Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角微涡，两条疲倦皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，小手拾金稻穗，酒窝里充满笑浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲薄薄嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角，两条疲倦皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。

Blind love mistakes a harelip for a dimple.

情人眼里出西施。

This year although the bumper crop, she does not discard a grain of grain, the microcheiria picks up the golden rice ear, in the dimple fills the wave which smiles.

今年虽说大丰收，她不丢掉一粒粮，手拾金，窝里充满笑的浪。

When his toplofty and thin lips closed firmly,two careworn wrinkles were cutting through two sides of his cheek deeply,stretching from his shallow dimples at the corners of the mouth to his chin.

那高傲的薄薄的嘴唇紧紧抿着，从嘴角的微涡，两条疲倦的皱纹深深地切过两腮，一直延长到下颔。