I'm afraid,
I will always be the root of loneliness.
How wonderful the third number itself is,
My three,
Why are you hiding under that ugly root number?
How I wish I was a 9,
Because nine only needs a small operation,
Can get rid of this cruel fate.
I know it's hard for me to see my sun again,
It's endless like this,
1.732 1…………
I don't want my life to be so sad.
Until that day,
I saw it,
The other root number is three.
It's beautiful,
Come and dance,
We multiply each other,
Get the number of your dreams,
Perfect integer.
We break the chains of fate,
Gently dance the wand of love.
Our square root has been solved.
My love is reborn.
I can't promise you a fairy tale world,
There is no guarantee that you will grow up overnight.
But I promise you,
You can live freely and happily forever like a princess.
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2. Wan Yu's monologue is a very touching passage for Wan Yu, dear Zhan Bo:
When you read this letter, I will be on my way to the airport. Please forgive me for changing my flight. I know that if I see you, I will definitely be unable to leave, because I can't bear to part with each and every one of you, especially you. The days with you are the happiest time in my life. Although I don't want to end, I have to start a new story. Zhan Bo, I don't understand what love is, yes. Love is when you love someone, you will give up your freedom in exchange for his freedom. Love means that when you fall in love with someone, you will change your life and fulfill his wish. Love means that when you fall in love with someone, you will be willing to let go and leave the best memories and blessings. The most beautiful thing in love is not necessarily the ending. You didn't lose your life when you traveled together. Forgive my naivety. This is the best ending I can think of.
Love Wan Yu.
3. The full text of the confession poem written by Zhan Bo to Wan Yu in the first season and 20 episodes of ipartment. The Root of Loneliness 3 1 is a poem that Kumar Patel confessed to his girlfriend in Adventures of Looking for Castle 2.
Lonely Root Number 3 was modified and quoted by China TV series ipartment in episodes 19 and 20 of the first season. This is a poem of Zhan Bo's confession to Wan Yu. I am afraid that I will always be the root of loneliness. How wonderful the number three itself is. Why is my number three hidden under that ugly root sign?
How I wish I were a nine, because nine only need a small operation to get rid of this cruel fate. I know it's hard for me to see my sun again, just like this endless 1.438+0 ................. I don't want my life to be so sad.
Until that day, I saw another root number three. So beautiful and flawless, jumping and jumping, we multiply each other to get the dream number, as complete as an integer.
We break the shackles of fate and gently dance the wand of love. Our square root has been solved.
My love is reborn. I can't guarantee that I can give you a fairy tale world, and I can't guarantee that I can grow up overnight.
But I promise, you can live freely and happily forever like a princess. Root number three of loneliness: I am afraid that I will always be the root number of loneliness. What a wonderful number this is. Why is my root number three hidden under that ugly root number? How I wish I were a nine, because nine only need a small operation to get rid of this cruel fate. I know it's hard for me to see my sun again, just like this endless sun. I don't want my life to be so sad/kloc-0 18.00000000035 Until that day, I saw another root number, number three, dancing so beautifully. We will multiply each other to get the ideal integer. We smash the shackles of fate and gently dance the wand of love. Our square root has been solved. Ipartment Expo confessed to Wan Yu (7 pieces). My love is reborn. I can't guarantee that I can give you a fairy tale world, and I can't guarantee that I can grow up overnight, but I swear I will love you forever. You can live freely and happily forever like a princess.
4. In ipartment, Zhan Bo wrote the song "Lonely Root Number Three" to Wan Yu. I am afraid that I will always be lonely Root Number Three.
How wonderful the number three itself is. Why is my number three hidden under that ugly root sign? How I wish I were a nine, because nine only need a small operation to get rid of this cruel fate.
I know it's hard for me to see my sun again, so it's endless. 1.438+0 ............... I don't want my life to be so sad. Until that day, I saw another root number three.
So beautiful and flawless, dancing, we multiply each other and get the number we dream of, perfect as an integer. We break the shackles of fate and gently dance the wand of love.
Our square root has been solved. My love is reborn.
I can't promise you a fairy tale world, and I can't guarantee that I can grow up overnight. But I promise, you can live freely and happily forever like a princess.
5. Ask Gu Taiqing that the willow wind is slanting, people are quiet at dusk and sleep well.
Short candles will burn out, long ones will go out, and small ones will increase. The red chamber does not close the screen window, but is covered by a wisp of spring marks.
