My heart is like a small wooden boat, I can't see the development prospect, but I am still moving forward. Who is attacking Shura God and me, getting rid of the people who come and go every day, feeling that the years have passed and can't attract yesterday? ...
3, the spring dream is seamless, and the summer night is * * *; Time flies, and the years pass. How much to look back, how much to miss, how much to be sad.
I can't help running away, and I can't escape from the teenagers here. How many experienced people, standing by the vast time, feel that time is like an arrow and spoil the years.
5, through the clouds, I don't know if I am a guest in my dream; As beautiful as a flower, it is not worth passing away.
6. How many people hurried by, how many clouds passed by, but when they finally left, they had already left the cliff, a past tense, a past event, and finally left according to the drama. Butterfly water sleeve dance breeze, Wen Yusheng smoke piano geometry; In my dream, I dreamed of selling incense to Iraqis, and it rose at the beginning of Xiaoyue; Mandarin ducks on Qinhuai River are drunk in the water, and osmanthus trees fly in the palace. My eyes are hazy and my old memories are surging, and my tears are drunk. My heart is still missing, my marriage is broken, my life is a discrete variable, but I still can't get the sum. After all, I left my thoughts in those watery years.
7. As beautiful as a flower, it is not worth passing away.
8. Looking back on daily life, the years are picturesque and fleeting.
9, flowers, Liu Fu smoke, flying like a dream, also like drunk. I didn't wake up, and the flowers flew away to send me to sleep. The year of flowing water, the year of flowing water, is the most beautiful April day in the world.
10, like water flies, warm MUBI, who has never had a youth as blue as the sky? Who hasn't been unruly, drunk and looked up alone on a dreamy night? Watch, sulfur glass lamps are dim, some are on, and you are alone in the deepest part of the night, lying in ambush and hiding everywhere.
1 1. In the light rain on earth, leaning against the window, flowing water passes, a tree bloom, a curtain of dreams wipe out the most beautiful picture of the world in April. Please allow me to express my yearning for Qingyuan, a this beautiful city, with a wisp of breeze. In the story of time, you are the most unforgettable one in my heart. That fate dressed in floating dust has turned into a lotus flower of memory in my heart.
12, with a sigh, time flies, but a year has passed. My eyes are full of your thoughts, but that's not the past. I miss the past years, and I have no promise that I can wait.
13, youth is swaying, like a flower on the treetop, but it doesn't enter Lin Yuan instantly. Time flies, never to return. Who is indifferent, sighing the sun's moon capital turnover. Who lit up the lost years with a smile?
14, there is an encounter, in the crowd of thousands of people, there is only one eye, that is, the encounter between the two eyes; It's heart to heart A blooming flower, a love, crosses the wooden plank road of the season and turns into a faint fragrance, tempting every morning and evening, smelling the lost years and making the time at your fingertips beautiful.
15, with a touch of nostalgia, put it on the circular ferry, put it in the silhouette picture of life, and cherish it; Don't forget in the years without water.
16, the water is gone, the noise becomes a shadow, and the world is like a dream. Who wants to cover the scattered fireworks, wrap their fingers around them, dream into a beautiful show, flick the pen, and live forever in the sad meaning of the waning moon? Over the years, Hua Die's dream, how to solve the dust? If you are on a strange road and turn around, the wine will faint, the frost and snow will mix, and the water will be cold. How can you lose your virginity and leak rain?
17, in this life, you are my heart, which has dyed the earth red and dispelled sad thoughts. Passing by, you watered my city, and you occupied my heart. A flower bloomed, a love, crossed the wooden plank road of the season and turned into a faint fragrance, tempting every morning and evening, smelling the lost years, and a beautiful artistic conception was within reach.
18, the past can't stop the passing years.
19, I saw the little snowflake in front of the window, falling gently from my eyes. It records the past years with its tenderness. Under the gloomy lighting effect of the roadside in big cities, I looked up and saw clearly that you were all there. Under the action of lights, they are shining slowly, and the wet ground clearly writes down the memories of the past ... that kind of white and flawless cold makes me realize.
20. Perhaps through too much experience, life inadvertently gave a Zen-like lotus flower. If you can't understand the floating life, you can only use a bloom's time to wait for the lost years in your life.
