From the same dream, don't laugh at the world
The author's theme
The paper is full of absurd words, a bitter tear!
Dou Yun's author is crazy, who can understand the taste?
Geng Qing Luo Feng
There is no material to fill the sky, and you will waste your time in the world of mortals.
Who will remember to give this department a wonderful biography?
There is a monk who talks crazy.
Spoil, I laugh at your stupidity, and I am full of flowers and snow.
After the Lantern Festival, it's time to put out the smoke.
Powder stains and oil stains pollute Baoduang, and Yuanyang is sleepy day and night.
You must wake up after a deep dream, and your mistakes will be repaid!
The word Xijiangyue approved Baoyu.
Looking for sadness and hatred for no reason sometimes seems crazy.
Even if you are born with good skin, your stomach is rough.
Poor and ignorant, stupid and afraid of reading articles.
It is a slander to the world to behave in a remote and perverse way!
Being rich does not know happiness, but being poor is miserable.
There is no hope of living up to the good times at home and abroad.
The world is incompetent first, unparalleled in ancient and modern times.
Send a message to wan ku and Gao Liang: don't affect this style!
Baodai: It's a pity to stop work, but it's a pity to praise it. The jade belt hangs in the forest and is buried in the snow.
Yuan Chun: For 20 years, I have distinguished right from wrong, and Liu Zhanfang has taken care of Gong Wei. Three spring fights for the early spring scenery, and the tiger meets the dream.
Tanchun: I am smart and ambitious. I was born in the last days. Qingming tears are sent to the riverside to see, and Dongfeng dreams.
Xiangyun: What is wealth? Parents were disobedient when they were babies. The beautiful eyes hang oblique light, and the Xiangjiang River died in Chu Yunfei.
Miaoyu: If you want to be clean, you can't be clean. Clouds are not necessarily empty. Poor Xiaoyu finally got stuck in the mud.
Yingchun: I am a Zhongshan wolf. I will go crazy if I succeed. The golden boudoir is full of flowers and willows, and she goes to Huang Liang with one load.
Wang Xifeng: All birds from the last days know that they love talents in this life. Obeying two orders, three people were in a daze, and crying to Jinling was even more sad.
Qiaojie: If you fail, you will lose your family. I met a benefactor because I helped Liu.
Li Wan: When peaches and plums bear fruit in the spring breeze, who is like an orchid in the end? Like ice water, you are jealous in an empty space, and you play jokes on others in vain.
Ke Qing: Boundless love, those who love heaven are in illusion. When love meets, it will dominate her. If you talk nonsense, you will have honor. It's a good start to trouble.
Qingwen: the moon is hard to meet, and the colorful clouds are easy to disperse. The heart is higher than the sky, based on this. Romance and dexterity are offensive. A long life is full of slander, but an affectionate son is empty.
Aroma: I am gentle and smooth, and the sky is like Gui Lan. I am blessed as an actress, but I don't know that my son has no chance.
Xiangling: The roots and stems of lotus are fragrant. Life is really painful. Since the birth of the orphan tree in the two places, the sweet soul has returned to its hometown.
Xichun: It didn't take long to explore the three scenes of spring, and the clothes were replaced with the makeup of the year before. Poor embroidered maid, lying alone beside the ancient Buddha in Deng Qing.
Who is the lover of HarmonyOS system? It's all about romance. Take this day, when you are sad and lonely, try to send your stupidity out. Therefore, the golden mourning jade is used to express this dream of red mansions.
A lifetime of mistakes is a good marriage. I only saw the former alliance of wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are glittering and translucent with snow, and they will never forget the lonely forest on earth. Sighing about the world is a fly in the ointment. Even in the case of Qi Mei, its significance is hardly flat.
One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in my life. If there is a strange fate, how can my heart be empty? One is futile, and the other is alarmist. One is the moon in the water, and the other is the flower in the mirror. I wonder how many tears there are in my eyes, how can I get through autumn to winter and spring to summer!