Light smoke, dissolved in the hospital, the moon is in pear blossoms. -"Early Spring Hatred, Spring Night" and "Drunken Man's Mothers", titled Yunlin's "Lake Moon Piano Picture", the sky is long, the sky in Ming Che is vast, and the smoke waves are vast.
Bright streamers, beautiful women flying fairy. Silent and noisy sleeves promote string singing.
According to weeping willows and plain toads, shadows are biased. Envy your ambition, flowing water.
At this time, I ask you, is your heart idle? The cloud is wide, the moon is self-evident, and the new sound is harmonious. Slightly slow hair twisted, the moon is bright and the autumn night is cold.
Gu Taiqing, whose name is Zi Chun, was born in Hanjun Banner. Dorobel painted the side room.
There is "God Bless Song Ji". Sendai has a virtual pavilion, and Guizhulan is the hall.
The east wind blows Luo Yi. Step turn to peony wood, and Ficus pumila is the door wall.
Wave a cup to make you happy, and sing a poem and grass. The stars reflect the home and the moon shines on the hatchback.
For fun and good times, the situation is long. On the twelfth floor, there is a floor where immortals live.
Press the sapphire case on the left and the book of the red treasure on the right. Qiong Yao made a dangerous crown, and Furong dragged it lightly.
Smile with jade teeth, calmly remove Dan. Look down at the running water and shoot squid in the clear waves.
Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, reading space. Wushan Mountain is high and majestic, and the river is blue and deep.
There are balcony people in the room, quiet and elegant. Cui sleeve leans against Zhu Lan, and the color is often beautiful.
I want to follow it, but I can't see three bluebirds. The sun set under the rocks and dark clouds gathered.
Misty smoke fans repair Zhu, and birds throw themselves into the forest. Clear night and cool moon, open the window and play the piano.
Things are long in the world, and the sound is on the string. After the Qingming snow, Mrs. Shi Tai visited the Xishan Temple. The flowers in March haven't been released yet, and spring suddenly passed the Qingming Festival.
There are countless clouds moving on the mountain, and the forest trees are covered with snow. The strange stone crouches like a tiger, and the old pine is named Wolong.
In the evening, the blue stream adds new water and looks back at the evening mist. Dongshan Caotang is full of spring water, and spring comes to Caotang.
When Huang Mao first built the roof, Yan Zi wanted to see the beams. Flowers and trees are really interesting, and books are antique.
The new rain breaks, and the calyx is graceful and clear. Shu Qi urged calyx, spring breeze into the bottle.
The long curtains are silent during the day, and people are still singing birds. Sweep the seat to clear the moss invasion marks of pine shadow.
Shantang is a simple place, and the ci is connected with Wenyuan. At dusk, the face is dark and the ground is getting warmer in the south.
In spring, waiting to see the grass by the river, the heavenly heart has thundered. On the sunny window, the colored lines are coiled with gold rays, and the blue sea and the spirit wind break the jade plum.
Suddenly, I was born for 34 years and had a few drinks in a hundred years. On Qingming Day, the two main double bridges have a new original rhyme, Xiao Temple hangs on the Yang bank, and that bay is the Ming Lake.
I have been here for 25 years. Biwa mournful spring hall, jade peak sees distant mountains.
The monk's window faces the running water and wants to listen to the gurgling. If you want to go to Chengxi Temple, you have to wait for apricot flowers.
The body is still cold, and credit is not allowed in good times. Ada will dip in the spring water and cross the river tomorrow night.
When the mountains are exhausted, the number of flashes belongs to the crow. The beauty of Bozoji's treasure lies in Yunfeng, and the spring mountains are covered with green grass.
Cool Zen Room, inscribed by Kethleen. On the platform of Huayu, the sound of spring is in the west.
Climb the foggy city, and the smoke in every well is low. Tiantai Temple in Younan Valley On March 3, Tiantai Temple entered the Dharma Hall in the afternoon.
Ruins mourn the country, and spring grass covers the mountains, cattle and sheep. Platycladus orientalis in front of the courtyard is true, and the peach blossoms at the mouth of the cave are wonderful.
Laughter means that he was buried in that year, and my hometown is in the white clouds. This road named after itself is like the decoration of Shuangfeng Ji Ya Road. Looking back on Yunshan, there is a long way to go.
If you don't become immortal, Yan can stay, and Ma Gu's temples are frosty. On the first day of New Year's Day, firecrackers scattered crows, and there were thousands of fireworks in Spring City.