2 1, the world of mortals, Enron refers to the years of hard work. Warm each other in the flowing years. Write down the end of time that belongs to everyone. Time flies. Let the world change. I smile, too. I have no regrets.
22. I don't know whether this is to look back 500 times or to forget the Millennium Hechuan River. I don't know whether we met inadvertently or finally. A vast sea of people makes it hard to find a bosom friend, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. Meeting you is my fate. Beautiful encounters, every scenery in beautiful years; Warm acquaintance warms the inner winter.
23. Flowers are like flies. Many years ago, when I was depressed, I watched it every day. When there was a breakpoint in my life, the people who had been shoulder to shoulder were long gone. I was still at the top of the mountain, and when I saw the flowers splashing out, I couldn't help feeling that time was a sharp knife, which broke the brotherhood and couldn't get all the broken ones back.
24. Gently blowing the tenderness you gave me, my eyes lit up with shyness, the flowers withered, and the scenery can also arouse the recovery in memory. There is no need to answer for me in a hurry. It's just a moment, and it's also a lost year. Is there a trace of sadness behind every promise? It's just that I can't help thinking about you.
25. The lighting effect in memory is flickering, hiding the scenery changes in the past years. In the silhouette of the years, someone once stopped gently in his heart; Some feelings will rise and fall in memory. The poem we met was still warm, but we couldn't catch up with the rush of time. A season of bloom was finally anchored by the gentle pace of time, leaving a lonely place that passed by.
26. In the past year of water, bloom was in full bloom, and these surging feelings were interspersed in the itinerary for a period of time. With the diversity of fate, the memories of this road are clearly sorted out.
27. How to seize a marriage that has disappeared in a hurry in the past years? There are memories of this cage called loneliness, and how to leave? If you don't want to give up, your heart will break; Near, but also tears sad.
28. Whose loneliness covers my clothes and whose clothes cover my shoulders? As beautiful as a flower, it is not worth passing away. Who can follow in the world of mortals? If a person is a stone, he can't resist the clouds from beginning to end. I have a lot of worries when I come out, and I can't bear to wear it for thousands of years.
29. The wind gently blows Zou's Water Year, stroking the wheel of time. The ferryman in the ferry has circulated many times, and the bloom has faded. Looking through many autumn days, leaning against the fence, the deepest part of the cloud is the boundless water. When will you go back to the boat, hold my hand and hold me in your arms?
30. Time flies, time is drifting away, and the lush years leave only fragmentary and tortuous traces. Looking back, I always want to keep something, but I can't make up for anything and I can't catch anything. The past flashed in my mind in an instant, and my mood was uncertain. Miss the previous flower season and feel the passing time.
3 1, holding a flowing moon and a cup of nostalgia, let the dusty interface of the past stay in my fleeting years.
32, as beautiful as flowers and jade, will not be worth the lost years. Looking back, what I miss most is only the years of blowing in the wind. The wind has passed without a trace, and the water flows more when the sword is drawn and the water is cut off. How does memory break it? Time is quicksand, aging is a period of time; Time is in my arms, treat the past with a glass of water. Bloom flowers fall, everything goes with the fate; Sadness and joy are mixed, and all fate is needed.
33. Who appeared to make him miss his life, as beautiful as flowers and jade, and the years passed! However, the road of life is only the first time. Burning incense in my last life, but I passed you by and missed my lifelong yearning. I'll find you afterwards. I can't sleep! Now, your fingers are addicted, and your skin is shining again, but it is not what it used to be. In an instant, who messed up the floating life?
34. The past years passed silently. Shuxiang, hit plain clothes. The moon is full of gauze, and the breeze gently blows my face. Clouds follow dreams, peach blossoms are notes, and poetry is endless. Many times, the fragrant flowers wither, the ink is leisurely carrying the tree wheels, and that pool of incense smells the years of running water.
35. Put on clothes, hold a handful of light and fragrant tea, and open the window in spring. Leaning against the window for 30 years, looking at the breeze in the distance, there will always be some simple and brilliant feelings, and there will always be some Cang Sang, passing through the fingertips and drifting away into the years of flowing water and smiling.