Hate impermanence, Yuan Chunxi splendor, hate impermanence again. Look, throw everything away. Idle wandering consumes the fragrant soul. Looking around, the road is long, and the mountains are high. So, I told my parents in my dream: My son's life is in the grave, and my family needs to step back and leave early!
Divide the flesh and blood, explore the spring, sail through the storm and throw the flesh and blood home together. I'm afraid crying will damage my old age. Tell my parents not to worry. Poverty has been fixed since ancient times, and there is no chance of clutch. From now on, we will be divided into two places, each keeping safe. I want it back, don't get involved.
Sun Yat-sen Wolf, a ruthless beast, loves his enemies and welcomes spring. He doesn't care about the reason for the day. Blindly arrogant, lustful and greedy. You see, Houmen Banquet is the same as Liu Pu, and the daughter of the government is as dirty as a prostitute. Sighing the fragrance of the soul, carrying a long swing.
It is difficult for the world to make Miaoyu's temperament like orchid, and her talent is richer than fairy. There is little natural loneliness. Your way stinks of meat. You look down on the continuation of the frontier, but you don't know that people who are too tall are more jealous, and so are those who are too clean. Alas, people in the ancient temple of Deng Qing are getting old, and the red foundation is full of spring scenery. In the end, I'm ashamed and go against your wishes. Just like that, flawless white jade is stuck in the mud, so why bother? Grandson sighed.
There are joys and sorrows. In Xiangyun's infancy, parents lamented the death. Living in the jungle, who knows how to pet it? Fortunately, natural heroes are generous and never care about their children's affairs. In that way, the moonlight was bright in Yutang. My fellow has both talent and beauty, and won for a long time. When he was young, he must have folded into a bumpy shape. Finally, the clouds disappeared and the water dried up the Xiangjiang River. This is how many ups and downs in the world, so why be sad!
What do you think when you realize that those three springs are empty flowers and cherish spring? Knock out youth and find a bright sky. Say what? There are many peaches in the sky and many apricots in the cloud. Who survived the autumn? Look, people in Bai Yang Village are sobbing, and ghosts are singing under the green maple forest. What's more, even the grass covers the grave. What's more, yesterday's poor people and today's rich people have worked hard, and spring is at first, and Qiu Guang is at first. Like this, who can escape life and death? According to the news, the precious trees in the west are called whirling trees with lasting fruits.
Smart and tired, Xifeng's mechanism was too smart, but she was killed. Heartbroken before death, ethereal after death. It is better to have a rich family, but eventually a family will die and everyone will go their separate ways. Waste time, spend the rest of your life in your heart. Night is like a dream. Suddenly like the first floor, suddenly like Yi Deng. Ah! One happy and one sad. Sigh the world, it's hard to decide!
Qiaojie, in Qing Yu, Qing Yu and Qing Yu, suddenly met a benefactor. Her mother was very lucky, and so was her mother. She got a lot of merits. Persuade life, help the poor, don't be a cruel uncle like me, a traitor who loves money and forgets his flesh and blood! It's multiplication, division, addition and subtraction, with the sky on it.
Finally, Qin Keqing drew a picture of Liang Chun. Being good at amorous feelings and grasping the moon phase is the foundation of losing home. Losing power is respectful, and the death of family affairs is the original sin. Always because of love.
At night, Li Wan's kindness in the mirror is well-deserved in her dreams! That beautiful youth went to He Xun! Don't mention rust again. Only by wearing a pearl crown and a phoenix coat can we resist impermanence. Although it is, life should not suffer from old age and poverty, but also need to accumulate children and grandchildren. Wearing a hairpin tassel in high spirits, wearing a hairpin tassel in high spirits, with a gold seal on his chest, Wei Hehe has a high title, and the road is close. Can ancient generals still exist? Just an empty name and respect for future generations.
Lock up the birds and throw them into the forest.
Officially, family businesses are dying,
Money, gold and silver are gone,
Good, close to death,
Ruthless, clear retribution
Unfortunately,
Life is back,
No tears,
Tears are gone.
