Tang gengkun
Wozhou first looks at the sea and works hand in hand with fashion.
In summer, wings spread and new ones grow.
The moon is as far as grass, and the body is higher than the sunset.
Yang hu hurt the scenery, who is different from me.
Golden summer will come.
Don Wu Yuan Heng.
It's not Gu Yongchuan, and I have no intention of visiting princes.
In summer, gold will fall, and cool wheat will fall.
Seeing the distant mountains by my pillow, I am worried about the rain behind closed doors.
More memories of Tolingi, a first-class poet.
Summer-relieving
Tang Bai Juyi
How to get to the hospital for the summer vacation?
There is nothing in front of me but the breeze under the window.
The heat dissipation changed from calm to cool, and the room was empty.
At this time, it is difficult to spend more time with others.
A Zen meets a slight summer heat
Tang Liping.
But I remember sitting in the gazebo, where the water flowed several times.
When an Zen encounters a slight summer heat, he is ill and enters the high autumn.
Shuiguo once said that Yunlin was half-aged.
Watching the moon set is like asking for help.
high fever
Song luyou
Ten thousand tiles are like fire dragons,
When the train is stationary, sweat melts.
Without the help of feathers,
Sit and feel steamed cooking.
I promise you a cool summer love story.
Just because I am too young, I always take time too lightly.
Butterfly kites fly far away. With the disappearance of the sky, all the fables heard have been stranded by the years.
Have a guilty conscience Facts have proved that making a mistake can ruin a person's life.
There is no sunshine in the old city. You look like one of my dreams.
I can't wait to grow old overnight and never be apart from you again.
You didn't return, so I had to settle for my fate.
The best thing I have done in my life is to love you as always; What I regret most is my unwavering insistence on you.
The past has passed, and I always use this sentence to prevaricate myself, but my heart won't allow me to give up.
Who are you, the pen-tip boy who misses you so much, turned into a song on the desolate road of the city.
It turns out that there is such a love in this world. Cry if you don't talk.
Hugging is the most alienated gesture, because you will never see each other's expression.
Love is in one's lifetime, before the heart dies.
Throw it away like a painting, and turn her smile into a flower, which will overcome the empty worries in this life.
I won't see you off when you leave. I'll pick you up when you come back from all over town.
When you were young, you made a decision to devote your life to love. Later, you didn't die. Youth saved your life.
I hide where you can't find me. No sun, no warmth, no water, no light.
I heard that the meaning of traveling is to escape. It was not a city that escaped, but a memory.
Every youth will grow old, but I hope you will always be good in my memory.
The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.
A wandering life, at the other end of time, can change all the promises beyond recognition.
Looking at the old people around you, memories and emptiness are awakened.
Ten years later, when we meet, we may greet each other.
Thank you for your madness, which reminds me of the past every time.
I don't want to be a brilliant fireworks in an instant, just want to be your ordinary forever.
Time may not give birth to love, but it will meet people's hearts, and time will tell the truth.
Humble to the dust, and then bloom.
People who haven't cried late at night are not enough to talk about life.
Some people are lonely in the noise, while others are busy in loneliness.
Live a carefree life with an indifferent attitude.
If the reunion is for another forgetfulness, I'd rather never meet you again.
Once, I regarded you as my life. Now, I can only laugh at my past.
Time will heal all wounds, and I will be overwhelmed by time.
The human heart is a mental journey, and it is always difficult to find the end point and hug.
If the existence of love brings harm, then I would rather throw love into the sea.
No matter how time changes, the secret in my heart will never find an exit.
Broken promises were mended yesterday.
I also want to say how gentle she is to make you forget me.
The future that was once close at hand is now far away. Loneliness stung my back.
Face the complexity of life with the simplicity of a glass of water.
Believe in a person's cleanest and most thorough courage at this age.
There are four pains in life: I can't see through it, I can't bear it, I can't afford to lose it, and I can't let it go.
You gave me enough light to travel across the world.
You betrayed eternity.
Time is not old, we will not leave.
The best place is where you have never been. The best time is when you can't come back.
Even if the world is deserted, there will always be people who will become your followers.
I hope you are happy, because that is my greatest wish. I am afraid that you will be happy, because then you will forget me.
The deepest loneliness is not being alone for a long time, but having no expectation in my heart.
Some people, at first sight, look at 10 thousand years; Some heart, once started, flowing water under the bridge.
Sometimes it is inevitable to blame the hand of time and write love as love.
Maybe I haven't forgotten, but I can't remember that there was a person in my heart.
Silence is your best role. Delete the memory and promise not to cry this time.
If I see through time and love
We live so miserable, why pray for warmth.
Cool thin by nature, withdrawn by nature, you see, I am such a woman.
I used to think I was young and ignorant. But now I am still immature.
Love from pure white to pale, from pale to dust, all dreams are involved in chaos, dare not think about anything.
I was at a loss and disappeared in the years.
Some memory wars have won time, can withstand fleeting time, can withstand parting, and can withstand missing.
You and I first met, one was young and the other was ignorant.
I'm afraid that love can't stand it in the end, and everything will undoubtedly turn into hate.
Slowly, you will believe that nothing is unforgivable and no one will be with you forever.
Who put a sniper in your heart, so that you can't prevent it.
In the torrent of time, we suddenly stood on both sides of the strait, drifting away. The years passed quietly and we didn't have time to say goodbye.