36. Remembrance is like sand, finely divided, and the years have passed, looking back on the past; Take a picture. Time flies, a glorious time is picked up between fingers, but the fragmented past is bleak. Looking back suddenly, we look up at the starry sky in the past years. It seems like a flash in the pan to recall Rose's warm-hearted love words in my ear. With a sigh, everyone is safe.
37. In the fleeting time, the once-popular film emperor, the film emperor, has vanished into thin air, and has been forgotten by many people like yesterday's yellow flowers. However, the wind and rain of the time I stepped on is still clear at a glance, and it has not changed or forgotten.
38. Tonight, I sat by the window alone, writing a story about China New Year. I like to turn silence into clear words and savor it ... gently, close to your smile, a wisp of book fragrance permeates my fingertips. Perhaps this season is more suitable for memories. As time goes by, the essence is a quicksand finger, and aging is a period of time. In the reminiscence of the mutual affection bubble, we can pick up a wisp of wind in the reminiscence, yearn for the golden years, ignore the depths of time and wait for the time to bloom. ...
39. As time goes by, what slips away is immaturity, and what sinks down is memory. ...
40. Time goes by and excitement is like a dream. Who was in the previous life and who is now? I am tired of writing and I am dying. Just a ray of affection under the light at that time. Looking around, autumn wind and autumn rain are poetic. At this time, a few words floated in the sky, loving you forever.
4 1, like water passing by, the noise becomes a shadow, and the world is like a dream. Who wants to hide the fireworks, the fingertips are wrapped, the dream becomes beautiful, and the pen is lightly touched, which will last forever in the sad meaning of the waning moon. Over the years, Hua Die's dream, how to solve the dust? If you are on a strange road and turn around, the wine will faint, the frost and snow will mix, and the water will be cold. How can you lose your virginity and leak rain?
42. In this life, you are my heart, dyed the world and scattered my grief. Fate has come and gone, passing by, you poured into my city, you occupied my heart, a flower was in full bloom, a wooden plank road with love crossing the season turned into a faint fragrance, enchanting every morning and evening, fragrant and fleeting, enjoying the time at your fingertips.
43. In fact, in the past years, too much happiness was lost in a hurry, and too many shortcomings were left in helplessness. At this moment, only this moment, I don't care about worrying about sleepless nights with maple dust. Just a gentle and elegant Yan Hao, the pure color brocade when replying to ink marks, even if it is a moment of warmth, is already eternal simplicity. & lt& gt
44. When the water is gone, I miss the world, and the fireworks in the prosperous times are hard to reach loneliness. I just hope you can solve my love robbery.
45. In a cold life, a greeting, a smile and a hug can warm people's hearts and lives, and it will be brilliant and colorful; Time is getting farther and farther in the process of mutual sympathy. In the fleeting time, everyone writes stories with experiences, and finally, they all become people in short stories.
46. Momo broadcasts the world live, shares the warmth of your heart with you, and writes about your past in the years like water. Bloom is silent and indifferent, time flies, the bright drizzle is falling, the phantom is falling, the leaves are falling gently, the doorboards of the four seasons are gently knocked open, and the shallow views of spring are hidden, waiting to see a flower flying with you.
47. I didn't care, and it was fleeting. I didn't care either. Happiness comes in a hurry, but it comes gently and becomes slow. I just want to enjoy the scenery along the way and experience the happiness of life.
48. We are mortals in the world. If you wait with fleeting youth, maybe everyone can't afford to play. The true meaning of love depends on the road of life that can withstand thunderstorms. A thousand years later, what remains unchanged is our initial heart when we met.
49. The love affair of Wulin children will last for a few years. Love so deeply, only a broken marriage is left in my heart.
50. In a totally consumed love, I fake the scenery by watching the time and dial the lost water by listening to the time. The breeze blew, and the dead branches that did not fall last season were naughtily scattered all over the floor, turning yellow and sliding all the way, mourning the last youth dance.
5 1. When I am alone, I like to make a cup of green tea, play a song and immerse myself in my heart. In the melodious rhythm, scenes of running water pass by, competing to flash from the eyes, either as clear as poetry or as light as dust. Time just varies from person to person. Bloom has fallen, Bloom has fallen. As time goes on, people are getting old and flourishing. In the operation day and night, people have inadvertently entered the ranks of middle-aged and elderly people.
