In the East Gate, Ru Xun is in Osaka. His room is nearby while he is far away.
Dongmen chestnut has a home. Don't you think? It's not me.
The Book of Songs Li Feng and its Decline
Down, down 1!
Hu Bugui?
Because of Wei Jun,
Hu Wei is exposed!
Fade, fade!
Hu Bugui?
The bow of Wei Jun,
Hu Weiwei is in the mud!
Zheng Feng in The Book of Songs
Out of the east gate,
There are women like clouds.
Although it is like a cloud,
I'll think about it.
Clothes and towels,
Chat with me.
Out of its shadow,
Some women like drinking tea.
Although it is like tea,
I thought and thought.
Dressed like reeds,
Chatting can be fun.
First, it is best not to meet each other, so you can not fall in love.
Second, it is best not to know each other, so that you can not miss each other.
Third, it's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other.
Fourth, it is best not to cherish each other, so that you can not remember each other.
Fifth, it is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other.
Sixth, it is best not to face each other, so there is no need to meet.
Seventh, it is best not to make mistakes, so as to make mistakes.
Eighth, it is best not to promise each other, so you can not continue.
Ninth, it's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to lean together.
Tenth, it's best not to meet each other, so we don't have to be together.
But we met as soon as we met, but we never met when we met.
Andrew and the monarch are determined to avoid where will you go's lovesickness.
Life is like a dream. Wrong is right, gratitude and resentment, the sun and the moon are silent, and the running water passes without a trace. Those who are hard to give up are just a little stupid! When a person says the word "want" lightly, he has grasped the key of my heart; When he threw away his umbrella and accompanied me in the rain, I had completely opened the door to him; I will never forget the time when he protected me with his back to the arrow. After that, it was right or wrong, but it got deeper and deeper.
At this point, do you still want to ask about Grandpa Eight?
From love to anger, from love to hate, from love to delusion, from love to thinking. After parting, hate and delusion turned into an inch of acacia. I wonder if you will still blame me and hate me at this time? Angry at me? Angry at me? Under the wisteria frame, the moonlight is cold, and between pen and ink, if the morning glow has no emperor and no plum, only Yin Zhen will take my soul! Acacia does not look at each other, but fickle feelings turn into sentimental fatigue, and the singing is heartbreaking. The words on the red note blurred to the wall, and we met again in the depths of the winding aperture. I look forward to your arrival every day.
It means crying at this time.
Their love is inseparable.
Finally.
Just hurting each other.
All the joys and sorrows are just a moment.
He is no longer the emperor.
She is no longer Zhang Xiao.
This is a dream,
This is a cup of tea,
In the moonlight,
It is impossible to meet each other.
If the relationship is long-term. Are you here sooner or later?
Look at what the northern countries have shown: a hundred miles of frozen Go; Thousands of miles of snow. Looking inside and outside the Great Wall, I only feel embarrassed; When the river rises and falls, it loses momentum. The mountains are like dancing silver snakes, and the highlands are like advancing wax elephants, all trying to match the sky in height. When the weather is fine, look at the sunny market. What a charming sight!
Snow – to the tune of Chin Yuan Chun