The flower on the other side, the flower of the devil, has long been reluctant to read.
Flowers on the other side, flowers in the water moon mirror, long shadows in the mirror.
The flowers on the other side, the flowers of purple strangers, roll in the world of mortals without touching each other.
Flowers on the other side, flowers in desert dust, are contrary to dreams.
The flowers on the other side, the flowers of reincarnation, are endless.
Flowers on the other side, flowers of dreams, infinite flowers with heavenly heart smiles.
Bie Lian Hua bian Hua
Bloom is on the other side,
Crying alone,
Gorgeous people don't return it.
At the end of the world, who will read?
Yellow eyes all the way.
Leaves fall, flowers bloom alone,
Eternal reincarnation,
Flowers and leaves are empty and sad.
Don't lament that the human soul is dim,
How do you know that life and death are far apart!
There are seven unique flowers on the other side.
Life and death are wrong and don't meet,
Life and death, blood shed.
It's hard to see the leaves when you see the flowers.
The deceased held hands all the way.
The flowers over there are the flowers that bloom on the yellow road. You can't see leaves on the other side of bloom, and you can't see flowers when there are leaves. Flowers and leaves don't meet, which is wrong. Miss each other and cherish them forever. Such samsara and flowers and leaves never meet, and it also has the meaning of sadness and love that never meet. Buddhist scriptures record that "the flowers on the other side bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and flowers and leaves will never meet." Love is not cause and effect, fate is doomed to life and death. "
The flower on the other side is the gentleness of the devil-the flower on the other side is a legendary flower that goes to hell voluntarily. I was sent back by many demons, but I still lingered on the road of death. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.
Bie Lian Hua bian Hua
Bloom is on the other side,
Crying alone,
Gorgeous people don't return it.
At the end of the world, who will read?
Yellow eyes all the way.
Leaves fall, flowers bloom alone,
Eternal reincarnation,
Flowers and leaves are empty and sad.
Don't lament that the human soul is dim,
How do you know that life and death are far apart!
On the other side of bloom, Herba Lysimachiae is heartbroken. What can we do in front of the bridge? Three lives are placed in front of the stone.
There are sad poems about flowers on the other side, the more the better. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years on the other side, and flowers and leaves will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate.
On the other side of Bloom, only red; Bloom has no leaves, and the leaves are long without flowers;
Miss each other but can't meet each other, alone on the other side.
Bloom is on the other side,
Leaves in full bloom will never be seen.
Cause and effect are doomed to life and death,
Sansheng stone is predestined friends.
Flowers and leaves are divided into two stages.
Naiheqiao has been waiting for thousands of years.
Meng Po had a bowl of soup in his stomach.
It's hard to forget by the Santu River.
-Stealing jade
2) There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves. Forget that the river is calm, there is a natural barrier between him and the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered. May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Bloom Ye Luo, goodbye. -The Shadow of Death 3) On the other side of the Yellow River, bloom is a Millennium. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years. Phyl
Listen to the poem about flowers on the other side with sadness.
It's beautiful and in full swing &; Shy;
Heard that &; Shy;
It is the only scenery on the evening road, enchanting and sad&; Shy;
It, the other shore flower, the manzhu yarn flower &; Shy;
Red or dazzling blood red&; Shy;
It is poison, medicine and the last feast on the road to rest &; Shy;
When the leaves exist, when the flowers no longer bloom, the leaves disappear. Shy;
Who and who made this poisonous oath? So bleak &; Shy;
Is it possible not to separate? Don't meet, cruel &; Shy;
Flowers and leaves are not right, but you can't tell &; Shy;
Some people say that it can awaken people's memories of past lives &; Shy;
Some people say its popularity has swept the whole world &; Shy;
Some people say that its endless beauty has lifted the most vulnerable place in people's hearts &; Shy;
Some people say that it is the road with unknown flowers blooming on the other side, and blood is shining &; Shy;
It's as if the oath of who and who is still ringing in my ears, the last wish before reincarnation &; Shy;
Give me a hand. Have you ever heard Bloom's voice on the way to the grave?