52. We are estranged from each other in practice and stick to each other in the text. You remember more clearly after the passage of time, or you don't remember. We have known each other in the past years and have known each other for a long time, so we are satisfied. If we recall after many years, we will not bear this broken thought.
53. I don't know what mark our youth left. How did I indulge our youth in the gaudy years? I was full of blood and tears and described it as a moral defect. Dandelion flowers are scattered on the roadside, one after another, the moonlight casts hazy traces, the running water passes away, and there are echoes of youth and loneliness everywhere. Pure coincidence, loneliness, and left with repeated feelings!
54. Years of treading waves, Xiaoxiang autumn and spring, a pulse of sorrow, softly singing. Silent time, the passing water years, waiting for lead to be washed away and dissolved in the world, and you, * * * cherish each other, foam. How many moments of looking back, still, eyes full of indifferent heart, send you an affectionate note, Zen heart is warm.
55. The drizzly music of the rain hitting the ancient window renders the autumn night 3D so quiet, and the mood at this time is as soft and elegant as water. After a faint year, these lush old things have faded away in the dust of time, and now I just want to be a quiet woman, not lamenting the vicissitudes of the world, not provoking sadness, not talking about the past, not taking the situation in collusion with each other, and being a woman who is watching the clouds and enjoying herself.
56. Colorful spring can't compare with the changes of four seasons. Yesterday, flowers were in full bloom, but now they are colorful. Can not penetrate the fate of dust, the enemy can not compete with the years of flowing water, the former mountain met thousands of water yesterday, but today the wind is light and the clouds are light. Either you leave in a hurry or I stick to my guns. How I want to see you smiling before the curtain falls. And never went back to the end of the world after that.
57. Crossing the Moon River, although it was a short encounter, made us understand a lot. No matter you are young or old, you must have an inner moon in the evolution of world changes, and then in the years of flowing water, look forward to the bright moon and think that someone will ride home in the wind. ...
58. The rhyme is graceful and graceful, and the broken songs are endless. What Qian Qian absolutely withered in waiting can't be used to cherish the feelings in the scenery when it is gently picked up again, just like endless words, endless feelings and loneliness, which is the protection between trance.
59. Flowing years, It will eventually become a thing of the past.. Listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation! Xu Lai Spring Breeze, Peach Blossom Laughs at Spring Breeze, which is plain, beautiful and wonderful!
60. Look at the other side of the world through the clouds of the world in the dreamlike Jiangnan area. Shake a leaf on the full moon night in the West Building, relax in your green mountains, green waters and blue sea, explain your heavy responsibility complex, and slowly taste your softness and kindness. Blow the sail of dreams and ferry my lost years in the drizzle.
6 1, it rained for a while and was bleak all night; Flowers fall in bloom, a sad season. At night, with inexplicable sadness, I draw pictures and write articles in order to ease the passing years with words. what can I do? Remembering how I got it, I can only sigh that it was a mistake.
62. As beautiful as flowers and as beautiful as jade, how dejectedly I once worshipped the world as time went by. In these years of emotional time, I remember too much understanding and strangeness.
63. If one day, the excitement never dies, the season is not cold, the time is not lonely, and the sky is not painful, I will cook wine with you, bet on books and pour tea, and watch the time blossom the most beautiful flowers by the warmth of a window.
64. Water is gone forever, youth is perishable, and land is imprisoned, so who is left?
65. Sigh that time leads dreams, and the old things will drift away. In the hidden dream mirror, the dreamland is thrown away, and the engraved sadness is dispelled at the fingertips. Is a drop of floating dust in the vast sea, pursuing the long winding path of time, a lonely heart, urging the old to float, hurting words and sentences, * * * laughing and getting drunk. This passing water continues to be physically and mentally.
66. Sitting in the depths of a period of time, half immersed in the wind and half scattered in dreams, looking for old things in a fallen season. Old thoughts, shallow encounters, faint forgetfulness, but unconsciously opened a page of old ink, recalling the past events that fell on the edge, these sentimental past days, in a tired season, warmed cool thin in my heart. It's not sad at this time, just remembering the first time we met and looking back, who lost who in this lost time.
