For your heart, for my heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply.
3. However, this is the case in Qi Mei, but it is difficult to understand.
4. If you keep gorgeous, don't say everything is in vain.
It is better to forget each other than to care about them.
6. I am reluctant to part with you and have been forgotten in the Jianghu.
7. In my last life, I looked back frequently, and my parting handkerchief floated into the clouds. How much you miss, how much you leave.
But as soon as we met, we knew each other. What was it like when we met?
Anneng and Jun absolutely forbid to teach lovesickness in life and death.
9. Good blooming bitter fruit? Why is persistent life wrong?
10. Is a heart like glass also caused by dust?
1 1. Three points of spring scenery, two points of dust and one point of running water. In detail, it seems that it is not a flower, but a little tear.
12. My Millennium reincarnation and stories are written on the opposite side of the legend.
13. A little cinnabar, two ropas, three or five geese, four seasons chaos. Six strings are green, seven stars are hanging, eight or nine points are acacia, and ten years are lazy.
14. The silver word is full and the heart word is fragrant. The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green.
15. Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.
16. When we say goodbye, we miss each other. Say March and April, but when we say goodbye, it will be five or six years.
17. A fireworks, half-life blurred.
18. How many stares? In this way, it settled down and sealed up.
19. The world of mortals is purple, the sky is yellow, and the past life was wrong.
If there is an afterlife, please go quietly. ...
2 1. Do you dream when you sleep?
22. A bottle of wine, a shaft, evokes the joy and ups and downs of every dust;
A hemp fiber, a halberd paddle, cut the secular how much sorrow;
23. I don't know if I am a dream guest.
24. Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a stage. There is nothing, so there is no dust.
25. When you and I met and looked at each other, I thought in the distance, how did you and I agree in our last life?
26. I have an appointment with you, and the rain will not change.
27. I stand in the bustling 3,000 rooms, waiting for your promise to return.
28. The first sight is the end. No regrets, no crying. Only by maintaining the amazing heart of love at first sight can we endure loneliness until death do us part.
29. Looking back 500 times in the past life, I passed by once in this life.
30. Who says the tune of Saiqu is too sad? If you don't like it, it's because there is no desire in the song.
3 1. At that moment, I raised my wind horse not to beg for happiness but to wait for your arrival;
On that day, I closed my eyes and suddenly heard the true words in your Ode to Scripture in the fragrant fog of the temple.
32. Think, think, why not?
33. It has been ten years since the background light and the moon were overcast.
34. I can't see through it. The time is wrong. As gloomy as the years. This month's night. In the dream, hibiscus blooms. A wounded song. Eventually fell. Only desolation is left.
35. Your sunset, my face, whose one-third year?
36. Smile and forget half your troubles. Smiling, I wonder how many flowers are broken in the fog.
37. endure the name and sing shallowly. ......
Looking back, the once sea has long been changed.
39. A stranger smashed the dust at the end of the road. The prospect of resentment blooms on the other side.
40. Pick up the pen and wave down the years with thick grayish yellow. The whole city is smiling.
4 1. Who abandons who forgets who waits who loves who is who.
42. Just cry for you
43. Who covered up the glitz of my two generations? The fleeting time of dyeing my pillow.
I don't regret crying for you.
45. I am haggard for you and look forward to your return.
46. Without a gentleman, you will be sad every day.
47. Yang Leng sunset mountain rustling, pipa broken intestines.
48. It's hard not to get old. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
49. Who will complain about loneliness? Foreword is always faint.
Looking back, I can only recall that I have left.
5 1. Remember, a piece of paper is a breeze; Injury, in a word, is a thin cold.
52. It's nothing to think about things by leaning on the screen, just thinking about words.
53. A song leaves sorrow and endless grievances.
54. The song is unfinished, people are scattered, the wine is not drunk, and the heart is broken.
55. People used to be different. One was hurt, the other was forgotten, and the past was like a dream.
56. The fragrance of flowers remains the same, leaving a half-love song alone.
57. If bloom cherishes each other, flowers will not leave each other.
58. Don't look back at the north city, it will be amber, and the west city will be white.
1. I miss this life, the wind and smoke are fleeting, holding hands in the world of mortals, working day and night, setting the word for love. Two people depend on each other, like flowers, you are my only warmth, undeniable, and the bustling lips are lingering. That day, the sky was gloomy, just like my mood. Step on the broken sadness, close your eyes and can't remember your complete smile. At this time, it began to snow in my world.
2. You are my tenderness, the beauty beside my pillow, and your fragrance floats in the moonlight, warming my lifelong attachment. A flood of autumn water flows in my eyes, and my thoughts are full of urgency. Under the bright moon, I am still a dreamy woman, with long hair fluttering, dancing and taking pictures as a souvenir. And thousands of miles away, do you caress the sword and recite, white clothes are better than snow, and your smile is clear.
I spent all my youth, but I couldn't get out of the long rainy season. I sang all the way, turned around all the way, with endless aftertaste and shed tears. I turned my heart into dew, perched on the broad leaves of my dream, and fell asleep, waiting for the morning light in the afterlife to wake me up gently. Then, in this life, can you allow me to settle down and return my innocent heart to the moon, as gentle as jade and with clear eyes, just like Ying Ying when I first saw him?
4. Under whose piano music, the rustling sky and the continuous sadness softened into a Qian Qian knot? The moon falls and the crow falls. Whose wind and frost have been sung for thousands of years? When a smile provokes infatuation, it is doomed to go through a thousand years in the world of mortals. Tonight, I got drunk in my past life for no reason. Deep in the lotus root, Liuan, misty rain terrace is still a Wang Yang.
