An old saying full of affection between master and apprentice

1. Who turns over the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the snuff is thin all night. Know what bothers you, wake up and get drunk. I have never been to Xie Qiao in my dream. -Nalan Xingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds"

2. Long street kiosks, bursts of fireworks, I look back by the light. The moon flies and the world of mortals is rolling. You sigh and listen to the string break, only hate it, I will use my three fireworks once, and I will always be confused for you.

3. How many mortals pass by, how many clouds pass by, and when we say goodbye, the world is scattered.

4. The past events covered by years are fleeting and covered with faint sadness.

I am on the other side of the river, watching the return, and it is hopeless.

6. The ancient rhyme and beautiful prose moistened all night in the spring rain, and the ground was red and wet. I couldn't sleep last night and my heart was broken. Wake up in the morning, slowly open the window, clear water, thinking about the past three or two times, as if it were yesterday.

7. Ancient rhymes are always hard to say. Why do you always talk about yin and yang? If you only want to grow up and be together, this is the hardest thing to blame. It's hard to say goodbye to sadness, and it's hard to tell you how lonely you are for the vast starry sky.

8. I've been waiting all my life, but I can't get your instant gaze.

9. Mulberry, with its sleeves full of fragrance, lost its worldly feelings in her fingers, danced the prosperity of her life, played a romantic and sad song and a bright moon, and carried a wisp of breeze through the lonely fingers of the Millennium dust, slipping through the sadness of her soul. How much affection did not fly, how much laughter and tears flew, and suddenly looking back, the melancholy dream poured into the tenderness and poetry of her life.

10. Looking back for the last time on Naihe Bridge, I turned the last trace of nostalgia for the world of mortals into two lines of clear tears on my pale cheeks. Tears entered Meng Po Tang and stayed in Sansheng Stone and past lives. Many samsaras came to my eyes, frozen for thousands of years, lonely for thousands of years, and everything was silent at that moment. How can we leave in previous lives, meet in this life, and meet again in the afterlife? If you live your dream, you will get a hundredfold.

1 1. Still water flows deeply, and the noise is singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

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13. Last night, the female crown was in the middle of the night. Wei Zhuang dreamed clearly on the pillow. Long old peach blossom face, low frequency arch eyebrows. Shame and joy, want to go and feel reluctant. It's so sad to know that it's a dream.

14. Looking at the thirty-three houses, the highest one is not far from hating the sky; It is difficult to get sick for 440 times, and the most bitter thing is long-term care.

15. The breeze dances in the bright moon, and the dream falls in the flowers. When I wake up, it seems like a lifetime ago, and my brow is full of acacia. Lonely in the world, drunk and dreamy, insatiable. Worried thoughts have no boundaries. A person in front of the window, letting the wind blow, watching the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you stroking the jade emperor again and playing the strings drunk? Looking at the Millennium, prosperity has passed, but my infatuation has not changed. It's a pity that after wandering for several times, it's still sweet talk among the flowers in my dream.

16. The dream is wet and empty, and the frequent knocking of clouds surprises residual leakage. A cup of turbid wine is ugly and the world of mortals is thorough.

17. The sword rises with misty peaks, and in the distance, the smoke falls and the flowers fall, and the dream is like Long song.

18. Dark clouds cover the moon, and no one can tell you how lonely you are.

19. A long way to go, less hate and parting, splendid lovesickness, treating others with pity.

20. The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

2 1. The world of mortals has you and the world of mortals has me. Words that have been tossed and turned thousands of times in my heart, there are dreams on this side and no worries on the other side. Bloom, a dream in this life. Bloom flowers, a thought with the wind. In the sky, you are in your heart.

22. After repeated tears, life is only hard to die.

23. When you are drunk, tears make people look good. My heart is still missing, my love is stranded and my life is scattered, but I can't leave that summer, and I will always leave my thoughts in that fleeting time.