I'm always used to being what you like, but I ignore what I should be.
I live in your name.
I just found out that I love you more than I thought, but I accidentally missed you.
The dream is like a light year. In the sound of the piano, you will take away the drift bottle.
When I woke up, I felt pain in a trance.
Sometimes I suddenly get very upset, don't tell people and don't want to go out, and I will become more and more isolated and lonely.
After thousands of years of chaos and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, I am still here.
I forgot that the world fell into the crack of love in this minute, lit the candlelight and just hugged each other.
It's my fault. I love you with all my heart, but I forgot that you are covered with scars. Even if I give you a thousand thanks, I can't touch your scar.
I'm not afraid of hordes passing by, and I'm afraid you won't be around.
The more shabby the house is, the more charming it is. How many sights you have seen with me can be counted with one hand.
You loved me then, and I didn't love you then. I can't bear to feel anything about it.
How little do I know about you before I dare to love you.
She and her memory are locked in the old city by me, so no one can get out and no one else can get in.
I'm not afraid to find, I'm not afraid to wait, I'm afraid that the person who loves me the most in this world will be absent from me for a long time.
I'm not a moth. I can't burn my own city. I prefer to believe that a dead heart is another kind of power.
The best time is that I love you and you love me.
I am so brave, I know I have nothing to say, and I fantasize that you are by my side.
People's hearts are all fleshy, and their troubles are all caused by themselves.
If you really love each other, how could you be willing to part?
The hand of memory will always pick up those bright sorrows.
I don't mind being alone, it's more comfortable than loving you.
How many times have I painted my memories in a circle, but I have turned around in the same place countless times.
You are my tattoo lover, which makes me hurt.
At that time, never leaving, has become a matter of today's separation.
I said it doesn't matter, but my heart hurts countless times.
You broke into my territory without scruple, and my pride was defeated.
You are probably the only world I have left, and the future I look forward to.
Life and death say you are a child, but you know more than them. For example, they are not as pure as you.
Lie prone on the table. Feel every heartbeat in your neck and take a deep breath. All I can think about is you. Can't escape.
Please tell me how to escape from the barren land you gave me.
Once, I loved you the most, dear. Now, what I love most is myself, not my dear.
I promise to give you a cool summer and a warm winter.
Five ancient poems about summer vacation
Zhang Mu in summer.
One year old is often in summer, and the foot of the mountain is better than feeling.
There is no responsibility in the official field, and there are books in the neighborhood to compile.
Every time the mountain market deceives wine, the rock lives in the divine virtue and grows peaches first.
Come at night to relieve rain and add scoundrels, and sleep in rope beds all night.
Zhu Youdun in Yuan Gong's Ci
Liquor is newly brewed into the jade pot, and there is no hot air in the depths of the water pavilion.
The king smiled and asked the princess, why do you stab Su like Xiliang?
The day after summer Jiang Nanyu.
The noise of the world makes it possible to have a rest. Huaguang shines on this ancient city.
Try to teach a famous historical article, and endure to watch the golden crown and take a monkey bath.
Harmony can be grasped tonight, and the Ming Dynasty should plan ahead.
The feast is over, the dust is beginning to settle, and there is a new cool and good autumn.
Sun Xuanchang, drama "Fu Hou Xia".
In summer, I spent the night in the shade, and several autumn rains sent Qiu Guang.
Cang Teng Cui is full of crescent moon, purple pistil is red and fragrant
There are no distinguished guests in the suburbs outside the door, and the dense leaves are cold.
How hard life is in the north and south, and happiness is a long dream.
Yuan Zhen's Poems of Twenty-four Qi in July and Summer
I always sacrifice birds with eagles, and I gradually realize that Bai Zang is deep.
The sky is blowing under the leaves, but the sky is high and the heart is not seen.
The air is mature and the wind is quiet.
Slow down the wine in the bottle and adjust the piano on your knee.
Five Ancient Poems by beginning of autumn
Autumn has begun.
[Song] Liu Han
The crow of the milk crow scattered the jade screen, and one pillow was cold and the other was cold.
There is nowhere to find the autumn sleep, and the phoenix tree is full moon.
Beginning of autumn Ridengle Garden.
Bai Juyi
I walked alone in Qujiangtou, and I went back to the horse to have a good time.
Who will teach the bleak cool breeze and the declining temples to plan for a while?
Beginning of autumn returned home from Beijing.
[Tang] Li Ying
Look at the bean curd when the autumn hedge falls, and the bamboo door will cross the water bank.
It's raining in Song House, it should be clear, and the lonely lamp in the Buddhist room is against the crimson yarn.
All day long, you are like a mouse, lazy at the snake.
Are there bass near Xijiang River? Hans Zhang didn't get home until he went home by boat.
Little mermaid, when is the spring flower and autumn moon?
[Five Dynasties] Li Yu
When is the spring flower and autumn moon? How much do you know about the past?
The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.
Carved fences and jade bricks should still exist, but Zhu Yan changed them.
How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.
"Outside the courtyard of the daily pagoda in beginning of autumn"
[Ming] Yang Ji
These days, the screen is hidden in the west, and the green dust and moss are full of leisure halls.
Being sick is too healthy, and waking up when you are drunk.
By mistake, I rang the bell and flew to the night magpie, and occasionally scattered books fell into autumn fireflies.
The Ping 'an Trail has gone to the southeast, and the wind and rain are long, listening to each other.