1. Thoughts aroused: "The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with makeup in the spring. Suddenly she sees the color of willows on the street, and regrets teaching her husband to find a prince." Wang Changling's first realm: the long night, No intention of sleeping. Thinking about my age, weight and the number in my bank card increasing day by day, looking at the sleeping person next to me, I suddenly realized that I haven't tasted the taste of love for a long time. Time flies like water, and time waits for no one. Go to the gym for minor plastic surgery, go to outdoor cross-country, go to class reunions, go to EMBA. From the heart, spring flowers and autumn moon, through time, I meet a better self, meet a better you. 2. Dilemma "I was worried that being sentimental would harm my holy life, and I was afraid that I would fall in love with you when I entered the mountain. I have both the Dharma in the world, and I will live up to the Tathagata and live up to you." The second realm of Tsangyang Gyatso: On one side is the meeting of golden wind and jade dew, soft words The warmth of the fragrance, the romance of looking at the mountains, the sea and the stars, on the other hand are the responsibilities of a family, a sanctimonious image, and a priceless house in the city center. One person plays two roles, the cell phone rings at any time, the balance and tranquility are broken at any time, and the body and mind are exhausted and trapped in a dilemma. Suddenly, I felt that the ancients’ upright, three-wives and four-concubines, playing mahjong and singing ditties, was their ideal life, so harmonious! 3. All-in-one Throw "A bamboo stick and mango shoes can beat a horse easily, who is afraid? A raincoat can be used for life." Su Dongpo The third realm: the sea and the sky are vast, after bravery. To love is to love deeply, and to live is torment. I made a desperate move and instantly understood Wang Shi's braised pork. I instantly felt that I was also a hero who climbed Mount Everest. I saw that everyone around me was a coward, ignorant, eating and waiting to die. Difficulties in reality are not difficulties. My child is your child, and your child is my child. We will have another little daughter, Cheng Huan. 4. Nothing more than this: "The tide of mist and rain in Mount Lu, Zhejiang, I can't bear to regret it before it arrives. But when I arrive, nothing will happen, the tide of mist and rain in Mount Lu, Zhejiang." The fourth realm of Su Dongpo: Time flies, the boundaries between new and old loves are blurred, and finally I find that men are nothing but He is a man, a woman is just a woman, and Sun Wukong is still a monkey even in his seventy-two transformations. After a lot of twists and turns, I am still the same person, and my life is still firewood, rice, oil, salt, soy sauce, vinegar and tea. I finally realized the Zen master's state of looking at mountains or mountains and water or water. Life is nothing more than this, love is nothing more than this, and extramarital love is nothing more than this. Looking back again, it feels like a dream, and I feel sad. 5. Color is emptiness "A white-haired fisherman on the riverbank is used to looking at the autumn moon and the spring breeze. A pot of turbid wine happily meets each other. Many things in ancient and modern times are all laughed and talked about." The fifth level: Turn around and everything is empty, learn Buddhism and practice Zen. Christian, find your own way, after all, you cannot live without rationalizing life. I, the Buddha, am merciful and accepted a large group of people, Amitabha. There are still a small number of people who are so strong in their hearts that they are assholes. After seeing through the essence of life, they still live and love hard. From then on, men love women's love, neither welcoming nor rejecting, neither sad nor happy, neither greedy nor angry nor delusional. After drinking, he stroked his pen with a big stroke: right and wrong, success and failure turned into nothing, and many things in ancient and modern times were all laughed at! The most touching ancient poems for extramarital lovers 2 "Night Rain" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty I miss someone who is far away. I feel something deep in my heart. My hometown is far away, and I can't help but look at it every day. I can't understand it deep in my intestines, and I don't think about it every day. What's more, I'm sleeping alone in an empty hall at night with the lights on. Autumn has not yet dawned, and the wind and rain are coming. If you don’t learn the Toutu Dharma, you will never forget the past. Bai Juyi had a childhood sweetheart named Xiang Ling. The two fell in love with each other, but due to the opposition of Bai Juyi's mother, they could not get married. The two lovers were forced to separate, and Bai Juyi could only place his love on poetry. On an autumn night, with the rain falling, longing suddenly came over him. There is someone I miss deeply, but they are far away in a foreign land. The things I feel are deeply engraved in my heart. Throughout his life, Bai Juyi never came together with Xiang Ling. It turns out that some people, even if they are unforgettable, are just passers-by and cannot accompany us until the end. However, there is always that memory, that memory of youth, that we will never forget. The most helpless miss: I miss you, and even more, the good times of my motherland. "Partridge Sky·Snow Shines on the Mountain City and Jade Fingers Are Cold" by Liu Liu of the Song Dynasty "Snow shines on the mountain city and jade fingers are cold," and a Qiang Guan complains in the building. Plum blossoms have bloomed several times in the south of the Yangtze River, and people's temples have become stained at the end of the world. The stars are dotted and the moon is round. The river flows backwards into cups and plates. "Hanlin Fengyue" has three thousand poems, which I sent to Wu Ji to read with tears. Liu Zhu was originally a minister of the Song Dynasty, and later entered the Jin Kingdom. He was tortured by the hatred of his country's subjugation and the longing for his hometown. This song "Partridge Sky", from the literal meaning of "Sent to Wu Ji", should be the author's nostalgic work in memory of a woman far away in the south of the Yangtze River when he lived in the north after making money. It seems to be a "sexy" love poem, but in fact It contains the unforgettable hatred of country subjugation. "How many times have plum blossoms bloomed in the south of the Yangtze River, and people's temples are already stained at the end of the world." The plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River have bloomed and fallen, fallen and bloomed again. I don't know how many times they have bloomed and fallen? I am wandering at the end of the world, and my temples are already so gray. Time flies, people move around, and the people and flowers in my hometown are no longer what they used to be! The words written to lovers are full of feelings about home and country. Sometimes, missing you is just an introduction. What I miss is the carefree time we had together. The most painful parting: some people leave and never come back. "The rain and the bells, the chilling cicadas are miserable" Liu Yong, Song Dynasty The chilling cicadas are miserable, facing the pavilion at night, and the showers have begun to stop. There is no trace of drinking in the tent of the capital, where the nostalgia is, the orchid boat urges you to go. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked. When I think about it, I see thousands of miles of mist, and the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. Since ancient times, sentiment has hurt parting, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival! Where will you wake up tonight? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls. After so many years, it should be a good time and good scenery.
Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? Liu Yong wasted half his life. When he was ready to find a new way out, he had to leave Bianjing and had to say goodbye to his sweetheart Chongniang. I don’t know when I can come back from this trip, and I may never come back. The two hands held each other's hands, tears were shed, and they were speechless until the end. Thousands of words were choked in their throats. Jun Miyazaki said: I didn’t know the feeling of separation was so desolate, and I didn’t know that saying goodbye had to be so strong. Liu Yong left his affection to Chong Niang: From now on, what will happen no matter how beautiful the scenery is? Without you sharing it with me, all this would be meaningless. The most heart-wrenching farewell: I hope that we can be together in the next life. "Bu Shuzi·Ta Shi" by Lewan Song Dynasty Acacia is as deep as the ocean, and past events are as far away as the sky. Thousands of teardrops make people sad and heartbroken. If you want to see without cause, it will be difficult to fight. If we didn’t have a predestined relationship in the previous life, we will wait for reconnection and make a wish in the next life. This is a farewell poem. Le Wan is a famous prostitute in Hangzhou. She and Shi Jiujian are in love and love each other very much. Liquor Shi's term in Beijing has expired and will be transferred elsewhere, but he is unable to redeem Le Wan's life. Before leaving, Wine Supervisor Shi wrote a poem to Le Wan: "The love is deep when we meet each other, and I wish we had not met so early. After knowing thousands of people, it is not as good as Yi. Berden's long road leads to troubles. . Outside the building, the Zhulou stands alone against the balcony, surrounded by fragrant grass. " Lewan's heart was as sharp as a knife when she read this poem. She endured her grief and wrote a poem "Business Master·Answers" to say goodbye to her lover. Some people are destined to wait for others, and some people are destined to be waited for. No matter how beautiful a thing is, you have to give up if you can't do it; no matter how much you miss a person, if it doesn't belong to you, you have to leave. Everyone's life is inevitably full of shortcomings. The truest happiness only requires a glass of water, a piece of bread, a home, and a pair of hands that are always intertwined with you no matter the wind or rain. The most melancholy thoughts: The scenery remains the same, but where are you? "The Wind Enters the Pine" by Wu Wenying of the Song Dynasty Listening to the wind and the rain after the Qingming Festival, I feel sad about the grass and flowers. In front of the building, the green is dark and the road is divided, with a trace of willow and an inch of tenderness. The weather is steep and the wine is in the cold spring, accompanied by dawn dreams and the singing of orioles. In the West Garden, I sweep the forest pavilions every day and still enjoy the new sunshine. The wasps frequently fluttered on the swing rope, and the delicate hands were fragrant at that moment. The two mandarin ducks are melancholy, and moss grows on the quiet steps overnight. Wu Wenying once lived with a concubine in Xiyuan for a period of time. On this Qingming Festival, Wu Wenying listened to the miserable wind and rain, and missed her deeply. He said: I send people to clean the pavilions and woods in the West Garden every day, but I still come here to enjoy the beautiful scenery of Xinqing. Bees frequently swarm on the swings you have swung on, and there are fragrant flowers on the ropes left by your delicate hands. Those places where we once had the same memories, you are no longer there. Some people walked away silently. Someone said: I have always thought that there are many farewell rituals in this world, such as drinking, traveling, or simply crying. But later I realized that most of the farewells in life are silent. It turns out that the meeting one day was actually the last one. On the one hand, even if we are not separated by mountains and rivers, we will never meet again. Zhang Ailing said: For people after the age of thirty, ten or eight years are just a matter of time. For young people, three to five years can last a lifetime. When we were young, we always thought that the time we spent together lasted a lifetime. After the tea cools down, we finally understand that life is like a train, there are always people going up and down, and the person who accompanies you to the end is the most precious. Yan Shu said: The mountains and rivers in our eyes are so far away, and the falling flowers and wind and rain hurt the spring even more. It is better to take pity on the people in front of us.
What has passed away has gone far, cherishing the present becomes true!