4. For poems about flowers on the other side, see the article about poems about flowers on the other side at 03:22 pm on Thursday, August 6, 2009. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years on the other side, and flowers and leaves will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. "-thoughts floating in the underworld is the night that inhabits the lonely soul, but I am surprised by the trembling of the soul. You are gorgeous and gorgeous, like blood, and the carpet stretches the lonely beard. I pray that I can't hold your hand in the afterlife. I regret never seeing you again in my life. I would rather give up the afterlife for a quick glance with you and let the eternal resident Naihe Bridge dye it in another color with love. Tears of flowers on the other side shed. In the gloom, the only romance on the road brought tears to my dreams, and the past life has passed. Every thousand years, bloom's flowers are falling flowers with tears and blood. The Buddha said that life is still brilliant without waiting tears. We have alternately appeared on the other side of the life cycle in the Millennium, and then walked through the Millennium.
I miss each other but can't meet each other alone on the other side of the road. I meet you in my dream. You are a lotus without roots, and I am a safflower on the other side. You are as white as snow and I am as red as blood.
You are in the mirror pool in Tianshan Mountain. I am lonely in the dark, and the road is long.
At that moment, falling in love with you was the doom of my life, and there was nowhere to escape. I will wait forever! Three thousand days have changed, and you are finally old.
I'm still falling, and the dark river is gurgling ahead, giving me a shallow smile. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty.
When you set foot on Naihe Bridge, quiet inside, your heart is like a rock. And I, on the other hand, turned off the flowers.
Heartbroken, disheartened ....................................................................................................................................................................., I'm still alive! No soul, only body! But keep loving you! The flowers are on the other side! Always bloom leisurely on the other side! The heart of this shore, only on this shore, hesitates how many fireworks, how many dreams to pay between the wind and rain, and turns with the water.
I saw it. Get out! Disappeared, remember! My first love bloomed on you. You stamp it out.
Me, lost on the other side! In a previous life, we flew under the same sky. In this life, you are on the other side. I'm on this shore. I stare at your tearful face and feel your heartbreaking voice, but I can't wipe away your tears.
It's a waste of time before it's over ... The end of things is like bloom's coming to an end ... The wind blows away, and the emotional memory of not having loved is long, and the loved one is fleeting. What I can't forget is that feeling. What I saw disappeared.
I stood at the ends of the earth and heard the soil sprout. Waiting for the epiphyllum to bloom again.
Leave the fragrance to the years, there is no lighthouse on the other side, and I am still looking around, white-haired in the dark. Flowers bloom for a thousand years and fall for a thousand years, and leaves and flowers will never meet.
Love is not a cause and effect, but a life and death doomed by fate. You are a flower blooming on the other side! Will always be my fatal temptation! I swam through your deep eyes with words, deep eyes.
It is countless years and tears that always drown me deeply, and the bonus is like fire. Dusk lights the clouds on the horizon, the sunset sings to the water, and the ripples are sad.
Stretch out your arm, it is still beyond your touch in your life, it is still an unreachable distance, it is your deep sigh. Also, withered petals! Never reach the other shore will always be the support of happiness in this life! Maybe just looking at each other from a distance can keep your misty thoughts down! 1. What can we do in front of Naihe Bridge? The flowers on the other side bloom in front of Sansheng Stone, and the flowers on the other side cry alone, and the gorgeous people don't return.
At the end of the world, who will read? Yellow eyes all the way. Fallen leaves come from the roots, flowers bloom alone, and they are reborn from generation to generation. Flowers and fallen leaves are sad and empty.