Pipa is on a new day, but the stirrup didn't last year. Death turns to human feelings, and it is necessary to guard against poverty.
Saving people from drowning is thrilling. Who dares to be young when you are idle? On the 22 nd, I crossed Tianning Temple from Baiyun Temple and then passed Tianning Temple, and the flowers were dyed.
Fairy film is a fascinating story, and the wind barrier protects spring vegetables. Weeds are thicker than embroidery, and mountains are lighter than Xu Ruo.
Fang hopes that it will rain today and the wheat will be hoed in time. Fayuan Temple saw Haitang meet Ruan Xu Shishan Zhirenlan, that is, Qian Baifu's old man's poem rhyme presented a stone piece on the second wall, which was handed down from generation to generation.
Just read the poem well and want to see the old man. Flying around the seat, it is turbid blue smoke.
The meditation room is quiet in spring, and the incense meets the headwind. Spring flowers are full of trees, and abundant gods borrow guests to pass on.
The shade turns with the sun and the red leaves are at the mercy of the wind. Encounter Jiangnan show and play French cigarettes indiscriminately.
Send a poem to Jun, ask the window. You can use the rhyme carved by the stone carving in Wu Xunlu Lane to flow to the mountain building for seven miles, which is flat and not annoying.
There are springs under the stone hall, and the buddhas are intertwined. Moss can't see the past, and the dense green doubt has not begun.
Longquan ancient wall fell, how to wear tiger's tail spring ice? On the fishing beam, the waterfowl in the evening reflects the mountains and blue beaches.
Eat, drink and be merry in time, and waste time. Kaiyuan remnant tablet is embedded in the cliff, thanks to Lu Xiang's carved poems.
Looking at the mountain all the way, two waters merge into a flood. Ma Dongfeng is fragrant, and Yuanyang jade is surprised.
Guitu may ask when the pear blossom will bear fruit today. Spring waves are boundless, and the world is so long.
Why don't you pull a deer cart and swim in the clouds to win the market? At night, at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, stay in Longquan Temple, all the way into the clouds, and go through the Woods in pairs.
It's not too cold in front of the mountain, and there are stars all over the sky. In summer, I came back from boating in the east of the city. If you don't go to the east of the city for 30 years, the clouds will grow.
Occasionally, there are new songs on the wild shore, and the dead wood at the mountain gate is still there. Monks no longer welcome past guests, but I still remember when Liu was a boat.
The wind woke me up all the way, and there was a faint smoke in the west. At the end of the year, send my brother to Dongpo and my son. See the rhyme snow from the bitter cold, the north wind rises. It's the end of the year and the New Year.
When you talk about one of the guests, you should pay back the money. Afraid of going on a food trip, disgusting and tired.
Send books twice a month, and one book has five or six articles. Tell me something about the guests, a little good karma.
I like the county magistrate to swim with it. My brother is a bookworm, and the rest are just teenagers.
Protect yourself wisely, think twice before you act, and move forward cautiously. The source varies from time to time. Please see Yi and Dragon.
Happiness is not poor, and it is worthy of the sky. And waiting for the spring breeze, everything is fresh.
I give you my fox skin and a jade patent. Looking up at the south cloud, the new geese will spin north.
At the beginning of forty, I felt that I was not free, and my tears flowed in vain on this day. I haven't heard from Goose every now and then, and the poem has been handed in for several years.
It's fleeting, shocking and personal. That is even more reminiscent of childhood. Dongfeng had a dream.
After the death of my late master, I no longer like these poems. The poem "Winter Window" was sung, which was impressive and unforgettable. I dare not complain about the misfortunes in my life. It also shows that the two children are sleepy and sitting around the stove. It is extremely painful to open books and read the heritage.
In this case, the body is weak, tears are numerous, and the eyes are unknown. The immortal has ascended to immortality and floated back to Yujing.
There are silly and stubborn children and women who are babies. Fighting millet and ruler cloth won't do.
There are many rafters in the rough lanes, and there is no difference between an empty valley and an empty valley. Whoops, the children cried, and their hearts were shaken by sadness.
I want to die under the spring, but I dare not be light. How does Yu Ji cherish herself and be a teacher for you?
Ji Haisheng cried every day, the east wind was cold, and the empty house was quiet.
6. Ask Gu Taiqing's poem that the willow wind is slanting, people are quiet at dusk and sleep well.
Short candles will burn out, long ones will go out, and small ones will increase. The red chamber does not close the screen window, but is covered by a wisp of spring marks.
