Nalan Rong Ruo, the spring you wrote is as gentle as a love poem.

Since ancient times, wing chun has been the favorite theme of literati. In their works, spring is endowed with wonderful poetry and painting. In Nalan Rong Ruo's eyes full of love poems, spring is gentle, melodious and affectionate.

The wind and clouds are surging, and it is sunny and rainy. No wonder spring worries are supplemented in detail.

Spring rain, dripping with thoughts, drizzle fluttering, causing homesickness, those long-lost memories, now emerge in front of us.

Although some past events have gradually blurred, just like rain wet eyes, everything looks like a dream, which is hard to distinguish between true and false, just like you came to me in a dream, but it is always like a curtain, and you can't touch your face.

Although those dreams are true, they are just a dream after all. Some people go far away and never come back. Those visions are illusory after all, and you can't catch them. You can only watch them dissipate.

Dark loss of youth, a wisp of tea smoke through the blue yarn.

The woman I once loved is gone. On such a spring night, it rained all night, and my mind is full of thoughts, so I can't sleep anymore.

Since the farewell, the piano has been hanging high, but the people who can play it have never appeared again, just like the years that have passed in a hurry. In retrospect, everyone can only smile bitterly, which makes people miss heartbroken.

Spring rain has different feelings and understandings for each author and different people. Du Fu saw the spring rain and wrote Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night, which was handed down through the ages. But in the eyes of Nalan Rong Ruo, it was the most difficult rainy night for people who were lovesick and sad.

It's midnight. A sad song, tears are dark.

In this beautiful season of flowers and birds, we should invite some friends to enjoy the beautiful scenery and chat. However, in the middle of the night, playing a sad song and singing it in a low voice suddenly touched our inner feelings and made us want to cry.

I should be in a good mood, but suddenly I feel very sad. I feel that time is easy to get old, spring flowers will eventually wither, autumn leaves will eventually be muddy, and the years are ruthless, making people grow old day by day.

There are always some sudden moments in life that touch our hearts and make us suddenly sad and unprepared. Maybe this kind of emotion is human nature.

It's quieter to sleep alone, just worry about it.

The spring breeze is continuous, the water waves are green, and the blue sky is reflected, which makes the spring scenery in Wan Li clear. However, the spring in Chu Qing after the rain is refreshing, but for Nalan Rong Ruo, there is not much mood to enjoy the beautiful scenery in front of him.

Because of the lovesickness in spring, the beautiful spring scenery, but no one enjoys it together, the person who is together in the dream, where are you now?

Some people like spring, because everything is beautiful at the beginning of spring, while others are more sad, because spring is the season of acacia, and people with different moods have different moods about things. People with a good attitude can find their own happiness no matter what is in front of them.

People are in Yulou, and the wind is everywhere.

In this spring season, it just rained, and now the clouds gather and the rain breaks up. I am alone in a tall building, looking at the distance, hoping that person can appear in front of my eyes. However, let him stare at it through the gap, and in the twilight, I can only see the willow branches like smoke and hazy.

There may be many times when I want to tell myself not to keep staring like this. People come and go downstairs, and the sunset sets in the distant mountains, but I can't see the person I want to see.

Perhaps, people who are full of lovesickness are always looking forward to facing Qianshan across the water, and nothing can stop their inner desire.

In Nalan Rong Ruo's poem, it means lovesickness. The spring in his poems has infinite beauty of spring and infinite yearning for Chun Qing.

Life is short, spring blossoms are fleeting, and spring goes to Qiu Lai in a blink of an eye. When the glitz of life recedes, the most graceful scenery inside is nothing more than inner stability and calmness.

I hope we can all be as bright and flawless as the flowers in spring, bloom our elegance in the sun, and smile peacefully, beautifully and gently with the years in the bright time.