Li Shanci stops at midnight, and the rain bell never complains. What's more, it is better to be lucky than to be a branch on the same day. It's sad to leave. Jiangnan goose is dumb. Music and books are absolutely unique. Two lines of beads and tears, an inch of intestines and a thousand knots.
I remember the Mid-Autumn Festival sadly. This year is still the same as the year before. A few years ago. I know tonight, the full moon is missing. Teenagers listen to the rain in the song building,
The red candle is weak.
In the prime of life, listening to the rain on the boat,
Zhang Guoyun is low,
Broken geese are called westerly winds.
Now listen to the rain monk,
The temple is full of stars.
Sorrow and joy are always ruthless,
Drop by drop, the next step is not started until dawn.
-Jie Jiang's "Yu Meiren Listening to the Rain" fell in love with the East Coast.
I am troubled by dreams and dreams.
A thread of love has never been broken,
Two lines of tears flooded.
The wind is tangled with rain.
Year after year, ups and downs.
Wind and rain don't know how to hate parting,
Entangled to the window. He Zhu's "Jade Case"
Ling Bo didn't cross the pond road, just watching and letting the dust settle. Who is the golden flower? Qiao Yue Garden, a bamboo building with locked windows, is only called Spring.
Ran Ran Yun Fei, at dusk, drew a new topic, heartbroken sentence. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain. Pick mulberry seeds
Nalanxingde
Who turns the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the snuff is thin all night.
I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream?
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Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter?
Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative?
Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March!
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other in the first place?
Feng Qiu Qin Huang Ge is anonymous.
There is a kind of beauty that I will never forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn. Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it. When I see Xu Xi, comfort me.
Willing to match virtue with words and work together. I can't fly, which makes me fall. Line after line & gt
You walk, walk, walk all the time, thus separating your life from mine. Since then, you and I have traveled thousands of miles, I am in heaven, and you are in heaven. It's a long way to Xiu Yuan, and it will be safe.
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. The longer they are apart, the wider they become and the thinner they become. Wandering clouds cover the sun, and wanderers are reluctant to return in foreign countries.
Just because I want you to age me, another year will soon end. There are many other things to say, just wish you take care of yourself and don't be hungry and cold. Farewell to Du Mu
Affectionate but always ruthless, I can't laugh until I die. Candles have a heart to say goodbye and cry for others until dawn.
Sauvignon blanc Bai Juyi
Bianshui, Surabaya, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
Sauvignon Blanc Linbu
Wu, Yue. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting?
Your tears are full and mine are full. The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed. Lou Chun Ouyang xiu
Before the bottle, I'm going to say I'm going back to China. I didn't say I was miserable in spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Los Angeles.
Yu Lou chun Yan Shu
On the grassy old road, he seemed that the couple left me easily and set off. The dream on the roof is five minutes old, and it rains in March at the end of the flower.
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands. Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Small window, dressing; Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. This is Jiang written by Su Shi in memory of his dead wife.
Nalan Xingde in butterfly lovers
Hard work is the most regrettable thing about the bright moon. One night is like a ring, and the evening is a sigh.
If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice.
Without that dust, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook.
After singing the autumn grave, I didn't rest, and the spring bush recognized the amphibious butterfly.