In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the fence and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian")
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.
After the New Year, it should be a good morning and a good scene. Even if there are thousands of bells in Qian Qian, who can you tell (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling)
Everyone says, like Iraq, how can it be like a slave (from "Pinling")
Affectionate feelings hurt separation since ancient times, and it is even worse to neglect the autumn festival (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling)
It's not the moon that hates you, it's east, west, north and south. East, west, north and south, only each other.
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches and take them home for a hug. Because of me, this thing is even more lovesick.
Return your double beads, my eyes are full of tears, and I regret not meeting you before I got married.
There is also a small peach and plum garden, leaving flowers for you to return.
There is no doubt about love when you are married.
If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, when can we meet in harmony?
Poor bones by the river, I am still a dream girl.
As long as two people love us to the end, why covet my Heron?
Homesickness, Lanzhou urges hair. Holding hands, staring at each other with tears, speechless and choking (Liu Yong's Lin Yuling)
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
Falling Flowers Independent, Swift Qi Fei.
Reading the moon pavilion hand in hand, smelling the flute on the bridge, thinking about the past, like a dream, tears like rain (Zhou Bangyan's "Warrior Lan Ling")
After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia.
Sorrow and parting should be the same, at most, there is no clear resentment between months.
A thousand daughters buy each other like gifts. Who can complain about this situation?
Haggard and tired in the south of the Yangtze River, I feel unbearable and anxious to control the complicated strings (Zhou Bangyan's "Man Ting Square")
People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu.