2, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
3, the heart belongs, but sadness has become the sea.
4. Use your life to interpret your play.
5. At most, I stare at the infinite meaning, as if I had known it in my last life.
6. The sand held in the palm of your hand slides between your fingers, nurturing hope. Green horn buds, which spread two heartflowers together, are solidified memories.
7. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers, people come and go, and they are prosperous.
8, who should be robbed by who, who became obsessed.
9. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
10, the fog cleared, I woke up. I finally saw the truth, and that was Qian Fan's silence.
1 1, hibiscus is not as good as beauty, and the water temple is fragrant.
12, have you always been like this, quietly staring at the sunset and the sadness of homelessness?
13, the heart is slightly moved, but the feelings are far away, things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced.
14, I always wonder if my memory lives at the other end of the bar and my annual rings die at this end of the bar.
15, the paper is a little worn and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.
An ancient poem:
When you sell wine, you have money in your pocket.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
There is always a traitor in power, like covering the sky, and Chang' an is depressed when he can't see it.
Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
Whose flute blows out deep sadness?
Looking at the place, I have added new worries since then.
Bonus is perishable, like Nong Italy, and infinite water is like Nong sorrow.
How can we avoid the sadness and hate in life and what is the limit of solitude!
When does the Populus euphratica stop? Tears and sadness are broken first.
Before, I was tired of perfume bottles. Today, fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness.
The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.
Sadness is inch by inch, and it is hard to make yourself intoxicated if you want to drown your sorrows in wine.
I got drunk for no reason. Tears come before wine.
Worry is endless, and the distance is like spring water.
The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will never go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.
Looking at that place, I added a new sadness from now on.
Dreams are hard to achieve, and hatred is hard to level. People who don't care don't like to hear it, and the empty steps fall.
Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
I am not afraid of silver and steel, but I am worried about the wind and clothes.
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
It was he who brought the sadness of spring, but he didn't understand where it would go.
It's hard to shake off sadness.
I can't spend my honeymoon in melancholy, and the moss rises on the steps overnight.
A piece of spring sorrow is waiting for the wine to pour, the boat on the river shakes, and the curtain moves upstairs.
It hurts to think of the past when spring comes to worry about the rain.
Recalling the past, a little east wind, the wind across the curtain, the eyebrows are sad.
Adding water to the river will make sadness fuller, straighter and farther.
When you are sad, you will find blue sky and yellow land.
Where to synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.
Loneliness and sadness, but also self-dispatch, self-control sadness.
Birds are frightened, flowers are splashing and tears are splashing, and mountains and rivers are worried about locking spring.