Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. In case you are lucky, lucky and willing to have an extra wing!
For the first time in my life, I have a beautiful face, and I am willing to accompany you.
Qinqi calligraphy and painting, poetry and songs, mutual affection, friendship lasts forever.
Daily necessities, pots and pans, miscellaneous songs of life, sweet and lingering.
An old vine, a mobile family, a bald man, and his son grow old together.
Time flies, thousands of miles of geese fly, and my thoughts are tangled.
Winter goes and spring comes, and the south bank is green again. The old man came back, about by the lake.
The peach blossom in the drizzle still looks the same, and its face is correspondingly double red.
The past haunts my mind, and the vows of the past haunt my ears.
The new man is looking forward to Lang's return, and the old man is in tears, wishing Lang to stay.
New and old pearls, red and white roses, fat and thin, each has its own merits.
It is difficult to choose between the two choices. Lang's heart is anxious and his choice is unpredictable.
Six years of cold and heat, thousands of days and nights, the old friendship, lingering.
I saw it a few months ago, but it was hard to see it for a few days. The newcomer's face is hard to see.
Old and new lovers, great achievements and moral love each have their own share.
Human nature is evil, selfish starts, makes choices and stands firm.
Newcomers break off friendship, old people fall in love, new people leave their hands and old people accompany them.
I was shocked to hear the bad news, and my tears kept falling and my feelings were paid. It's hard to say next class.
The pledge of eternal love is still in my ear, and the white oath is like yesterday.
Langqing concubine meaning, has forgotten the end of the world, winter thunder Xia Xue, abnormal condition has now.
Fireworks are cold, human feelings are fleeting, lang's heart has changed, and my meaning is hard to say.
Ps: Morality and true love, morality and emotion have always been difficult for human beings to choose. First love is beautiful, painful, tangled and unforgettable. Looking back at the first lover and expecting to hold hands again, it is difficult for the wife at home to lower her head and shed tears. I remember reading a sentence before: there is no need to elope at the wedding to show the greatness of love. Because where did you put the rest of the people on the altar? The most unforgettable thing is what you can't get and what you have lost. When you choose first love to give up responsibility, do you realize that you have hurt an innocent person? Do you realize that while you are pursuing the greatness of love, of course your personality is gone. First sight, amazing, suddenly looking back, once the sea, has long been changed.