1. Long bosom looks broken, and wind and rain turn into tears. A little sadness turns into running water. Swallows fly together, close at hand. This life is full of dreams, and spring is always charming. I have nothing to say to the sky, and I hope to get drunk. ?
2. Broken souls return to the tide every night, and red branches are more bitter. ?
I miss you for a long time just because I feel your looking back. ?
4. How many mortals pass by, how many clouds pass by, and when we say goodbye, the world is scattered. Butterfly water sleeve dance breeze, Wen Yusheng smoke piano geometry; In the dream, the dream of selling incense to Iraqis is still the same, and abortion is still the same; Yuanyang drunk beside Qinhuai River, osmanthus flying in the palace. Drunk eyes, tears make people look good. My heart is still missing, my love is stranded and my life is scattered, but I can't leave that summer, and I will always leave my thoughts in that fleeting time. ?
Silkworms will weave until they die in spring, and candles will drain the wick every night. ?
6. Who surprises you, dazzles you, plays a song for you, and makes infatuated people lose their way, but they are crazy and intoxicated. Who will accompany me to watch the fireworks and sit alone?