I know how to make a long farewell.
Weeding is at noon, I love you so much; Sweat drops to the earth, brave for love; Who knows the Chinese food on the plate, it is difficult to swallow without knowing the taste; Every grain is hard, I love you. Love me, do not hesitate, hurry!
An old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the voice of blessing was given to his friend. Fireworks go down in Yangzhou in March. After the lovesickness between the two places broke up, the lonely sails sailed and the blue sky was exhausted. When I went to see my relatives, I only saw the Yangtze River flowing in the sky. Take care and be safe. Goodbye and have a safe trip!
The girl on the wall of the red chamber is resting, taking off her skirt and going to bed alone. Prostitution. Who squeezes the windowsill? The two thieves looked at each other. Flowers floating in the water, one woman and two thieves, can't get rid of this idea, climbing the wall and meeting a German shepherd.
An almond came out of the wall and flew into the homes of ordinary people.
If life is like the first time, everything will go to Sanbaotang, not afraid of clouds and fog, just want to see you again, willing to be a lovebird in the sky and a telephone line under the ground.
Thousands of miles away from home, distant thoughts; A maid-in-waiting has lived here for twenty years, and love has traveled through time and space. However, ask her for this song, the first few words, and the voice is calling you; Seeing how hard she tried to hold back her tears, they both gave home. Dear lover, I miss you very much. I often see you in my dreams. I wish all the best and hope to get together soon!
Such a bright thread at the foot of my bed feels like frost, just because the lovely person is not in front of me. I want to drown my sorrows in wine, but I am afraid of nectar. I am even more at a loss when I am drunk. I asked my dear, when will you come back to me?
Who has not died since ancient times, it is better to hang the southeast branch
The moon is in the sky, the Goddess Chang'e flying to the moon. In the infinite haze of the sea of clouds, Hongyan handed books. The wind from thousands of miles sends my best wishes. Knock on Yumenguan battlements and hold your hand. Good luck and sweet dreams, dear; May we hold hands romantically and have a happy life.
I thought the prince would meet the princess, but I didn't expect the dinosaur to meet the frog.
The same is true of hipsters in the world. Wanshui Qian Shan flows eastward, I don't know how shallow I am, until Brother Sharp went to Xi, and when will he come back to drink with Brother Chun? Ann can never suffer from the grandstanding of Xi-feng, showing an honest face.