It turns out that rain is sad.
Humming a little song all the way,
Cheerful footsteps sounded.
But at the next corner,
It hurts to think about it.
When is it like this,
Refuse the umbrella to be caught by raindrops.
When do you think,
Get wet by the rain alone.
It turned out that it was sadness that rained,
It's like a carnival night.
Step by step,
Put the past behind you.
It turned out that it was sadness that rained,
Think quietly, like a long night.
Drop by drop,
Listen to the rain and spend slowly.
It used to rain in the past,
I feel different after the rain.
Smelling the fragrance of fresh earth,
Only to find that the breeze has blown away the sadness between the eyebrows.
Humming a little song all the way,
Cheerful footsteps sounded.
But at the next corner,
It hurts to think about it.
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Xiao Meng Jia Guan
Natural charming posture and charming timbre make people pity.
Spring falls halfway up the mountain, looking back and smiling at ancient and modern contracture.
History is merciless and sinful, but the world believes in Dan Qing Juan.
It is said that beauty is a disaster. Several people have tasted it in ancient times.
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groundless talk
When we left, we leaned against the bridge at sunset.
The quiet lake reflects our common desire.
I looked up at you-I was about to speak,
The wind blew away the words that had been brewing in my heart for a long time,
The rustling of leaves became the most beautiful farewell at this moment.
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Dong cheng bie Xu
Unconsciously, I came here again, how familiar I am.
Your footprints are everywhere in the corner of the corridor.
The past no longer seems to produce distance, I am remembering.
There is still wind blowing between the blue sky and white clouds, and willow leaves are flying.
I've been lost here for a while, and I can't tell the past.
The familiar classroom is still familiar, and where are you?
Stop and go, look at the smell of greed, and want you to accompany me.
Time and distance are meaningless. I miss you so much.
Open your heart and show your innocence. I love you.
Finally, I left it to the breeze to blow quietly …
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Send friends idle poems.
It's sunny outside. Bees are flying butterflies and yellow flowers.
I'm really tired from work recently, and I'm sleepy leaning on the table.
The quiet and lazy wall clock ticks, and time quietly covers the door ladder.
How surprised the bell woke up and looked up into the spring.
Regret dreaming of abandoning the good times, and laugh that spring is still there.
Life is not in spring.
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Cang Lu Shen
Colorful Feng Ming, at nine o'clock, Long Yun looms in Cangsi. Cangsi is dignified and quaint, showing its majesty in the temple.
There is a slight light and a faint sound. At that time, there were hundreds of kinds of birds in Qi Fei. what one sees and hears
Who wishes to bow down, is good at nourishing the soul from the heart. In the meantime, there are curious and obsessed.
I walked about 10 thousand steps along the path, and suddenly I saw the pillar in front of me. I was overjoyed to see it tall, majestic and indomitable.
Not surprised. I can't understand the inscription on the pillar, but I can see that it is vigorous and simple, and it looks like a god.
Rhyme, everyone is very strange. It was the thunder that sounded in time and space, which seemed to dazzle all the animals and make everyone fall down in shock.
Meditate on Buddha in the center of the earth. When the thunder receded for a long time, the wind burst and the sleeves danced wildly. Crowd, here we go again
Surprised, this is the top of the mountain, and Cangmiao has disappeared. ...
At 7: 15, the altar of heaven was erected by the latecomers and passed down from generation to generation. ...
Another thousand years to the present, there is a cloud:
God and Buddha are ethereal, and everything is unknown.
The world of mortals dreams in a glass of wine.
The world is often unfair, and the rich and the poor are in a dilemma.
But before the Buddha, all beings are equal, those who live a hard life and those who are sad are rich and full of children and grandchildren.
It's strange to say that immortals are good! Immortals are good, grains are free, reincarnation comes out, and you are at ease. Immortals have their own immortal things.
, is it the world can explain. It is also God's duty to enter the world, write all kinds of things, live and die.
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