains have no graves, rivers are exhausted, there is lightning in winter and rain and snow in summer, but heaven and earth are close, but dare to break with you!

On the eighth day, before Bao Xiao spoke, osmanthus burst into tears and said to Bao Xiao with tears: Brother Bao, I love you forever, and I will wait for you to come back!