Light smoke, dissolved in the hospital, the moon is in pear blossoms. -"Early Spring Hatred, Spring Night" and "Drunken Man's Mothers", titled Yunlin's "Lake Moon Piano Picture", the sky is long, the sky in Ming Che is vast, and the smoke waves are vast.
Bright streamers, beautiful women flying fairy. Silent and noisy sleeves promote string singing.
According to weeping willows and plain toads, shadows are biased. Envy your ambition, flowing water.
At this time, I ask you, is your heart idle? The cloud is wide, the moon is self-evident, and the new sound is harmonious. Slightly slow hair twisted, the moon is bright and the autumn night is cold.
Gu Taiqing, whose name is Zi Chun, was born in Hanjun Banner. Dorobel painted the side room.
There is "God Bless Song Ji". Sendai has a virtual pavilion, and Guizhulan is the hall.
The east wind blows Luo Yi. Step turn to peony wood, and Ficus pumila is the door wall.
Wave a cup to make you happy, and sing a poem and grass. The stars reflect the home and the moon shines on the hatchback.
For fun and good times, the situation is long. On the twelfth floor, there is a floor where immortals live.
Press the sapphire case on the left and the book of the red treasure on the right. Qiong Yao made a dangerous crown, and Furong dragged it lightly.
Smile with jade teeth, calmly remove Dan. Look down at the running water and shoot squid in the clear waves.
Looking up at the blue sky and white clouds, reading space. Wushan Mountain is high and majestic, and the river is blue and deep.
There are balcony people in the room, quiet and elegant. Cui sleeve leans against Zhu Lan, and the color is often beautiful.
I want to follow it, but I can't see three bluebirds. The sun set under the rocks and dark clouds gathered.
Misty smoke fans repair Zhu, and birds throw themselves into the forest. Clear night and cool moon, open the window and play the piano.
Things are long in the world, and the sound is on the string. After the Qingming snow, Mrs. Shi Tai visited the Xishan Temple. The flowers in March haven't been released yet, and spring suddenly passed the Qingming Festival.
There are countless clouds moving on the mountain, and the forest trees are covered with snow. The strange stone crouches like a tiger, and the old pine is named Wolong.
In the evening, the blue stream adds new water and looks back at the evening mist. Dongshan Caotang is full of spring water, and spring comes to Caotang.
When Huang Mao first built the roof, Yan Zi wanted to see the beams. Flowers and trees are really interesting, and books are antique.
The new rain breaks, and the calyx is graceful and clear. Shu Qi urged calyx, spring breeze into the bottle.
The long curtains are silent during the day, and people are still singing birds. Sweep the seat to clear the moss invasion marks of pine shadow.
Shantang is a simple place, and the ci is connected with Wenyuan. At dusk, the face is dark and the ground is getting warmer in the south.
In spring, waiting to see the grass by the river, the heavenly heart has thundered. On the sunny window, the colored lines are coiled with gold rays, and the blue sea and the spirit wind break the jade plum.
Suddenly, I was born for 34 years and had a few drinks in a hundred years. On Qingming Day, the two main double bridges have a new original rhyme, Xiao Temple hangs on the Yang bank, and that bay is the Ming Lake.
I have been here for 25 years. Biwa mournful spring hall, jade peak sees distant mountains.
The monk's window faces the running water and wants to listen to the gurgling. If you want to go to Chengxi Temple, you have to wait for apricot flowers.
The body is still cold, and credit is not allowed in good times. Ada will dip in the spring water and cross the river tomorrow night.
When the mountains are exhausted, the number of flashes belongs to the crow. The beauty of Bozoji's treasure lies in Yunfeng, and the spring mountains are covered with green grass.
Cool Zen Room, inscribed by Kethleen. On the platform of Huayu, the sound of spring is in the west.
Climb the foggy city, and the smoke in every well is low. Tiantai Temple in Younan Valley On March 3, Tiantai Temple entered the Dharma Hall in the afternoon.
Ruins mourn the country, and spring grass covers the mountains, cattle and sheep. Platycladus orientalis in front of the courtyard is true, and the peach blossoms at the mouth of the cave are wonderful.
Laughter means that he was buried in that year, and my hometown is in the white clouds. This road named after itself is like the decoration of Shuangfeng Ji Ya Road. Looking back on Yunshan, there is a long way to go.
