Liang Zhu's poems

Liang Zhu's poems are as follows:

1, Liang Zhu, classmates * * * pillow dreams are hard to chase. Acacia turns into a sick soul and a butterfly. Liang Zhu.

2, red makeup wrapped in two suitable, talented and beautiful * * * Changting. I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, but I don't forget when I am greedy and happy. The nearest Zhu Yingtai.

3, the Covenant of life and death is unfinished, and the marriage of thousands of miles is a thread. If it weren't for the day we met, who would believe that there are hoary heads in the world? Zhu Liang's death.

4. Butterfly dance, Liang Zhu. Acacia turned into a disease, staring at Li's soul and turning into a butterfly. Dancing butterfly.

5. Sorrow fades away, like spring water. The poor white bones by the river are still a girl's "Liang Zhu Parting".

6, green manure, both red and thin, talented and beautiful * * * Changting. I don't know if I am a guest in my dream, but I don't forget when I am greedy and happy. The recent parting.

7. When we meet again, we are already white-haired and lovesick. Fly into butterflies in pairs, Liang Zhu. Liang Zhu meets again.

8. Butterfly dancing, Liang Zhu. When we met again, Yu Kai was too late to be white-haired, his lovesickness turned into a disease, and his soul came back. Butterfly dance reunion.

9. Become a butterfly's dream trip, Liang Zhu. Acacia turns into a sick soul and a butterfly. Liang Zhu becomes a butterfly.

10, red makeup is suitable for both, judging that the beauty Changting is fake. Become a butterfly's dream trip, Liang Zhu. Recently turned into a butterfly.

1 1, when I said goodbye, I was already white-haired and lovesick. Fly into butterflies in pairs, Liang Zhu. Goodbye, Liang Zhu.

12, Butterfly Dance, Liang Zhu. Butterfly dance farewell.

13, Liang Zhu, Changting, two of a kind.

14, red makeup reflects flowers and shadows, and grow old together.

15, the sound of the piano in the moonlight sends acacia, and the sleeves dance in the wind.

16, all the troubles in the world are passers-by, only accompanied by true feelings.

17, my son is flying in pairs, full of spring, playing with mandarin ducks, and Xia Bo is swinging.

18, autumn wind blows away sorrow, and winter snow covers long thoughts.

19, I wish to give Jade Bird good news when it is beautiful.

20, hold your hand * * * Whitehead, accompany you for a lifetime.