Don't lament that the human soul is desolate, how can you know that life and death are far apart! 2. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever. Only in this aspect can we hesitate to pay how many fireworks, how many dusty dreams are extinguished with the flow of water, and what we see has disappeared. Remember, the flowers have been spent ... the memory left is just a petal ... the wind has blown away, and there will be no more ... I met you in my dream that night. You are a white rootless lotus. I am a red flower on the other side. You are as white as snow. I am as red as blood. You fell into the Tianshan mirror pool. I'm lonely. I fell in love with your life in that long moment in the nether world. There's nowhere to run. I will wait 3000 days. You are old at last. I still fall. You come to the underground river in front of the ferry. Black water gurgled at me. Meng Po's soup bowl is empty. My heart is as heavy as a stone. My heart is broken and hopeless. My flowers are fragrant and I can't overcome the forgetfulness of bitter soup. I am still alive. I have no soul, only a body, but I insist on loving you. At that moment, I fell in love with you. There is no escape. I'll wait three thousand days. I will still fall to the other side. This kind of flower grows on the banks of the Yellow River. You may think it is not the most beautiful flower, but it must be the most injured flower. It has a god all its life. Words are accompanied by flowers on the other side. The sound of the piano haunts the Olympic bells. The fog rose. It is burning bright red with flowers and tears. The fog that lingers for thousands of years evokes acacia. The flowers on the other side are the feathers left by Cupid when he swept the sky. A fog gently dispersed, leaving a thousand-year-old oath. The flower on the other side is a sharp arrow shot by Al themis. No matter how helpless, how sorry, how happy, leave and then throw it out. The wounds of the Millennium will never heal, and now the flowers on the other side are blooming again, and the vows are intertwined. Who is it waiting for? 1 My world will gradually cool down and then go out. When darkness begins to appear, this is the end of the journey. If there is no light in this darkness, everything will be impossible. Like a seed scattered by the wind, I think I'm lost. Like a ship in the dark, I don't think I can dock. However, time and space are still brightly lit. Like a lighthouse, slowly guide me to the other side, the sky where the stars gather, without your dazzling fragrance. Bloom 6 walked through the desolate riverbank, and the ecstasy of life was suddenly surprised by the sudden release of light on the other side. I almost mistakenly thought that the world started from this moment before the boundary between life and death, and the flowers on the other side of life spread out. In the end, I suddenly forgot what started to light the torch on the other side. Take out the time that has completely disappeared and look at everything carefully. Under the fragrance of the other shore, it is like a mountain spring spewing. 8 Life moves from abundance to withering. The life that flies by is hurried and vague. Only by stopping and looking back can we ponder it carefully. When you look back, you see the other side. 9. Looking back at that moment, time stayed in the sky, and the clouds finally gathered into a river.
5. About the sadness of flowers on the other side, the verdict of death, 1, flowers on the other side, begonia blooming at night, red leaves all over the sky on Lanshan, Kyoto, and cherry blossoms decorated by Chun Xue. All this is beautiful and sad.
2. In my imagination, the flowers on the other side should be so cool. That kind of ice blue is clear, just like pure ice blue immersed in an ice spring. This reminds me of the legend of the flower on the other side: according to legend, this flower is the flower of the three rivers in the underworld and the other side of the forgotten river.
3. On the other side of the flower, bloom saw the other side. When it opened, you couldn't see the leaves, and you couldn't see the flowers with the leaves. The flowers and leaves didn't meet, which was wrong! Never meet again! There are white flowers on the other side, also called Datura flower. The flower language is "I only think of you", the red one is called Manzhu Shahua, and the flower language is "sad memories".
4, the other side of the flower, also known as Manzhu Shahua. Big red flower, gorgeous red, surprisingly red, as red as blood. Beautiful flowers are on the other side, who knows the sadness in her heart?
5, the other side of the flower-Manzhu Shahua, big red flower, sad flower. On the other side of bloom, there are only flowers, but no leaves. As soon as autumn comes, it blooms almost red and black rare flowers, and the whole flower on the other side looks shocking red, like fire, like blood, in full swing. Flowers that attract the soul-flowers on the other side. Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. Let her drive on this road, this dead road, to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.
6. When our souls have such a beautiful feeling about this world, flower of life has quietly sprouted on the other side. In our eyes, bloom is actually rooted in our hearts. The faint fragrance that slowly radiates moistens our hearts. When we look back, we will find that beautiful angels have been standing on the branches of life, smiling and looking at how brilliant the flowers on the other side of our hearts are. ...
7. On the other side of Bloom, it is just a fiery red; Bloom has no leaves, and the leaves are long without flowers; Miss each other but can't meet each other, alone on the other side. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever; The heart of this shore is only on this shore.
8. Manzhushahua means flowers in the sky. It blooms in July of the lunar calendar, which is longer than summer, but it blooms in autumn. Because the spring and autumn seasons are alternately called "the other shore", it is also called the other shore flower, also known as the Tianya flower and the snake flower.
9. The beauty of Manzhushahua is the ominous beauty of rarity, disaster, death and separation. Either because its bright red color reminds people of blood, or because its bulbs are highly toxic, its image is usually associated with the concepts of "madness and blood" in general literary works.
10, the flowers of Manzhushahua are really beautiful, incomparable beauty and poison. It looks alive, but it's desolate and feels like a epiphyllum. This is a flower that has never been blessed. Just as some feelings are not blessed, they are also beautiful.
1 1, on the other side of the world, there are two completely different flowers, one grows on the other side, and the other is born on the Forgotten River. Since then, the flowers on the other side have bloomed by the forgotten river. After death, people will step on it all the way to Naihe Bridge and smell the flowers, so they will miss themselves in their previous lives. That place is as red as blood, beautiful and enchanting.