Poems about flowers and leaves on the other side 1. All the poems about flowers on the other side.
mandragora
-[Song] Chen
My garden is very good,
The jade room is covered with jade.
The autumn wind dare not blow,
It's called Tianxiang.
The money that smokers dream of,
Drunk wood makeup.
At the same time, different tones,
Xiao Yue's light is low.
Flowers bloom on the other side,
Leaves in full bloom will never be seen.
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death,
Sansheng stone is predestined friends.
Flowers and leaves are divided into two stages.
Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
Meng Po had a bowl of soup in his stomach.
It's hard to forget by the Santu River.
(2)
There are flowers on the other side,
There is no chance between flowers and leaves.
Forget Sichuan, the waves are calm,
There is a natural barrier between him and the coast.
The passers-by of the fire are long,
Cause and effect are scattered in past lives.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad.
Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye.
(3)
The afterlife shines on the other side, and bloom has a thousand years.
Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.
Vernal equinox flower
Bloom is far away,
It's hard to get hurt again.
The west wind is cool alone,
The east wind is unbearable.
2. Poems about flowers on the other side
On Thursday, August 6, 2009, at 03:22 p.m, the flower on the other side of bloom has been in existence for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet again.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. "-thoughts floating in the underworld is the night that inhabits the lonely soul, but I am surprised by the trembling of the soul. You are gorgeous and gorgeous, like blood, and the carpet stretches the lonely beard. I pray that I can't hold your hand in the afterlife. I regret never seeing you again in my life. I would rather give up the afterlife for a quick glance with you and let the eternal resident Naihe Bridge dye it in another color with love. Tears of flowers on the other side shed. In the gloom, the only romance on the road brought tears to my dreams, and the past life has passed. Every thousand years, bloom's flowers are falling flowers with tears and blood. The Buddha said that life is still brilliant without waiting tears. At the turn of the Millennium, we have experienced another thousand years.
I miss each other but can't meet each other alone on the other side of the road. I meet you in my dream. You are a lotus without roots, and I am a safflower on the other side. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood.
You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
At that moment, falling in love with you was the doom of my life, and there was nowhere to escape. I will wait forever! Three thousand days have changed, and you are finally old.
I'm still falling, and the dark river is gurgling ahead, giving me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty.
When you set foot on Naihe Bridge, quiet inside, your heart is like a rock. And I, on the other hand, turned off the flowers.
Heartbroken, disheartened ....................................................................................................................................................................., I'm still alive! No soul, only body! But keep loving you! The flowers are on the other side! Always bloom leisurely on the other side! The heart of this shore, only on this shore, hesitates how many fireworks, how many dreams to pay between the wind and rain, and turns with the water.
I saw it. Get out! Disappeared, remember! My first love bloomed on you. You stamp it out.
Me, lost on the other side! In a previous life, we flew under the same sky. In this life, you are on the other side. I'm on this shore. I stare at your tearful face and feel your heartbreaking voice, but I can't wipe away your tears.
It's a waste of time before it's over ... The end of things is like bloom's coming to an end ... The wind blows away, and the emotional memory of not having loved is long, and the loved one is fleeting. What I can't forget is that feeling. What I saw disappeared.
I stood at the ends of the earth and heard the soil sprout. Waiting for the epiphyllum to bloom again.
Leave the fragrance to the years, there is no lighthouse on the other side, and I am still looking around, white-haired in the dark. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and leaves and flowers will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. You are a flower blooming on the other side! Will always be my fatal temptation! I swam through your deep eyes with words, deep eyes.
It is countless years and tears that always drown me deeply, and the bonus is like fire. Dusk lights the clouds on the horizon, the sunset sings to the water, and the ripples are sad.
Stretch out your arm, it is still beyond your touch in your life, it is still an unreachable distance, it is your deep sigh. Also, withered petals! Never reach the other shore will always be the support of happiness in this life! Maybe just looking at each other from a distance can keep your misty thoughts down! 1. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? The flowers on the other side bloom in front of Sansheng Stone, and the flowers on the other side cry alone, and the gorgeous people don't return.
At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.
Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! 2. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever. Only in this aspect can we hesitate to pay how many fireworks, how many dusty dreams are extinguished with the flow of water, and what we see has disappeared. Remember, the flowers have been spent ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind has blown away, and there will be no more ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I'll wait three thousand days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. I will still fall to the other side. This kind of flower grows on the banks of the Yellow River. You may think it is not the most beautiful flower, but it must be the most injured flower. It has a god all its life. Words are accompanied by flowers on the other side. The sound of the piano haunts the Olympic bells. The fog rose. It is burning bright red with flowers and tears. The fog that lingers for thousands of years evokes acacia. The flowers on the other side are the feathers left by Cupid when he swept the sky. A fog gently dispersed, leaving a thousand-year-old oath. The flower on the other side is a sharp arrow shot by Al themis. No matter how helpless, how sorry, how happy, leave and then throw it out. The wounds of the Millennium will never heal, and now the flowers on the other side are blooming again, and the vows are intertwined. Who is it waiting for? 1 My world will gradually cool down and then go out. When darkness begins to appear, this is the end of the journey. If there is no light in this darkness, everything will be impossible. Like a seed scattered by the wind, I think I'm lost. Like a ship in the dark, I don't think I can dock. However, time and space are still brightly lit. Like a lighthouse, slowly guide me to the other side, the sky where the stars gather, without your dazzling fragrance. Bloom 6 walked through the desolate riverbank, and the ecstasy of life was suddenly surprised by the sudden release of light on the other side. I almost mistakenly thought that the world started from this moment before the boundary between life and death, and the flowers on the other side of life spread out. In the end, I suddenly forgot what started to light the torch on the other side. Take out the time that has completely disappeared and look at everything carefully. Under the fragrance of the other shore, it is like a mountain spring spewing. 8 Life moves from abundance to withering. The life that flies by is hurried and vague. Only by stopping and looking back can we ponder it carefully. When you look back, you see the other side. 9. Looking back at that moment, time stayed in the sky, and the clouds finally gathered into a river.
3. Poems about flowers on the other side
( 1)
There is no other shore on the other side of bloom.
The soul is still in Sichuan.
I don't know the smell of smoke when I'm drunk,
The lights in the dream are faintly cold.
Flowers and leaves don't meet for a thousand years,
Fate is full of life and dance.
Flowers can't explain words, flowers instantly,
The Buddha crossed my heart and sighed.
(2)
Flowers bloom on the other side,
Leaves in full bloom will never be seen.
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death,
Sansheng stone is predestined friends.
Flowers and leaves are divided into two stages.
Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
Meng Po had a bowl of soup in his stomach.
It's hard to forget by the Santu River.
-Stealing jade
(3)
There are flowers on the other side,
There is no chance between flowers and leaves.
Forget Sichuan, the waves are calm,
There is a natural barrier between him and the coast.
The passers-by of the fire are long,
Cause and effect are scattered in past lives.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad.
Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye.
-the return of the dream.
(4)
The afterlife shines on the other side, and bloom has a thousand years.
Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.
Phyl
(5)
The flowers are on the other side,
The flower of forgetfulness.
Flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan.
The flowers are on the other side,
Devil's flower.
Love has long been reluctant to read.
The flowers are on the other side,
Shui Jing yue Hua
The flower shadow in the mirror is very long.
The flowers are on the other side,
Purple flower of strangers.
The world of mortals is rolling without touching.
The flowers are on the other side,
The flower of death.
The sky is empty and the leaves are slender.
The flowers are on the other side,
Desert Flower.
Heart and wish are the opposite of dreams.
The flowers are on the other side,
The flower of reincarnation.
There are endless flowers.
The flowers are on the other side,
Flower of dreams.
Tianxin infinite flowers smile.
-the return of the dream.