67. I forgot a peaceful reunion, and my heart was full of movement and chic; Keep peace for a while, and people will be as quiet as autumn leaves. My heart has experienced another season of dehydration, and it seems that I have missed that time again. These short stories of green mountains and green waters are unbeaten in the pure color brocade year, and they fade away with the years, and the ups and downs are more fragrant. Keep a quiet, elegant, meet in your lifetime, remember each other's appearance, that is, warm and grow old together.
68. In the year of flowing water, dew drops down. I have been looking forward to the colorful spring with a calm mind. In view of the dribs and drabs of the past and the future, if I promise each other in this life and never give up, I will calm my fresh feelings. I only hope that you are the most beautiful decoration in my heart.
69. The year of flowing water, the endless end of the world, endless heartache, a romantic encounter, actually failed to open a fragrant flower, and the flower did not open, and finally lost, a depressed fate, tearful eyes and no regrets, including a season of love, money fluttered in the dream, sank and swallowed in the years.
70. Time flies, and time flies. I finally understand that these words are right-maybe everyone cares, maybe everyone doesn't care, but I believe all feelings are true, but time is changing, but everyone can't see them.
7 1, a bright moon enters my drizzle beacon tower; A wisp of autumn wind, shaking the water rhyme Jiangnan; A clear word, depicting romantic Qinhuai; Silence, the waning moon is coming, is it a writer's complex? Past lives, how many people can guess! Lighter than the heart, the four gaps are flat, the ink is fragrant at the edge of the inkstone, and the picture scroll is alone.
72. In the golden years of the Su Dynasty, you were like a poem, and the passing water was like a mountain and water was like a journey. No matter how far the heart is from Qian Shan, between words, the heart will soar in the blue sea, blue sky and white clouds, and the dream will be intoxicated in Xia Hong. * * * Stepping on the water in Yun Jian, Gansu Province, my inner words are like concealed, and my dreams are like concealed.
73. Who is the owner of the flower in the wind? A sigh, two lines of tears. How many tears are there? There is no end to hate, only the pillar is dry. The beauty of this spring will eventually be missed. Can it be said that this year's golden times will be accompanied by the passing of running water?
74. In the past years, time has been diluted behind us, and the excitement around us has made everyone forget poetry. How many people will be sad when the leaves fall? How many will look back affectionately?
75. Promise to serve the world and stay together in love. Waiting in Cang Sang, a heart is kissing deeply. Let life sigh in the lost years, and let the soul be freed from hope.
76. Looking at the years, the stars change. Who has made colorful promises in time? Who is waiting to see through whose lost years? Excuse me, in a busy world, who has touched whose happiness? Who is the most beautiful person? Who is the most stupid waiting? Who is the eternal spring in whose heart? Whether you are happy or missing, you will call in a short story. Who is whose past? Who is who's weak water 3 thousand?
77. Time is as bright as a mirror, gentle, willing to be low-key and luxurious, raising a clear and peaceful time and hiding an unswerving love. Water lily, my favorite flower in this life, wants to collect the most beautiful sentences that anyone knows and has taught to describe your unique charm; I want to express my preference for you with implicit and poetic prose of landscape poems.
78. Memories all the way, Cheng Li, a fallen flower and a city. Rejoice, lingering in his past, if people are like water, water will die for many years. I don't know how to despise the cold exploration of the world, and my mind is full of youth. Stay at this moment, the ends of the earth are lonely and beautiful, that is, the heart sound is unique.
79. After the physical and mental baptism of fireworks and the tempering of ordinary love, this blue-purple love has crossed life and death. The enemy has passed the years of flowing water, leaving only this confidence and sincerity in his later years.
80. I once made an appointment with Feng Chun to wait for all the love and go to the world in April with you. Just sigh, the unknown result has come to me. April on earth is fragrant, flowers are flying all over the sky, and falling flowers intend to go to spring, which is heaven and earth! My crystal curtains are rolled, just waiting for you to control the world of mortals and your white shirt to move! But the myths and legends I expected originally are just the moon in the water and the flowers in the fog. How can they be worth the silent washing of the past years! A cool thin turned around and missed a golden fireworks.