If you don't become immortal, Yan can stay, and Ma Gu's temples are frosty. On the first day of New Year's Day, firecrackers scattered crows, and there were thousands of fireworks in Spring City.
Biwa is on New Year's Day, and the palace stirrup didn't spend last year. Death turns to human feelings, and it is necessary to guard against poverty.
Saving people from drowning is thrilling. Who dares to be young when you are idle? On the 22 nd, I crossed Tianning Temple from Baiyun Temple and then passed Tianning Temple, and the flowers were dyed.
Fairy film is a fascinating story, and the wind barrier protects spring vegetables. Weeds are thicker than embroidery, and mountains are lighter than Xu Ruo.
Fang hopes that it will rain today and the wheat will be hoed in time. Fayuan Temple saw Haitang meet Ruan Xu Shishan Zhirenlan, that is, Qian Baifu's old man's poem rhyme presented a stone piece on the second wall, which was handed down from generation to generation.
Just read the poem well and want to see the old man. Flying around the seat, it is turbid blue smoke.
The meditation room is quiet in spring, and the incense meets the headwind. Spring flowers are full of trees, and abundant gods borrow guests to pass on.
The shade turns with the sun and the red leaves are at the mercy of the wind. Encounter Jiangnan show and play French cigarettes indiscriminately.
Send a poem to Jun, ask the window. You can use the rhyme carved by the stone carving in Wu Xunlu Lane to flow to the mountain building for seven miles, which is flat and not annoying.
There are springs under the stone hall, and the buddhas are intertwined. Moss can't see the past, and the dense green doubt has not begun.
Longquan ancient wall fell, how to wear tiger's tail spring ice? On the fishing beam, the waterfowl in the evening reflects the mountains and blue beaches.
Eat, drink and be merry in time, and waste time. Kaiyuan remnant tablet is embedded in the cliff, thanks to Lu Xiang's carved poems.
Looking at the mountain all the way, two waters merge into a flood. Ma Dongfeng is fragrant, and Yuanyang jade is surprised.
Guitu may ask when the pear blossom will bear fruit today. Spring waves are boundless, and the world is so long.
Why don't you pull a deer cart and swim in the clouds to win the market? At night, at the foot of Cuiwei Mountain, stay in Longquan Temple, all the way into the clouds, and go through the Woods in pairs.
It's not too cold in front of the mountain, and there are stars all over the sky. In summer, I came back from boating in the east of the city. If you don't go to the east of the city for 30 years, the clouds will grow.
Occasionally, there are new songs on the wild shore, and the dead wood at the mountain gate is still there. Monks no longer welcome past guests, but I still remember when Liu was a boat.
The wind woke me up all the way, and there was a faint smoke in the west. At the end of the year, send my brother to Dongpo and my son. See the rhyme snow from the bitter cold, the north wind rises. It's the end of the year and the New Year.
When you talk about one of the guests, you should pay back the money. Afraid of going on a food trip, disgusting and tired.
Send books twice a month, and one book has five or six articles. Tell me something about the guests, a little good karma.
I like the county magistrate to swim with it. My brother is a bookworm, and the rest are just teenagers.
Protect yourself wisely, think twice before you act, and move forward cautiously. The source varies from time to time. Please see Yi and Dragon.
Happiness is not poor, and it is worthy of the sky. And waiting for the spring breeze, everything is fresh.
I give you my fox skin and a jade patent. Looking up at the south cloud, the new geese will spin north.
At the beginning of forty, I felt that I was not free, and my tears flowed in vain on this day. I haven't heard from Goose every now and then, and the poem has been handed in for several years.
It's fleeting, shocking and personal. That is even more reminiscent of childhood. Dongfeng had a dream.
After the death of my late master, I no longer like these poems. The poem "Winter Window" was sung, which was impressive and unforgettable. I dare not complain about the misfortunes in my life. It also shows that the two children are sleepy and sitting around the stove. It is extremely painful to open books and read the heritage.
In this case, the body is weak, tears are numerous, and the eyes are unknown. The immortal has ascended to immortality and floated back to Yujing.
There are silly and stubborn children and women who are babies. Fighting millet and ruler cloth won't do.
There are many rafters in the rough lanes, and there is no difference between an empty valley and an empty valley. Whoops, the children cried, and their hearts were shaken by sadness.
I want to die under the spring, but I dare not be light. How does Yu Ji cherish herself and be a teacher for you?
Ji Haisheng cried every day, the east wind was cold, and the empty house was quiet.