4. Poems of Flowers on the Other Side
Original publisher: crazy pinch flash talk about purple crown
The other shore flower poem 62616964757a68696416fe78988e69d833133336237621. Flowers bloom on the other side, but leaves fall on bloom forever. Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years. A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves. Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered. May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye. 3. The other side of the Yellow River, bloom Millennium. Love is not a cause and effect, but a fallen leaf for a thousand years. 4. The flowers on the other side are the sorrow of past lives. Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Blood, fire, dancing in sorrow. Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair. Confused, I saw the fiery figure ahead. Get lost and catch a glimpse of the bridge around you. Confusion, despair, loss, rebirth. We walked in this way, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or our souls have turned red, or we have lost everything in this life and gained rebirth. Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo soup. The dark world, either away or back. The flowers on the other side are out of reach, how sad Naihe Bridge is, and how helpless it is to leave it behind. Squat down, touch the flowers on the other side, turn your head and observe Naihe Bridge. Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of the world,
5. What are the poems about flowers on the other side?
The narrative in Prague Red Guan Ren is that the soul on the other side of bloom has no other side, but it is still forgotten in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke and waves in my dream. Lights dim, bloom is cold, and flowers dance for thousands of years. Flowers can't understand these words. The flowers over there bloom over there, and the blooming leaves will never be seen. ( 1)
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death. Flowers and leaves are two stages of life, and Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
A bowl of soup in Meng Po is unforgettable. -stealing jade (2) there are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves.
Forgetting that the river is calm, he has a natural barrier with the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered.
May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye.
-Mourning for a thousand dreams (3) The other side of the Yellow River shines for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. -Phyl (4) flowers on the other side, forgotten flowers. Flowers fall and forget the other side of Sichuan.
The flower on the other side, the devil's flower. Love has long been reluctant to read.
Flower on the other side, water moon mirror flower. The flower shadow in the mirror is very long.
Flowers are on the other side, purple strangers' flowers. The world of mortals is rolling without touching.
Flowers on the other side, flowers on the grave. The sky is empty and the leaves are slender.
Flowers on the other side, flowers of desert dust. Heart and wish are the opposite of dreams.
The flower on the other side, the flower of reincarnation. There are endless flowers.
Flowers on the other side, flowers of dreams. Tianxin infinite flowers smile.
-A thousand dreams (5) The sorrow of the other side of the flower in its past life; Naihe Bridge, the bond of this life. Like blood, like fire, dancing in sadness; Abandoned, forgotten, reborn in despair.
Confused, I saw the fiery red ahead, lost, and caught a glimpse of the Naihe Bridge around me. Confused, desperate, left behind, reborn, we walked like this, with the passing of life and time, only to find that we have come to an end, or that our soul has become fiery red, or that we have lost everything in this life and been reborn.
Pick a flower on the other side and drink a bowl of Mengpo tea. The dark world, either away or back.
Flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, out of reach, how sad it is; Naiheqiao, what can you do? If you don't give up, you will be left behind. How helpless this is. Squat down and touch the flowers on the other side; Tilt your head and observe Naihe Bridge.
Past lives, a sad and desperate world, is it nostalgia? Is it discarded? Staring at the darkness of this world, leaving a drop of cold tears, or holding a little. All this can only be chosen by yourself, or you can't choose by yourself.
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Silver Powder (6) Legend has it that there is a flower called the flower on the other side, which is the memory of past lives and the witness of the afterlife. Walking on the Naihe Bridge, with faint ancient lights and worn bronze mirrors, she and his past have long been engraved on the Sansheng stone, and the leaf demon Shahua will never meet again. So, what about them? On the way to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, everything in front of me disappeared without a trace. Bloodshed flowers bloomed on the other side of the river, which awakened the memory. Confused figure, lone star, crossed hands, closed his eyes and went back to the past, as if there was no change, only to look back at the banks of the three maps. The flowers on the other side of the river are covered with feathers/little Xiao Kui, and there are purple flowers.
On the stone steps, Jade Man never came. I think the moon will be there tomorrow, and the moon will be foggy.
Look up at the oblique path and forget to cross it. I love the other shore and everything is in my heart.
Flowers and leaves will never be seen, but they will bloom for two generations. It's empty, and there are three roads every other day.
Flowers bury the fire, accompanied by leaves into love. Quietly, looking into the air, thinking of jade people, never listening.
Vaguely leave songs, rain falls on the whole city, flowers fall and fly, and long purples erode the road. It's as if I saw the African-American dragon's paw blossom, and three roads were forgotten in Cheng Nan.
Listening to the rain alone in the tall building, raising a glass to invite the shadows to recall the old feelings. As drunk as a fiddler, I knocked on the bronze bell, and tears filled my eyes.