Revenge is not light, and it's all settled.
If you want to know about past lives, you are really lucky to be rich when you are old.
He who sees through everything escapes into an empty door,
Obsessed, lost his life in vain.
Just like eating all the birds and throwing them into the forest, the land is so clean!
Taohuahang
The east wind outside the peach curtain is soft, and the morning makeup inside the peach curtain is lazy. There are people in the peach blossom curtain outside the curtain, and people are not far from the peach blossom. The east wind intends to open the curtain, and the flowers want to peek at it. The peach blossom curtain is still open outside, and the people in the curtain are thinner than peach blossoms. Flowers pity people, flowers are also sad, and the news outside the curtain blows through. The wind blew through the curtains, and the flowers filled the court, and the spring scenery in front of the court was twice as bad. Idle moss courtyard door is empty, railings stand on their own feet. People cry against the east wind, and skirts stand beside peach blossoms. Peach blossom leaves are messy, and flowers bloom in red leaves. The fog wrapped in smoke sealed 10 thousand plants, and the walls of the baking building were blurred with red. The secret is to burn mandarin duck brocade and wake up in spring to move the pillow. The maid's golden basin is flooded, and the fragrance of spring is cold and rouge is reflected. What is rouge? The color of flowers is tears. If people's tears are compared to peach blossoms, they will flow and flatter themselves. Tears are easy to dry when the eyes look at flowers, and they are haggard when the flowers dry in spring. The gaunt flowers cover the gaunt people, and flying flowers are easy to get tired at dusk. Spring in Du Yu is over, and the lonely curtains are empty!
The autumn window is stormy
Autumn flowers are bleak, autumn grass is yellow, Qiu Guang is long, and autumn nights are long. I already feel that the autumn window is boundless, so it is as bleak as the wind and rain! Help autumn wind and autumn rain come quickly! Breaking the autumn window, Qiu Meng is green. I can't bear to sleep in autumn, so I take my tears away from Xiang Qiu's screen. Tears and candles shake Ruo's short hair, which makes you feel sad and disgusted. Whose autumn yard is windless? Where is the autumn window that doesn't rain? Luozhou can't resist the autumn wind, and the lingering sound makes the autumn rain urgent. Even at night, the pulse is blowing, and the lamp seems to be accompanied by tears. The cold smoke courtyard turns into a depression, and the bamboo drops when it is empty. I don't know when the storm will stop, but I have taught my tears to wet the window screen.
Daiyu: A Mourning Speech
Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense? The spring pavilion floats softly, and the falling wool touches the embroidered curtain. The daughter in the boudoir cherishes the spring dusk, full of melancholy, hoes flowers with both hands to embroider the boudoir, and bears the humiliation of falling flowers. The pods of willows and elms come from wheat straw, regardless of whether peaches float with Li Fei. Peaches and plums can be delivered next year. Who do you know in the boudoir next year? The fragrant nest has been built in March, and Liang Jianyan is too heartless! Although we can peck at flowers and hairs next year, it's not a good idea. People will tend to go to empty nests. 360 days a year, wind, knife, frost and sword are pressing each other, and when they can shine brightly, once they drift, they are hard to find. Bloom was easy to find, but he suffocated the man who buried the flowers on the steps. He leaned against the flower hoe and secretly shed tears, spilling blood on the branches above. The cuckoo was silent at dusk, and the lotus hoe returned to cover the heavy door. When the blue light shone on the wall, people began to sleep, but the window was not warm. Blaming slaves is double pain, half pity and half trouble: pity suddenly turned into trouble and even silence. Last night, I sent a sad song outside the court, knowing that it was a flower soul and a bird soul? The soul of a flower and a bird is always hard to stay, and the bird is ashamed of itself without words. May slaves have wings and fly to the end of the sky with flowers. After all, where is Xiangshan? Hide the wind without a trick. It's better to be clean than trapped in a ditch. I am going to die and be buried, but I don't know when Nong will die. The man who buried the flowers is laughing today, but who did he know when he buried them? Let's see the residual flowers of spring gradually falling, which is the time when beauty dies of old age. No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!
Baoyu Zi Ling Zhou Song
The pond was cold in the autumn wind all night, blowing away the ruby shadow of the lotus. The leaves of Polygonum hydropiper are full of sorrow, and the frost weighs heavily on the stems. I don't smell the sound of chess all day, and the mud is a little dirty. The ancients said goodbye is a friend, now I am a brotherhood!
Poems sent by Baochai to Daiyu
The succession of sad time series is also clear autumn. Feel uncomfortable at home and put your troubles aside. There is a mystery in Beitang. Why forget your worries? I can't solve my worries, my heart is pounding. The autumn wind is cloudy and sour, and the frost leaves in the atrium are withered. Where to go? I lost my joy. I'm afraid of my lungs and liver! Only tuna has a pool, but cranes have beams. Scales lurk and feathers grow! Scratching my hair and asking questions, but I know that Yu will never be hurt. The milky way is cold, the moonlight is oblique, and the jade leaks. Worried about Bing Bing Xi, send me a lamentation, sing after singing, and send me a bosom friend.
Parasitic grass
I'm not you, and I don't know Iraq from him. It's okay to come and go. I am very sad and happy, and I also said that I am very close and intimate. It used to be boring, but now it's boring in retrospect!
Furong's daughter
Peace in Victoria is hard-won. This is a glorious and beautiful month, but also a helpless day. Yee Justin is covered in jade. Although the four are small, they are sincere and sincere. This is a sacrifice to Qiu Yan Furong's daughter in Bai Di Palace. It says: I miss my daughter. It has been ten years since she was in the troubled times. The surname of his hometown has been forgotten for a long time. And jade was found between the pillow and the comb, perched in the evening of banquets and tours, intimate and profane, and spent five years in August with * * *. Looking back on her daughter's life, her quality is not enough to describe her preciousness, her sex is not enough to describe her cleanliness, her spirit is not enough to describe her essence, and her appearance is not enough to describe her color. Sisters have a good impression on Xianxian, and they admire Huide. Unexpectedly, the pigeon hates its height and the eagle is surprised; I'm jealous of its bad smell. I'm surprised that Eupatorium odoratum was stung! Flowers are afraid of themselves, but arrogant; Liu Ben is so sad, why not take a bath? I am deeply sorry for being slandered occasionally by methods. So the cherry lips are red and faded, and the rhyme is groaning; Apricot noodles are fragrant and dry, and the color is Chen Han. Zhuo Yaoxi, from the screen; Thorns and hazelnuts spread to households. If you hire people, you will replace them, but in the end you will be angry. It is both endless and endless. High standards of jealousy, boudoir hate Changsha; I'm dangerous. I'm in pain in the wild. Self-storage bitterness, who died of pity; Fairy clouds, sweet toes are hard to find. Where there are mainland fans, there is the fragrance of death; If the sea fails, there will be no medicine for rebirth. Eyebrows were black and blue, and I was still painting yesterday; The ring is cold, but who is warm today? The medicine left in the cauldron is still there, and the traces of tears are still there. Parting in the mirror, worrying about opening the musk moon; Comb the flying dragon and mourn the sandalwood cloud tooth. Entrust the gold to the grass, pick up the jade and close the dust. Empty building? ? Magpie, hanging the needle of Qixi; Who will continue the five elements without Yuanyang? Kuang Naijin is a festival. When Bai Di was in power, he had a dream that there was no one in the empty room. Tongjie is dark, and the fragrant soul and the beautiful image are sold together; Honor account incense residue, breathed heavily * * * fine words. Even the sky is fading, it is not alone; Crickets are everywhere. Expose the moss and build by laying bricks or stones late, and wear curtains without cold anvil; The rain falls on the autumn wall, and the courtyard next door looks at the flute. The name is still alive, and the parrot is still calling in front of the eaves; Brilliant quality will die, and the begonia outside the threshold will grow old. After grabbing the screen, the