Plums fall like snow, and they are still full after being brushed.
Stay away from hatred like grass in spring, go further and live better. Yu Lin Liu Lingyong.
The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest.
All the accounts are not in the mood, and the blue boat urges me to send them where I miss them.
Holding hands and staring at tears, I was speechless and choked up.
Reading-go to a thousand miles of smoke and waves, and the twilight sinks into the sky.
Since ancient times, it is more worthy of being left out in the autumn festival.
Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan, the evening breeze and the waning moon.
After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene.
Even if there are thousands of customs offices in Qian Qian, who should I talk to?
3 "Sound Slow" Li Qingzhao
Looking around, cold and lonely, sad and sad. It's the hardest to stop when it's warm and cold at first. How can you hit him because he is late and in a hurry? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.
There are yellow flowers all over the floor. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! 4 "Welcome" Li Yu
Nothing, go to the West Building alone, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely Wutong Academy locks the autumn. If I keep cutting, my brain is still in a mess, which is a kind of sadness, especially a taste in my heart. 5 "Hairpin Phoenix" Lu You.
Red crisp hands, yellow wine. Liu Dongfeng evil, the palace wall of spring scenery in the city, has a thin sense of joy. I was sad for several years. No, no, no. Spring is as old as before, and there are few people. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall, and the pool is idle. Although Meng Shan was there, it was difficult to hold the book.
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late; The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. It's hard to talk alone! Difficult! Difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away; The trumpet sounds cold, the night is dim, people dare not ask questions, and tears pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
7 "Su Mu" Fan Zhongyan
Blue sky, yellow leaves, autumn waves, cold smoke on the waves.
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
The grass is ruthless, and it is even more ruthless outside the sunset.
Dark homesickness, chasing travel, every night unless, good dreams make people sleep.
Mingyue Building rests on its own,
Wine turns into homesick tears. 8 "Partridge Day" Xin Qiji
Before the tears of the sun dried, the rest of the fame was added to the rice. Send infinite trees in the air, and rain clouds bury the mountains. There are thousands of hates at present, only joys and sorrows. The source of this river is not a storm, and there is no place on earth that is difficult to go! "9 Langtaosha" Li Yu
Outside the curtain, the rain is gurgling and the spring is fading. Luozhou can't stand the five-degree cold. In his dream, he didn't know he was a guest, but he was greedy and happy in the morning. He doesn't lean on the fence when he is alone, and he is easy to see when he is in trouble. When the truth comes out, the spring is gone, which is heaven and earth. +00 Su Shi's Jiangchengzi. 38800.8886888886 1
Ten years of life and death are endless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. There is nowhere to talk about a lonely grave. Even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost. At night, you suddenly dream of going home. The window of Xiao Xuan is being renovated. You care about each other silently, but there are only a thousand tears. It is expected that your heart will break every year, and there will be a bright moon in the moon and a low mountain in the pine.