1, I believe that rain is the ontology of clouds, buried in the world. -Hans "Ali Dream Castle"
2, a person's happiness, happiness may be false, a group of people's happiness, happiness has been unable to distinguish between true and false. They squandered their youth to their heart's content, eager to burn it all down. It's like a carnival before the end. -Jiu Yehui's "In a hurry that year"
3, the time is shallow, the flowers are not in full bloom. Smile safely, flowing like water.
4, the breeze dances the bright moon, and the dream falls between flowers. When I woke up from my dream, my eyebrows were 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.
Liking you is the kind of love that wants to be your bride. Six years across the gap. I came back to realize a wish. Seeing everyone grow up. I miss each other very much, but I am estranged from each other. I hope everyone can get together as before. I can't forget the beauty in those memories. But when I appeared, they couldn't see. I don't know I exist, I can't hear my voice. ?
I want to talk to them, but I can't even hug them. I can only watch them deny my existence one by one. Only Rentai can see me and hear me. I like him for a long time. I want to be Rentai's bride. -Face code "We don't know the name of the flower we saw that day"
6. I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. Raise my cup, I invite the bright moon, which brings me its shadow and makes us three people. The moon doesn't know how to drink, but the shadow in front of it is behind. I have to mingle with them and enjoy the happiness of spring. The song I sing is bright and wandering, and I dance the shadow before wandering. Wake up and be happy together, and disperse after drunkenness. I am willing to stay with them forever and forget the harm of friendship, just like the Milky Way. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
7. After many years, I haven't dyed it. Time is a sacrifice. Red makeup is tired of the harp, harp music, and Ji Jiao is tired of dancing. In the long world of mortals, a shallow song describes the thinness, coldness and loneliness of half a life, as clear as water. Lonely glass, desolate city complex heart. The trace of passing away is deeply imprinted on the bone. Smoke flies, dancing with a touch of graceful shyness for half a life, and the flower sacrifice is beautiful. Encountered love robbery, vaguely unforgettable. Those broken times are used to pay homage to fleeting time, okay?
8. Fate is not passing by, but embracing each other. Stand on tiptoe and your hearts will get closer. Life is always imperfect, there are always bitter tears, there are always regrets for slipping, there are always deep grievances and there are always regrets. Life is also perfect, which always makes us laugh in tears, realize in regret, hide happiness in resentment and love in hatred.
9. The waves washed up on the beach layer by layer, and then slowly receded layer by layer. I play with you in the sea, the waves roll, the blue sea and the blue sky, feel the embrace of the sea and appreciate the warmth of the sea together. This boundless sea, like our endless love, wraps us up.
10, the sun finally stretched out its finger and gently faded the soft yarn of Qingshan. Qingshan's solid muscular chest and tall and straight spine are exposed to people, calm and determined. Clouds surge away from its bosom from time to time and become the most beautiful language. Pines and cypresses that look dignified in the sun, a little deep red in the boundless sky, and mysterious kisses scattered on the peaks add another mystery to Qingshan.