Qingshan wants to talk down-to-earth, with thousands of troops. The misty rain is low, I hope not to come.
People always worry when they talk on their heads. Sha Ou clapped his hands and laughed with a sad face.
In the evening, Western jackdaw in the west is sad, and Liutang is green but gentle. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.
Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. -Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
-Li Bai's autumn wind poem
Heartbroken, tears are hard to collect, and acacia belongs to xiaohonglou. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
Jathyapple Loutai, Chou-heung Courtyard, people come and go cheerfully. Who is sad when autumn comes? Song Yu was so sad!
Divide cups and plates, sing and dance at leisure, and ask him what's so sad about? It's also sad to think about it. It's rainy and windy on the Double Ninth Festival.
At the end of spring, Baochai parted, Taoyedu crossed and Nanpu Ada was dark. I'm afraid of climbing up high-rise buildings. It's windy and rainy for nine days in ten days.
The heartbroken patch is almost flushed, and no one cares. Who will call prostitutes to stop?
Look at the temple. Try to count the flowers in the psychological period.
Luo Zhang's lamp is faint, sobbing in his dream: it is his spring that brings sadness. Where does it lead? But I don't understand, I'm going home!
Expose the waste pool willow with a cigarette fan, and wash it in the rain to dry. Like the spring breeze, wash and dry the rain.
Take off your pants and go home quickly. I hate thousands of feelings. Hate thousands of feelings, each boring and singing.
The mulberry pickers had to stop asking questions and live alone in a dangerous house. Relying on a dangerous building alone, I don't believe there are other troubles in the world.
It's time for you to go to bed. You can go back to rest. You can return it and say that you will settle accounts with Xifeng.
Tell the wine booth. Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.
Break your hat and add more hair. Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and thin and mature become romantic. Two or three geese are also bleak.
Beautiful women pay more attention to dating than farewell. Qingjiang River is frozen in cold weather, and the water depth is frozen. A broken road wheel has four corners where pedestrians pin their bones.
Ask who makes you sad? It is wrong to cast today's homesickness, and it is expected to be very hard at first. Long night flute, don't play!
Qin Guan's:
Subtract Mulan
Tianya hates old people, but lonely people don't ask. If you want to see the ileum, you will break the golden incense.
The moth got longer, but the spring breeze didn't appear. I'm trapped in a dangerous building and I'm worried about flying.
Huanxisha
The desert is colder than the small building, the hooligans are like poor autumn, and the screen is quiet and light.
Free flying flowers are as light as dreams, endless silk rain is as thin as sorrow, and small silver hooks hang curtains.
Tasha shop
The fog is gone, the moon is gone, and Taoyuan is nowhere to be found.
Plum blossoms are sent with the post, and fish are scattered. This hatred has no weight. Chen Qiang is lucky to visit Chen Shan. Who will go to Xiaoxiang?
Su Shi's:
Jiang Chengzi Mao Yi remembers the dream of the 20th day of the first month.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
There are many, many things that can't be done. If you have any questions, please send me an email:
Looking around, lonely and sad. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of light wine,
Why did you object to him, coming late and rushing? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence!
Red lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. I can't eliminate this situation, but I frown, but I care.
Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night.
Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Do not die. West wind blinds, people are thinner than yellow flowers.
Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
-Li Qingzhao's "A Piece of Plum"
Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, Mancheng spring willow.
Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years.
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. -Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix"
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked.
Acacia knows when to meet, and this night is embarrassing.
-Li Bai's autumn wind poem
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. -Yuan Zhen's "Thinking from Four Poems"
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Ask the world what love is and teach life and death. -Yuan Haowen "Fishing, Two Songs One"
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk. -Su Shi's "Jiangchengzi"
The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... —— Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow.
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei. -Yan "Two Poems of Linjiang Fairy".
Buttonwood tree, it is raining in the middle of the night, and the hobby that never leaves is bitter. A leaf, a sound, empty footsteps fall into the light. -Wen, "More Leaking Three Third Songs"
For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. -Gu Zhen's Confessions
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems
If you ask how much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. -He Zhu's "Hengtang Road"
Since that parting, I have always missed that beautiful meeting and hugged you in my dream many times. -Yan's "Partridge Day Trilogy One"
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. -Liu Yong's Lin Yuling
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. -Yan Shu's Lou Yuchun
Acacia has no words, don't waste your tears on flowers. -Yan's "Three Songs and Two Songs of Partridge Sky"
Sadness is getting farther and farther away, and the distance is like spring water. -Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Beach
You have to send colorful stationery and rulers to know where the mountains are long and where the water is wide. -Yan Shu's "Magpie Tread"
Away from hate, like spring grass, you are still alive as you go further and further. -Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le"
I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. -Liu Yong's Wu Fengqi
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. -Anonymous The Book of Songs.
There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy. -Anonymous "Feng Qiuhuang Qin Song"
Hua Tang Chun Na Lan Rong Ruo
Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?
Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.
There are beautiful women in the north, and they are peerless and independent. Take care of the city first, then the country. I'd rather not know the whole city and country, but it's hard to get another beautiful woman!
The snow in Cheng Nan is messy.
The world of mortals in the east of the city is hard to keep a promise.
1. North City. Looking back, it was amber. Turn for a lifetime.
2. When the dust settles and the lead is washed away, who will take care of her hands and pour out the world? Who won the beauty and traveled around the world with her?
The phoenixes who used to play here, so that this place is named after them, they failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.
4. lament the red face and tears, the death of the hero, the world has many hardships. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?
Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
You should remember that the rosewood hasn't come out yet, and I didn't go either.
7. Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, frowning, destined to be a thing of the past.
8. The world of mortals is beginning to fill, and mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.
9. The past events covered by years are fleeting and cast a faint sadness in a hurry.
10. Those prosperous sorrows will eventually become the past.
Please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful.
1 1. When Long song was crying, for those promises that could not be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, she finally dispersed into clouds.
12. You should remember that year, Na Yue, east of weeping willows.
13. where is the prosperity of the vast land?
14. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal ties;
Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations.
15. The breeze is wet and the tea is blowing.
Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.
16. LAM Raymond, Qionghu song month, the first floor of Long song.
Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine.
Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.
17. The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals is fleeting.
18. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
19. At both ends of life, we stand on each other's shores.
20. The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.
2 1. cling to the old, imprison time and space, and suddenly come to an end.
22. The dream is full of flowers, and this feeling is not over. This meaning is unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still young.
23. People can never see the lens, but I mean a thousand years in the world, like an instant.
24. Illusion is boundless, once met, it will never be forgotten. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?
25. I know that this love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! .
26. I'd rather we didn't care about each other. I hope we never forget rivers and lakes.
27. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers, people come and go, and they are prosperous.
28. If you leave, it has nothing to do with romance. Time is like water and the world is full of dust.
29. Red face refers to old beauty.
30. Who can laugh in Long song thousands of miles away after ten years of suffering?
Aestheticism poetry
1, change your life with my three fireworks.
2. I am young and energetic.
3, long streets, countless fireworks, you pick up the lights and look back.
Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.
5, how many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.
6, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
7. Let him know everything and smile at you.
8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
10, listen to the string break, break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.
1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.
12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
13. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.
14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
15, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies.
16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.
18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am.
20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.
23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.
24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.
25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.
28, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, my life is up to me.
29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.
30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan.
3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.
32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.
Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
34. Just let it be, mountains and rivers don't meet.
35. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.
37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.
38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.
40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk.
42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.
43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?
44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.
45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn.
48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
49. Life is as unusual as the first time.
50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears.