If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.
It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Meng Jiangnan
Who does Xiao Li hate? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the bottle of plum, and the heart turned to dust.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
A few rustling leaves are windy and rainy, and it is more bitter to be separated from others. Counting the autumn, the toad puts out the early strings.
Night cold shock, tears falling snuff. Sorrow is everywhere, and the jade piano is light dust.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were thin and scattered in pieces. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq and call for truth in the dark.
Yun Song's orders about temples.
The pillow is fragrant, and the flower diameter leaks. Meet each other and whisper after dusk. The season is thin and cold, the wine is sick, the pear blossom shovel, and the east wind is thin all night.
Cover the silver screen and hang down your sleeves. Where the flute is played, the pulse is slightly funny. Heartbroken moon and cardamom, the moon seems to be at that time, and people seem to be at that time.
Blue wet mourning
There are too many sad things recently. Who can I tell about the long night? Everything is subject to fate. In early spring, the green shadows are dancing outside the window, the geese are returning, and the orioles are singing and dancing, and tears are streaming down their faces.
I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection. Suddenly a gust of wind blew and the breeze shook. I thought it was your soul, but I can only wait for the end of love.