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Ji Zi <<> Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss. If I didn't go to see you, didn't you receive my letter? Green is what you wear, and leisurely is my feeling. If I never visit you, can't you take the initiative? Come on, always open your eyes, on this high tower. A day without seeing your face seems as long as March! Autumn wind ci Li Bai autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright, leaves gather and disperse, and western Western jackdaw is surprised. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates; When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick. Long-term lovesickness seems to be a memory, but short-term lovesickness is infinite. If I had known this, I wouldn't have known him. Jinse Li Shangyin, I don't know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a flowery interval. In daydreaming, Zhuangzi, a saint of youth, was bewitched by butterflies. The emperor's longing for love was crying in the cuckoo, the mermaid was crying in the green sea of the moon, the blue fields were breathing their jade in the sun, and an eternal moment came and met again before I knew it. Li Yu went to the west wing alone, and the moon was like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. Qin Guan, the fairy son of Queqiao, is clever, and the flying stars spread grievances, and both silver and Chinese are dark. When you meet, you will win, but there are countless people in the world. Common complaint against acacia, tender feelings like water, meet each other as if it were a dream, when it is hard to see the bridge. If two kinds of feelings last for a long time, they are still there, cold and sad. The pavilion was late and the shower began to rest. All the accounts are not in the mood. I miss places and Lanzhou to urge me to send them. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Thinking about thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, dusk, chutiankuo. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. What's more, it is a cold autumn festival. Where did you wake up tonight? Yang Liuan and Xiaofeng are dying. After the New Year, it should be a good time and a good scene. Customs are strange, who to talk to. A prune, Li Qingzhao, red lotus root, residual jade in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book? The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. I can't get rid of this feeling, but I frown, but I'm worried about the tallest building in my heart, and I'm ashamed. Remember for a long time, swim shoulder. The skirt covers the stockings and peach blossoms, and the thin shirt lightly fans the apricot blossom building. Travel several times, get drunk several times, stay several times. Unexpectedly, the spring breeze is broken. Unexpectedly, the clouds also dispersed. Old days are easy, but hate is hard to pay. Bees don't understand people's sufferings and swallows don't understand people's worries. I can't get rid of the old feelings. When will I stop? Bow your head and beg for flowers, for whom. People's hearts are like iron, but you can't see the red leaves in Sichuan. They are all blood flowing out of people's eyes. Outside the swing road inside the wall, the beauty inside the wall laughs outside the wall, and the laughter fades away, but the affection is ruthless. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. When the moon lacks flowers, the flowers must be full and round. What more can I do to promote my ideas? There is also a powerful China Committee that has passed away. A beautiful song stays tactfully, and Jiuyuan Cao Chun envies Shan Juan. Don't be sentimental, Wang Sun. Since ancient times, family ties have harmed teenagers. Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life. She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit. A young woman in the boudoir will never be sad; Spring came dressed up and boarded Chui Building alone. Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Since ancient times, beauty has been unlucky, and everything goes to the west building. She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water. Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears. Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder. We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? . Sad Love Poems If one day I can finally forget you, then life will be easier. However, this is drama. I couldn't find the manuscript and erased you. I know this is a mistake, but the indifferent expression always passes quietly; I know I should put away this loss, but the most concerned worries have flooded into my heart. Meeting you is fate, and accompanying you is happiness. If you miss me, I will come to your side, and if you like, I will wait for you all my life. I can't send acacia if I want to. But draw a bird. The bird guarding the nest is me, and the bird spreading its wings is you; I'm like a shadow you don't need, let loneliness exchange sad thoughts, and I can do nothing about love. This tasteless day, tears, is the only luxury. There is a kind of tears that are hard to give up, a kind of gaze that is unforgettable, a kind of affection that is heartbreaking, and a kind of concern that is wandering under the moon. 07 nest in the dormitory, the in the mind suppress panic; Walking in the street, my heart is full of sadness; Walking in the shopping mall, my heart is cold; When I think of my hometown, my heart is sad; Never forget where you are! Love you, but I can't have you. Every lonely night, tears are my best companion. Like rain outside the window. Outside the curtain, the water is gurgling, but inside the curtain, there is sorrow and empty sleep. Iraqis go far away and come back to know what year it is. Nowhere to trace, bitter wine is hard to swallow. Affectionate should pity me and dream of flying to the river bank. 10 A persistence brings a naivety, lost in a blank mind. The soul leaving the shell wandered in the dark, looking for the embodiment of the dream. 1 1 Sometimes, it is for love that you quietly avoid it. What I avoid is the figure, but what I can't avoid is the silent feelings! 12 love, no longer continue, but I regard a moment as a lifelong love! You go! Turn my endless efforts into a name on paper! 13 I don't want to wake up in the illusion of dreams, I would rather get drunk. Hold on to my tenderness, afraid to let go and slip away. 14 One person can't sleep, and the whole world can't sleep. Happy insomnia is because you dare not close your eyes. What do you think of six o'clock? How to love you to the end? 15 to share with you, I want to talk to you when I am frustrated, I want to listen to you when I am lonely, I want to hold your hand when I am sad, sit quietly and silently. 16 no regrets, I was drunk at night; Love you a thousand times, when the shadow doubles; Fate comes and goes, experiencing heartbreak; Looking forward to one day, inseparable. 17 find a paradise, chew the pain and taste the sweetness; Find a big tree and die in the cool; Find a lover and be together in tears and laughter. Sorrow is the first killer that bites the soul. After crying, I am still lonely.