Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply.
Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night. Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .
Acacia is as deep as the sea, and the past is as far as the sky. Hate is not as good as believing, and acacia began to feel that the sea was not deep.
Linglong dice Ann Monkey Bean, do you know how much you miss it? Put up with a thousand dollars for a smile? After all, lovesickness is better than meeting. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time.
All roads lead to gold and jade. I only saw the alliance between wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world.
People enter the river like the wind, and love sticks to the ground like rain. Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.
Thin shadow self-pity autumn waters clear, you have to pity me, pity you. Love is fear of thinking.
Looking at the long beach, the grass is full of heart. It's hard to find two places when you are sad to sing.
2.99 Double Ninth Festival famous sentences 1. When the old man is old, people are old; Young people, young people, young people.
2. Send the clothes out, but don't go back to the pavilion.
Life is easy to get old, but it is hard to get old.
Chrysanthemum is too bitter, so it is Double Ninth Festival.
5. If you know where your brother is climbing from afar, there must be one person in Cornus officinalis.
6. But how much love has an inch of grass, and I have won the Spring Festival three times.
7. Drunk watching the wind falling off the hat, dancing and loving the bright moon to keep people.
8. Mother is the only force that can make death yield.
9. Being alone in a foreign land is a stranger, and I miss my relatives every holiday.
10. On the ninth day, I was credited on the mountain.
1 1. The clear autumn festival in Leyuan Scenic Area, Xianyang ancient road is silent.
12. Where did the swan go? The sky is sunset.
13. The death of an old man is equivalent to dumping a museum.
14. Parents love and respect what they love.
15. It's Chongyang near again, and the anvil pestle urges several places.
3. The sentence about the Double Ninth Festival is far from the place where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood. -Wang Wei's "Holidays in the Mountains Think of Brothers in Shandong" Double Ninth Festival, jade pillow gauze kitchen, cool at night. -Li Qingzhao's "Drunken Flower Shade, Mist, Thick Clouds, Song of Eternal Sorrow"
Laughter makes people laugh, when chrysanthemums are in full bloom. -Du Mu's Nine-Day Climbing
On the river, the geese just flew south, and they made friends with wine and hip flask mountain. -Du Mu's Nine-Day Climbing
Chongyang drank a glass of wine alone, and when he was ill, he went to the river to go on stage. -Du Fu's "Five Poems in Nine Days, the First Part"
Childe's son should not treat chrysanthemum seedlings as ordinary weeds. On the Double Ninth Festival, chrysanthemums are in the sideburns, and compete for each other. -Zheng Gu's "Chrysanthemum"
On the ninth festival, we all drink chrysanthemum wine and climb mountains, which is the same as the traditional custom. -Cen Can's "Climbing the Mountain with the Doctor for Nine Days"
On the ninth day of the Longshan banquet, yellow chrysanthemums were in full bloom. -Li Bai's "Jiutian Longshan Drink"
On September 9, at Wangxiangtai, he sat in a farewell cup. -Wang Bo's "Nine Days in Shu"
Looking for Peng Zezai again, Tao Ran * * * drunk chrysanthemum cup. -Cui Shu's poem "Ascending to the Top and Looking to the Top" was inscribed for the deputy magistrate.
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4. Pray for the memory of Chun Xuan. This poem misses his father.
Hu
The temples are frosted, the hair is gray and the back is bent.
Sitting in the cold courtyard, I am sad and lonely, ragged and lonely.
Dirt, heart boat leaves, sing to Leng Yue.
Dry Kun turns, flowers are spent every year, and the gang is caught.
Dan Miao is planted in Lantian, Zhude and Province, respecting parents and raising them.
The mountains and rivers depend on each other, and they spit in bitterness and sweetness, and they return to dryness and wetness, not afraid of hard work.
I deeply sympathize with you, turn over a new leaf, and teach you courtesy, justice and shame.
Being a son, kindness is extremely filial and respectful at night.
Father's ballad
Hu
Zi Cong's father is open-minded, while his son enjoys his father's inner peace.
The rich son is fascinated by his father, and the sad son is worried about his father.
The son cried that his father was soft-hearted, and the son strengthened his father's heart.
The child is relieved by his father's heart, but the child is embarrassed by his father's heart.
Zi Rui's father has a heart, and so does Qin Zi's father.
The child's father is heartbroken, and the lazy father is chilling.
The father is tired, the child is not poor, and the father is not warm.
Father's sick child didn't see it, and his father's lonely wave didn't ring.
Father's dust was not dusted off, and his tent was not smashed.
Father hunger son didn't ask, father nai son for the letter.
Father and son turned against each other, and father and son finished digging.
Father's son turned against him, and father's son ignored him.
Father loves his son,
The son is with his father,
Twenty-four filial sons need to study,
Be good to your father first and filial to your parents.
Write a poem in memory of my old father.
What do you hate in the distance?
The dream soul is not afraid of Chang 'an,
Take a few trips and ask about daily life.
Father (changed)
The wrinkles on my father's forehead,
Everything is so tortuous,
Record difficulties and setbacks.
The silver thread on my father's head,
The roots are so striking,
Telling the wind and frost of the years.
The calluses on my father's palm,
These fragments are too thick,
Engraved a lifetime of hard work.
What makes my father old,
What makes father work hard.
All of this can be found in
Found in deep love.
I love my father the most,
He is the greatest and selfless.
So I want to praise him.