In the ancient castle of 8 1, Dream 2, I searched for the lost water year, and I ran to it in the fog.
82. The lighting effect in memory is flickering, hiding the scenery changes in the past years. In the silhouette of the years, someone once stopped gently in his heart; Some feelings will rise and fall in memory. The poem we met was still warm, but we couldn't catch up with the rush of time. A season of bloom was finally anchored by the gentle pace of time, leaving a lonely place that passed by.
83. The cycle of this life is no longer a violent dust event in previous lives. In the past years, I have lost sight of the world, and I can't carve out my previous feelings in a thousand words, let alone outline your new face in this life.
84. Implicit ideas are everywhere. Looking back, there are many kinds of customs, one wisp after another. No one can escape. As soon as the water passes, everyone gets drunk with the world of mortals and doesn't complain about leaving.
85. In this life, I just want to hold your hand, hold each other's cold, celebrate with each other through thick and thin, and never give up. If it goes by, bloom will wither.
86. The rain in June, drizzling, fluttering, and small raindrops splashing with the wind, calmed the imagination of light and shadow in the flowing years? Who remembers the messy youth? Eyes parallel, overlapping foggy days, fluttering in the air.
87. Los Angeles is silent, the pens are ruined, the books are light and clear, and the makeup is gone. The past has faded, and the memories are still fragrant and beautiful, but they are like rocks, and they can't touch the clouds of the past. A curtain keeps out the rain, an orchid on the shore, a bunch of blue and white porcelain, a red lotus, a building in Zixuan, a dark rain, a drunken string and a cool cigarette, don't forget.
88. Over the years, whether you are here or not, it is enough that you have experienced love and stayed there.
89. With the passage of time, I gradually faded away, and it has always been easy to be tempted to look at the grievances of this world. A few years have passed, slowly wandering in my heart, feeling the reality of the world, I have been reluctant to distinguish.
90. In the year of water crossing, the noise and dust settled. Who is holding Mo Yun swinging, in a quiet posture, looking at your eyebrows between the lines?
9 1, crying Long song, turned to dust for these things that will eventually go away in life; Long song is crying, because these years have passed, and they are as beautiful as flowers, and finally dispersed into clouds.
92. Remembrance is like sand, finely divided, and the years have passed, looking back on the past; Take a picture. Time flies, a glorious time is picked up between fingers, but the fragmented past is bleak. Looking back suddenly, we look up at the starry sky in the past years. It seems like a flash in the pan to recall Rose's warm-hearted love words in my ear. With a sigh, everyone is safe.
93. Flowing years are like singing years.
94. In the past years, I have been leaning lightly on colorful dreams. When I was dancing, I stroked the guitar strings with Sandy's plain fingers, read a worldly warmth, and looked down at the stormy life track with a calm heart.
95, the purple world of mortals, the lost water years have finally become the past, listening to the string break, broke the infatuation of 3000 years. You are the cause and effect planted in my heart, but whose cause am I? How many colors are missed for no reason, how many bloom withers into virgin blood, and how many know each other and cherish each other and forget the Jianghu.
96. The hustle and bustle, the last passing years, and the moment of youth are just a glimpse. Find a piece of pure land and settle down. The heart is elegant because of calmness.
97. A season with colorful flowers in full bloom, an unforgettable love, across the wooden plank road of the season, turned into a faint warmth, tempting every morning and evening, and the beautiful time and artistic conception are within reach, warming your tender heart, intoxicated in the dream of quiet night, and fragrant with the passing years.
98. If every encounter in my life is the outer edge of accumulation, then I would like to climb mountains and mountains and write a smile on my lips in your poem, so that my tired tenderness will increase infinitely; If all the encounters in the world are reunions after a long separation, then I would like to touch my heart, lean on the warmth of a window that has passed by, and arrange an eternal bloom for you, not to let you see how colorful I am, but to remember my past life.
99. In the fleeting years, I miss the memory that has been blocked for thousands of years. Prosperous fireworks are hard to reach loneliness. My love robbery, I only ask you to solve it in this life
100 These people who sang together, walked through the road and loved me deeply gave me brilliant time and embellished the most beautiful scenery in my lost years.