2. I am young and energetic. 3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, I sigh again.
4, who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance. 5. How many beauties have been lost and how many pieces of acacia have been broken, leaving only blood and tears. Let him know everything and smile for you.
Send a song to you, don't invite people to get together at the end of the song. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled.
If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips. There are trees on the mountain and branches on the tree. My heart likes you. You don't know that.
Whoever forgets each other first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.
Once upon a time, there were tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.
Spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die. Still water, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. As beautiful as flowers and pure as jade, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.
Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are. This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain and the night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.
The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
Like this star is not last night, for whom the wind and dew stand in the middle of the night. Ten years of life and death are two boundless, I don't think about it, I will never forget it, I am alone in a grave, and there is nowhere to talk.
Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River enveloped the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.
Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. Mountains and rivers hold hands, and I smile for you. I sigh the joys and sorrows of generations. My life is not up to me.
After a fleeting dream, I went back to Qushui to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon. The fog cleared and I woke up. I finally saw the truth. This is the silence that Qian Fan spent.
At the two ends of life and death, we stand on the other side of each other, gathering and dispersing like water, carrying the world, just for one word, waiting for the next meeting. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.
That's it, mountains and rivers will never see each other again. Never look back, why not?
Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water.
Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. My heart is moving, but I feel far away. Things are wrong, people are wrong, things are wrong, and the past cannot be traced.
Maybe it's the marriage in the last life, maybe it's the fault in the next life. Meeting in this life will only increase fruitless resentment. One day goes by every year, and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.
Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side.
Even if it is found that the situation is longer. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.
Just because I think, when I look back on you, I miss your dynasty and dusk. Drink a glass, drink snow, and be at a loss for another year.
Turning around, a wisp of Leng Xiang was far away, the snow was deep and the smile was shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife? A flower and a world, a leaf and a pursuit.
A song and a sigh, a person's life. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.
Who should be robbed by whom, who has been obsessed. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.
Who wakes up when the world is sleepy? Spring silkworms talk about love in vain, which is always confusing. What's the use of being persistent for a while? Try to see the bright moon in Gao Feng. I occasionally open my eyes to see the world of mortals, but my poor body is in my eyes. It's still messy when you cut it.
Ah! Like a castle peak that can't be covered, the green water keeps flowing! Willing to be a bosom friend, I miss Wan Li with a heart; The feeling is in front of you, and the dream is in your heart. It turns out that the vows of eternal love have been said again, as if they were all paid off! Water is far away, and mountains are far away.
Knowing what you know is hard to give up, so why not part? The most important thing is to stare at the infinite meaning, as if deja vu, throwing red beans in the air, where are the people in the mountains and rivers, and chivalrous tenderness always worries us.
People will never see second time around, but I mean there has been a one-night stand in the world for thousands of years, such as my twinkling sky and flying snowflakes! ! Looking across the moon, I only admire mandarin ducks, not immortals. The most important thing is to stare at the infinite meaning. It seems that I met ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ in my last life, and drunkenness is the leading edge, and it is stormy. Unreal and boundless, once met, I will never forget it.
What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host? Tears are sour and blood is salty, and regrets are hot and sweet. I only know that there is no pain in the world; It's gold and silvery white, but when I saw jealousy and black heart, I didn't know there was a blue sky above my head. If life is just like first sight, autumn wind, sadness, painting a fan, etc. But people's hearts will change, and people's hearts are easy to change. It's sunny and rainy, and the bell never complains, but if you are lucky, Jinyilang is close at hand and thousands of miles away.
The scenery is fine, there is no mutual sympathy! Beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter, and it is hard to pay. Ten years of love and a hundred years of crossing, don't cut acacia, can't bear to care! What should I do if the world slanders me, deceives me, humiliates me, laughs at me, belittles me, insults me and deceives me? Only put up with him, let him, let him, avoid him, put up with him, respect him, ignore him, stay a few more years and see where his duckweed goes. Shallow, long wave fluttering dream, heavy and conscious.
Look at it on the clear stream, swimming coldly and dripping silently. Luan mirror jade bird beside the red wine, dying, gradually forget mr.zhou's fingers, I don't know how to think.
Where Mo Wen falls, it hurts to fall and it gets cold to stay. Dust to dust, soil to soil, floating in the wind, dancing in the rain, even if we share the same bed, it is loess after all.
Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.
If I knew it was difficult to fight, I would regret not keeping it. It's natural, upright and more unique. If you don't think about it for a day, you will frown a thousand times.
When I woke up drunk in the afternoon, I was a bamboo building with a loose window. Wild birds are coming, which is a general leisure.
It's weird. It makes people want to go down. All the old allies are here, but the newcomers are nothing. Not talking? Yun Qi Qianfeng, shower price.
When the trees fall in the sun further away, how does the landscape produce a picture? Green slate sells wine, and there are others over there. As long as the mountains and rivers are splendid, nothing will happen this summer. My feet are turning over the waves, and I am worried about the past and the present.
The number of articles in the world xiaoxiang xiaoxiang articles my hometown my hometown articles my brother I changed the article Zhang Tailiu to my brother Zhang Tailiu. Was it green in the past? Even if the strip is as long as before, you have to climb up and fold his hand. He will never be able to open his arms in his life. Birds crow and flowers fall, bamboo withers and tung withers and phoenix doesn't come.
A good horse is enough, because there is no owner.
2. bloom, a poem that can be used as a personal signature, can be folded straight. Don't wait until there are no flowers! Love, the horizon is close at hand. If there is ruthlessness, it is close at hand. There are plenty of fish in the sea. Don't give up a forest for a tree. In the sky, I want to be a wing bird. Growing together on the earth, two branches of a tree. My hair hasn't reached my forehead yet. I'm picking flowers and paying by my door. When you, my love, ride a bamboo horse and trot around in circles, throwing your childhood, we live in a long lane nearby. We are all young and happy. Tang Wan's Hairpin Phoenix has a thin world and a bad feeling. It is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk.
The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult, difficult, difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away.
The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide! Lu You's "Hairpin Phoenix" has red crisp hands, yellow wine, and spring willows in the city.
Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Momomo.