2. Fate comes and goes, water disappears, and life is like a dream; I was intoxicated in the misty rain and red dust, and looked back and sighed in the moonlight.
3, the flute blows on the flowers in the dead of night, and the flowers can express their sadness, and the tears are cold and clear.
4, the bright moon shines on the cold window and tears lightly, sighing that spring has returned; Water-based flowers leave early, and pipa is sad.
5, the jade face smiles in the spring breeze, and the hand is gently dialed on the guqin; The string sounds overflow the three rivers, and Xu Laisheng lives in the depths of the world of mortals.
6, the peach is the lip core, and the jade shadow dances dry; From a distance, you can see the soul of Ao Shuang.
7. The slender eyebrows shed tears gently, and the jade moon hangs low. The beauty who is drunk for this life is sad to leave tenderness in vain.
8, a lonely lamp, coloured glaze night sleepless. Lanting's light shadow is blue and easy, and it is clear and thin in one step.
9. Hide in your heart when the flowers bloom, and shake off the residual red moonlight. It is always parting to make the cold tip freeze the core.
10, the dust of fate falls in the dream, and the tears are gone. The courtyard is far away from the smog in Hong Ying. I hope you can return it.
1 1, the tears passed away, and the charming night stayed up. How can you be idle when your mind is empty and thin in front of the mirror?
12, a few strands of acacia and a few strands of softness, endless autumn moonlight. How does the residual hook cross the sea of hearts? Only sad dreams can last forever.
13, the night is hazy, and Yimeng is full of spring breeze. Spring breeze blows the willow beside the green pool, and heaven remains our neighbourhood.
14, make-up in front of Bailu Mountain, Iraqis stay behind and miss their lover. Watching the end of the moon on the balcony, I want to invite a cup of dreams.
15, the moon shines in the wind, and Qiu Chan sings insect stings. Xiao Lou sat alone in the distance. Who met Tan Lang in the dream?
16, I said goodbye to you with tears in my eyes, and I smiled and dreamed. Conan awakened his heart and complained, but he was speechless and homesick.
17, midnight is dark and melancholy. When you fall asleep, I am awake. Acacia is sent all over the sky and floats around your heart.
18, when the flowers fell in bloom, I buried the flowers in tears. Who said that the tenderness was like water, and the tears sparkled in Chi Pan?
19, the purple flute is melodious between clouds and water, and the willows are swaying and dancing; Lilacs brew acacia wine, and frost wears Feng Dan to compose poems.
20. The clear lotus rain wipes the delicate face, and the wind caresses the green leaves and plays the strings; Blue waves are rippling, and the fragrance bursts into fragrant gardens.