I want to be calm, too. It's hard to be calm again. It is because I dream of keeping an isolated city, which is infinitely fragrant and avoids all beings, so melodramatic! -falling in love with the deceased, I am indifferent to the souls, tears, dreams and the world of mortals that come and go in a hurry. After all, I can't resist time. Time can turn everything into smoke and annihilate all sentient beings, but the flame of life is extinguished little by little in laughter. I'd say bloom leaves her mind at rest. I love you without resentment. I remember that I wanted to love you forever, and I longed for the flowers on the other side. Forget it? Come back? Set sail on the other side of the river. We are doomed to tragedy, sigh, forget the river and banish the memory on the other side. It's all over long ago. The beginning of reincarnation only saw the final ending, passing through your fingers. Love dies in your heart. The distance on the other side is out of reach, and loneliness once reappeared.
6. Poems in The Book of Songs, poems about flowers on the other side.
The Buddhist scripture says, "The flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and the flowers and leaves will never meet. Love is not a cause and effect, and fate is doomed to life and death. "
Buddha said:
Sanskrit paramita
The cloud reached the other shore.
Interpretation of Meaning and where will you go
Birth and death in the environment
Like water and waves
It is called this shore.
Leave the country without birth or death.
Like water, it often flows.
It's called the other shore
The realm of life and death
Call it this shore
Beyond the realm of life and death
Call it the other shore
Is the other side of nirvana.
Buddha said the other shore
There is no life, no death.
No pain and sorrow.
No desire, no desire
It is a paradise to forget all the sadness.
And flowers.
Beyond the three realms
Not in the five elements
Born on the other side of weak water
Stemless and leafless
Brilliant and crimson
Buddha said it was a flower on the other side.
Flower of the other shore
When bloom is on the other side,
Only a piece of red;
Flowers bloom without leaves,
Leaves without flowers;
Miss each other but can't see each other,
Alone on the other side of the road.
(Note: Santuhe, also known as "Santuchuan". According to legend, "Three Rivers" is the dividing line between life and death. Because the water flow can be divided into three types according to the behavior of the deceased before his death, it is called "three roads"
On the other side of bloom, on the other side.
What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge?
Wangchuanshui
Sanshengshi sells Meng Po.
Nirvana fell in love with the devil.
Floating life is like wasting time in MengMeng.
Dance only the sun and the moon for the rest of my life
The fleeting song of the wind
7. A poem about flowers on the other side
Man Zhu Sha Hua-the flower on the other side
There are flowers on the top of Forget Sichuan, which are called flowers on the other side.
Bloom flowers fall without leaves, and leaves fall without flowers.
Acacia loves each other but can't meet each other
Three thousand days of war, the stars move.
Flying optical flow between two worlds
You're still beautiful.
I'm still depressed.
There are flowers on the other side, in full bloom.
You are alone, listening to the wind and looking forward to it.
The bridge alone makes me confused and disappointed.
The river gurgles like Sang Siu.
You smile.
Bloom enchanting.
There is a heart like a flower on the other side.
The corners of the water are far apart, and you yearn for it on the bridge.
Flowers on the other side of weak water can only be seen from a distance.
Flowers bloom without leaves, and leaves fall without flowers.
There are flowers on the other side, and the blooming leaves are staggered.
I can't evoke your memory with my fragrance.
Bloom spent a thousand years.
Waiting for bloom Millennium, you are still in the future.
A thousand years sigh leaves fall, you miss.
The flowers on the other side forget the river and bloom in reincarnation.
Bloom is silent, the leaves are silent, and the world can only miss it.
Forget Sichuan, the road across bloom has never been forgotten.
8. Seek the legends and poems about flowers on the other side.
Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and leaves and flowers will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. "-thoughts floating in the underworld is the night that inhabits the lonely soul, but I am surprised by the trembling of the soul. You are gorgeous and gorgeous, like blood, and the carpet stretches the lonely beard. I pray that I can't hold your hand in the afterlife. I regret never seeing you again in my life. I would rather give up the afterlife for a quick glance with you and let the eternal resident Naihe Bridge dye it in another color with love. Tears of flowers on the other side shed. In the nether world, the only romance on the road makes me dream and cry. I passed away in a previous life. Every thousand years, bloom's flowers are falling flowers with tears and blood. The Buddha said that life is still bright without waiting tears.