1, I miss you like water, how can I be poor?
2, wine into the intestine, into acacia tears.
3, holding hands and crying, actually speechless.
4. The rain falls on the plane leaves, and the leaves sound goodbye.
5. I know I have been in love for a long time, and the sound of the river at Wangjiangtou makes me embarrassed.
6, human feelings are like catkins, melodious and follow the spring breeze.
7, the decline of the orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if old and affectionate.
8, Wang Fu, the river is long, turned into stone, and never looked back.
9, an inch of acacia, there is no arrangement in the world.
10, centrifuge like Xijiang River, and send sails thousands of miles straight.
1 1, Mochow has no confidant in the future, and everyone knows a gentleman.
12, the belt is getting wider and wider, but I don't regret it, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
13, it seems that this star is not last night, who is the wind standing in the middle of the night?
14, it is better to hate each other than to have faith in the tide. Acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
15, friends who paint must be light, and paper-like mountains don't like to be flat.
16, we watched him walk eastward through the tower gate, leaving only footprints behind him.
17, when there is poverty in the corner of the world, there is only endless acacia.
18, if you teach people without hatred, you don't believe there are hoary heads in the world.
19, Taohuatan, three thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun.
20, once the sea is difficult for water, amber forever.
2 1, after the sad farewell, the two should be the same, and the most is that Yueming has no obvious resentment.
22, affectionate since ancient times, more comparable, cold autumn festival!
23, a bottle of wine is bitter and urging, but it is also like running water, Dorset East.
24, the sky is not old, I can't help it. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
25, there is a kind of beauty, I don't forget, I don't look, I think it is crazy.
26. Liu Yang Dongfeng Tree, Qingqing Jiayu River. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.
27. Good people are often straightforward and not enemies of the world. The wicked flatter too much and get nothing.
28. Friend, I have been watching you go down the mountain. Until now, in the dark, I closed the door of the thatched cottage. The spring grass will turn green next year, but what about you, my friend Prince? ?
29, a kind of acacia, two kinds of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
30. When you enter my lovesickness door, you will know that my lovesickness is bitter, long and short.
3 1, thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the sun is shining and the north wind is blowing geese and snow. A gentleman is poor, who wants to meet today without paying for drinks?
32. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
33. Wu is seeing Fujian in the cold rain at night. Friends, if my friends in Luoyang invite me; Just say I'm still Bing Xin Okho, and stick to my faith!
34. I got off the horse, poured you wine and asked where you were going and why. You said you would go back to Zhongnanshan because you were not proud of your life. Just left, I want to ask again, look at the white clouds floating.
35. The yellow leaves have fallen, and you insist on giving up this place where you once lived. The rustling autumn wind will take you to Hanyang Ferry, and the first sunrise will meet you in Yingshan. Several friends and relatives in Jiangdong are waiting for your boat to return from the horizon. When can we meet again and have a hangover?
36. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
In front of my old door, in the yellow grass, we are still wandering, and our hearts are full of sadness. The way you walked into the sky, when I saw the snow falling at dusk, I came back again. When I was young, my father and I traveled abroad, and I had no time to meet you in many difficulties and hardships. Hide your face and cry, where does the dust go?
38. Is it raining all the way to Chu? The bell in the evening came to us from Nanjing. The rain is heavy, the sky is not right, and the birds fly slowly. The Yangtze River flows into the distance of the Yangtze River, and the trees are full of rain. Farewell to my old friend, I love infinity, and tears fall down on the river.
39. Take this opportunity to surround the wall of the third district of Qin and see the five continents. Parting with you, our two officials run counter to each other. After all, the world is just a small place. If you don't do anything wrong, the child will get wet with towels.
40. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue. The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain. Horizon, a corner of the sea, intimate friends are half scattered. A ladle of turbid wine makes me happy. Say goodbye to Meng Han tonight.