There are trees in the mountains, and the trees have branches, but I am happy for you, but you don’t know it. Being sold for Yi makes people haggard, and their belts become wider and wider, but they never regret it. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow. Since ancient times, passion has always left room for hatred, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.
The eternity of heaven and earth will eventually come to an end, and this hatred will last forever. To open up Hongmeng, who is the lover? All just for the romantic love. I don’t know that my soul has been broken, and there are only dreams accompanying me. Except for the moon in the sky, no one knows that the ten years of life and death are vast, without thinking, unforgettable, lonely grave thousands of miles away, no place to talk about the desolation. It is most difficult to breathe when it is warm and then cold. Three cups and two cups of light wine are no match for him. The wind comes late and the wind blows.
Looking at the moon tonight seems to be drunk, I only see the bright moon and stars to sleep with; where can I find the bright moon tomorrow, only the shadow follows me in this life. , Separate seats are given with spring wine to warm them, and the cao is covered with red wax lamps. I listened to the drum and went to answer the official's request, walking around Malantai and turning around the tent. Holding the melancholy thoughts, leaning alone and looking into the distance, searching for the missing trace for seven years, feeling the tenderness and longing, heartbroken and longing for her. The moon in the sea sheds tears, and the warm sun in Lantian produces smoke. This feeling can be recalled later, but it was already at a loss at that time! Ten years of life and death are so vast that I cannot forget them without thinking about them. In the small window, they were dressing up, looking at each other without saying anything, only a thousand lines of tears.
One is the Immortal Flower of Langyuan, the other is the Immaculate Jade. If you say there is no romance, you will meet him again in this life; if you say there is a romance, how can you end up lying? The more you wonder if you have forgotten, the clearer you will remember it. I once heard someone say that when you can no longer have it, the only thing you can do is to make yourself not forget it.