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The snow falls gently and melts little by little. Looking from a distance, there is a trace of heartache.
The reason why peach blossoms are lonely is because they grow for those who are in love and bloom for those who are sad.
Endless love turns into pain; ultimate love turns into sorrow.
When the world is completely silent, I don’t know whether it is sad or sad.
Still water flows deep, and the sound of music plays songs; the clouds and sunshine in three lives are full of joys and sorrows.
There are hundreds of beauties in the world, but you are the only one I love.
There is no sadness in this season when you leave. Only the endless longing is spreading wildly.
You can live happily and die without regrets.
Gather up the eternal love and crush the deep lovesickness.
The river is lonely, with dark green on both sides, and your figure is standing everywhere.
The aura of melancholy and clear distance is a distant and untouchable sadness, like a faint cloud and a lonely moon, which can only look into the distance of the sky.
The lights are shining, the voices are dim, and the songs are endless.
Dark clouds cover the moon, and there are no traces of people. It is indescribable to be so lonely.
Thousands of stories are nothing more than sad feelings; when people pass through the water, the bright moon is like frost.
Because there is nothing I can do, I let nature take its course.
Listen to the broken string and cut off those three thousand obsessions. The falling flowers are obliterated, and the wind is obliterated. If the flower is pity, it falls on whose fingertips.
Love is the most hurtful and profound martial art in the world.
A pair of people from one generation to another in their lifetime, competing for education and ecstasy. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?
The four seasons should be wonderful, if you are still here.
Who will burn the smoke away and scatter the ties of vertical and horizontal ties.
I don’t know the origin of love, but I am deeply in love with you, but no matter what, I am like a beautiful family, but in the end I am defeated, and the years pass by like a fleeting time.
If you smile, the sun will shine all over the city.
One flower, one world, one leaf, one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.
Who can swallow the tears while drinking sake slowly? I hope that someone will call you by your name again.
When an actor enters a painting, his life will be far away. In those years, cardamom would last forever.
Ask Huahua without saying a word, for whom did she fall? For whom? Counting three parts of the spring scenery, half with the flowing water and half with the dust.
Allow me three thousand pens and inks to paint your most beautiful and beautiful picture.
There are countless prosperous things, and I can’t help but fall in love. Thousands of threads, hundreds of twists and turns, dust flying in the mountains and rivers, laughter and colorful clothes are all luxurious. It's hard to let go of love, hard to stay in heart. Flowers facing the moonlight night turn into sand between fingers in the blink of an eye. It is better to forget each other for the rest of our lives and go back to see the faint green mountains, the distant flowing water, and the end of the world. The subtle fragrance floats and the flowers fall. After the flowers fall, there may not be peace.
A pair of people for life, half drunk, half awake and half floating.
The night is full of green lotuses and the moon, and the ink marks are full of red makeup; the white pistils under the bodhisattva on the peach blossom face become flowing light; in the poem's chapters, the flowers separated by the mirror are not only jacarandas but also pale; who can make a pair of palace merchants in the strings with frowning eyes? .
The time is quiet and good, and I talk to you; the years are flowing slowly, and I am with you; the prosperity has faded, and I am old with you.
I once worried that being sentimental would harm my holy life, and when I entered the mountains, I was afraid that I would not be able to live in a beautiful city. I have peace of mind in this world, and I will live up to the Tathagata and your Majesty.
When a thought arises, the end of the world is so close; when a thought is extinguished, the end of the world is so close.
Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
Turn around, a wisp of cold fragrance is far away, the passing snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Would you like to save me in the next life?
That’s it, the mountains and rivers will never meet again.
When I first put on my makeup in the world of mortals, let me speak first and sing "Missing You Like Running Water".
You have made my waiting pale and mocked my persistence.
If you notice my withering, will you remember that I once bloomed for you like that?
If memories can be drunk, the past can be a hangover. When I woke up, the sky was still clear and the wind was still clear, but after all, the two sides of time could not be separated by a single reed. I know your thoughts. No more words are needed, I will forget you in the rivers and lakes, drink the vicissitudes of life, feed my belly with my years, make my clothes rich and beautiful with the years, turn around quietly after a thousand turns, and then leave.
If you never leave me, I will depend on you for life and death.
Wish to win the heart of one person and stay together forever. They become husband and wife, and there is no doubt about their love for each other.
I will give you three lives of fireworks in exchange for your lifetime of confusion.
Every time you look back, you will see an illusion, and you will know who is on the other side. ——Tang Xianzu's "The Peony Pavilion"
I was shocked to realize that I didn't show my lovesickness, it turned out that it was just because it was deep in my bones. ——Tang Xianzu's "The Peony Pavilion"
What I fear most is not that two people who love each other hurt each other, but that two people who have loved each other for a long time suddenly separated and passed each other like strangers. And passed. I couldn't bear that kind of cruel process, because I couldn't understand how the intimacy implanted in the flesh and blood at the beginning could turn into the indifference of forgetting each other in the future.