5. A wisp of smoke, curling up, dragonflies, catkins fluttering. Floating life is like a dream, quiet as water, without asking about feelings and troubles. I only wish you a good life, a good past life and a bitter life. No matter rain or snow, I just want to be indifferent, drunk and dream of death, fill my half-life displacement and bid farewell to my life. Peeling and covered with scars, waiting for the phoenix nirvana, I wish to send a piece of paper in desolation, and I wish to have clothes in this life.
6. To be together, it is hard to look at each other, which is heartbreaking; Love is fleeting, but hate is long and the lights are dim. Traveling in Qian Shan, wading through thousands of waters, missing tears on the road; Bloom in spring, leaves fall in autumn, leaving a lingering fragrance after prosperity; Looking at the sky, sighing the bright moon, lonely and melancholy; The wine is strong, the heart is drunk, and the shirt is lightly sleeved; Thinking of autumn water, thinking of Iraqis, close at hand, close to Yuanyang; The love of past lives, the debt of this life, the dream of reincarnation of the world of mortals.
7. The world of mortals has been drunk for thousands of years, accompanied by a lonely song. For you, I am drunk for eternity, and I am pale for the fleeting and eternal love in this rolling world of mortals. Thousands of years of poetry and painting, smiling and drinking your charming wine and wine. Once the sea turned into several dreams and sorrows, and their fingertips inadvertently crossed the Millennium, locking the fragrance at this moment in a melancholy heart.
8. Life is a kind of fate. From beginning to end, from scratch, from scratch, although doomed to disappear, but after all the noise, I have been here, loved, hurt, I smiled innocently, so I have no regrets. Time flies, youth is gone, how much melancholy, how much melancholy, because of continuous cutting, it is still broken. This situation is like a dream, moving around, just to pursue this fate.
9. When you are drunk, you know the dream is empty. It turns out that it is also a kind of pain to watch the residual flowers wither. Who buried the promise of a lifetime in front of your grave? Whose love of life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face for a thousand years. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, I feel sad, but I can't hide the mottled time. Burned-out elegance, for whom to turn into a flower on the other side? Whoever caresses my hair owes me the price of my life.
10. A bridge named Helpless; A river, called Forgetting River. On the banks of Sansheng Stone, Iraqis are still there. I am willing to accompany you to laugh three thousand times and leave without regrets; Remembering beauty as jade, sword as rainbow, breaking vanity; Unfortunately, Hong Fei has tried his best to worry about every word, and it is hard to think about it. Between the flowers and the moon. He smiled and drank Meng Po soup. She doesn't cry for beauty! And the rain is invincible, and the world is worried. If there is an afterlife, it will be a beautiful city. Who knows this love?
1 1. Forget when you are drunk, why bother; Pity the quiet night, the shadows are bleak. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a dream, and I, like a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the dawn.
12. Buddha said: Looking back 500 times in the past life, only for this life to pass by. Once in my life, there were many incense in my last life. Holding hands is fate, looking back is fate; Life is predestined, and love is predestined; If there is an afterlife, the afterlife is also fate. Life is made up of countless predestinations; Let you knot and untie. Cherish the fate, follow the fate, and you can see the origin and end with the Buddha's heart.
13. That year, Na Yue, that time has passed quietly. That love, that love, that acacia, has been tactfully for thousands of years. The mountain, the water and the sound of the piano gradually became clear. Rivers, banks and banks have been devastated. My figure standing on the shore is still tall and straight. Piano sounds euphemistic. Who is that, playing a stunning song and burying me in the world of mortals!
14. Meet heartily, and this life is doomed to begin. Attachment is like water Looking back, the years are still quiet. That tranquility is a flower's smile to another flower, and I just miss it in time. Just for your deep look back, one song after another missing from your brow. Whether the years will grow old. With you in the world of mortals, my soul will always be tied in your dream and accompany you for thousands of years …
15. Red dust is duckweed drifting in the stream, entangled with people who love dust. The Iraqis refused to retreat to Tsing Yi for a long time, just to wait for the late gentleman, just to complain about the mountains and the water. Love, just for your beautiful smile. I wonder where you live. Willow branches on the moon, who do you meet after dusk? This drunken dream attracts a drunken beauty, treats wine as a song and laughs at the whole country; If you want to come, Iraqis will dance for you …
16. Flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side of bloom, grow in spring, shed leaves in summer, bloom in autumn, wither in winter, and flowers and leaves will never be seen. The flowers and leaves on the other side protect each other, stay together, know each other, love each other and never meet each other. Flowers on the other side, flowers and leaves are mutually causal, love each other, wrong, reborn, born together, doomed to life and death.
17. Shengshi, how can there be a glass of turbid wine! Let bygones be bygones. If you don't laugh, don't get drunk once. Memories are boundless and poppies smell sweet. Snow enters the window, and there is no moon and no sorrow tonight. Who picked up the snowflake! Who is crazy about beauty! Somebody drink a pot of moonlight! Who is three feet drunk and worried! Tears dissolve the snow, just like the fleeting time has lost its youth. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow, and be at a loss for another year ... only sigh that Iraqis have gone, and the rest of my life is endless.
18. Long bosom looks broken, and wind and rain turn into tears. A little sadness turns into running water. Swallows fly together, close at hand. This life is full of dreams, and spring is always charming. I have nothing to say to the sky, and I hope to get drunk.
19. The wind is like water and the eyes are like the moon. Lonely scenery, fresh in my memory. Looking back suddenly, the moon shadow is playing with love and looking at what's on her mind now. Talking and laughing, a little calm, it is difficult to hide a broken heart.