1. That year, by the Tingyu Bridge, there was a drop of rain, a season, a tear, a lake of heart, a flower, a world, a person, and a city.
2. The long road is full of twists and turns, and marriage is like mustard grass. If you get a person who is old, you will be happy every day.
3. In the morning and evening, the clouds and rain are determined. The flowers and sun shine through the windows, the plum blossoms are small, the snow wind sprinkles the rain and the willows are sparse. People sing in the evening and in the early morning.
4. The flowers are smiling in the deep spring, the leaves are sad in the autumn, the moon is a curtain at night, and the spring breeze is full of love.
5. When spring comes and winter comes, I am alone and sad. How many times will the sun, moon and stars reincarnate? Who will miss the charming shadows among the flowers? Who will accompany me when I wait to see the world of mortals?
6. Waiting for someone, can you wait? Three or four rounds of fleeting years.
7. How many people lift their swords and ride their horses, talking about poetry and wine while taking advantage of their youth, but we know that their youth is just a snap of the fingers.
8. The complex experiences carved deep lines into the corners of my eyes, and I turned around to carve out a flower.
9. Brushing through the clothes of the mortal world, cleansing away the dirty worldly mind. I wish I could ride back to my hometown singing songs, and be greeted by your unchanging plain clothes and white skirt trailing on the ground.
10. Who will pity the resurrected grass? The soul of the sword has been waiting for a thousand years. Who will renew my fate for a thousand years?
11. The cup of mountains and rivers is shaking, but if you don’t drink, you will be heartbroken.
12. This life will be burned, and the next life will be buried. I just hope not to be stained by the world of mortals, be a heartless and heartless person, and be quiet and peaceful.
13. In the old days, the red face was desolate, the rouge was clear and the tears were drunk and lonely...
14. Indifference has put an end to longing, cut off the string of the mandarin duck, and the fragrance is diffused in the disappearance of the mandarin duck soul, in the twilight , full of endless bitterness.
15. It’s sad to leave someone, and it’s sad to be apart. Thoughts, deep thoughts. Withering and falling, sighing in sadness. Where will the prosperity continue?
16. If you go first, I will accompany you on the journey of reincarnation.
17. Only if you don’t miss lovesickness in your life will you miss lovesickness, which will harm lovesickness.
18. The depth of the sea in humanity is not even half as deep as lovesickness. There is still an end to the sea water, and there is no limit to the longing for love.
19. Let the spring breeze mess up your mind, and the green Cong outside the willow will laugh out loud.
20. If it weren’t for the peach blossoms blooming at dusk, how would we know that the pear blossoms are white and the snow scene is clear and shallow.
21. The nineteen-year-old hates the harmony of the harp and the harp, and sings the wish of this life. Who can harmonize with it after the years have passed? This hatred is caused by the lack of friends.
22. Time flies to my hometown, bringing back the sighs of many beauties.
23. Weiyang, I can’t express my endless thoughts, leaving nothing but music in the world of mortals. If my heart has no boundaries and my heart has no shore, I would like to be low in the dust and follow you all my life. But what do you want?< /p>
24. I will spend my whole life waiting with you, waiting for fate to be serious.
25. How much mottled moss will penetrate the wall; how much rain will it take for you to hold up a paper umbrella.
26. A river of clouds and water, a flower on the other side, the fleeting years are scattered on the fingertips, a shadow of broken thoughts, a wind and flower, lightly chanted and sung into a song.
27. A season of flowers blooming and fragrance on the streets, a season of sorrow and sorrow on the pillow.
28. I once stood there until late at night and committed suicide in the story.
29. There is a book on the pillow with three vows, and my sincere words to you are delayed. The bells and flowers of the Buddha are drunk by dust and fire, and obsession is difficult to turn into insanity.
30. If your heart is not beautiful, water will flow eastward day and night.
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