lotus petals are silent; In front of the grass-fighting court, the blue buds are in vain. Throw the residual embroidery thread, who will cut the silver ribbon; Broken ice silk, golden bucket, fragrant incense is not ironed. Yesterday, I was ordered to go to Fiona Fang. Today, I have been kind to others. I went back to crutches and threw away loneliness. It's the smell of the coffin being smashed, and it's a shame to violate the alliance; Stone is a disaster, and shame is like ashes. Er is the rib of the west wind ancient temple, which is full of green phosphorus; Sunset barren hills, scattered bones. The elms are rustling and the flowers are rustling. You can crow apes in the fog and cry ghosts around the smoke. In the account of being a red scorpion, the son is affectionate; I believe that my daughter's life is thin in Huangtuling! Runan tears and blood, speckled on the west wind; Zize in the middle, silently v. Lengyue. Oh! Treat quotations as a curse and envy the gods. Pliers say slave's mouth, beg for forgiveness; I'm still angry when I cut the bitch's heart! Although you have a shallow relationship with dust, jade is never tired of it. I can't help asking questions because I am exhausted. Only then did I know that God hung down and the Flower Palace was waiting for a letter. She gave birth to Whelan, and she ruled the lotus in death. Listening to the little maid seems to be nonsense; The thought of turbid jade is justified. What is this? Yesterday, Ye Fashan took the soul to write a monument, and Li Changji was written to remember. Although things are different, the reason is one. So, birds of a feather flock together, people are divided into groups, people are divided into groups, and evil is not right? At the beginning, I believed that the balance entrusted to me by God was the most harmonious and cooperative, and I lived up to everything I was given. Because I hope it is not ignorant, otherwise I will degenerate to this point, and I will not use vulgar words, which will pollute my hearing. What attracted him was a song that said, "Why is the sky so pale that you can swim across the vault with jade?" ? Why is the land so vast, driving a Yao elephant down to the spring soil? Looking at the umbrella cover, suppressing the light at the bottom of the basket? Lie Yu is the leader, Wei Wei is weak on the side. Qu Honglong thinks that it is better to follow Xi and watch Shu Yue face Xi? Listen to the train tracks, turn over and collect them. It smells rich and sudden. Why is it funny? The dazzling skirt lit up, and you thought the bright moon could stop it? It is an altar made of cockroaches, and the lotus flame is made of candle blue paste. Wen crawled, feeling embarrassed, embarrassed to float in Guangxi. Looking at the cloud, expecting, what seems to be it? What do you hear in a trance? I'm sweaty and dying, and I'm more willing than dust. Forward company drives me, Hebei company carries me back? I'm too generous. I'm just a fool. Why? However, Jun Yan has been sleeping for a long time, so what about the change of fate? This is awkward and stable, but it is true and absurd. I'm still bound and attached, and I'm still smart. Come on, stop, come on! If my husband lives in the HarmonyOS system, he is silent. Although he is here, I can't see him. Just put a gun in order to smoke a cigarette, but to step on it. Be alert to Ada's drowsiness and release the bitter taste of lotus seeds. Motome is in Guiyang and Fu Fei is in Zhu Lan. Blowing sheng and Joan Hinton attack the enemy. The concubine who was recruited began to bask in Lishan. Turtles are the spirit of Lop, animals dance in salty pools, dive in Chishui and sing dragons, and gather in Zhu Lin and Xifeng. Very honest, very honest, and very embarrassed. It started in the lower city and returned to Xuanpu. It is microscopic, but if it passes through the complex, it will be blocked. Intermittent clouds, misty rain in the air. The dust is gathering, the stars are high and the mountains in the afternoon are beautiful. What kind of heart is heavy, if it is alive. Yu Nai looked disappointed, crying and hesitating. People's language is lonely and naturally embarrassing. Birds fly in fright, fish swish. Mourning is prayer, and ceremony is auspicious. Alas! Shang Xiang!