2, forget the past life, who will grow old with me; Remember this life, who will disappear from me, discrete moment, love and hate a reincarnation, love to the end, who will accompany me forever.
The sentence "I love you" has long gone with the wind, but it is deeply engraved in their hearts. It is not an eternal superstition or an eternal agreement, but a belief related to happiness, called firmness.
4. If life is just like seeing it at first sight, you will be surprised at first sight, and goodbye will still exist. Stunned, time is amazing for an instant, but when I look back, I find that love is the sand that I can't catch in my hand. When I look back, the road is no longer the way I came, and people are no longer the people they used to be. In the wasted years, I found that melancholy me again, and I couldn't help dreaming.
The stories from old age to old age are like the illusion of fireworks all over the sky, rendering the sound of parting, cuckoo, weeping blood, crowing around you without saying goodbye. In this beautiful and regrettable world, once lovers, you and I stood in each other's position, and you and I became passers-by.
6, eternity is ancient, too long, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, too long, the afterlife is just a lie, and I just want to hold hands with my heart in this life.
7. Who is the most beautiful watchman in this life? Whose deep affection awakened the dream curtain in whose heart?
8. In this life, I am still willing to exchange eternal blue lanterns and Buddhist clothes for your eternal life. Dance with you forever, and then continue the unfinished dust.
9. I just want to make you happy all your life and walk hand in hand at the intersection of love; Waiting for someone's eternity to be with you; It is not a legend that butterflies fly over the sea.
10, the world of mortals had a drunken dream, gently concealing loneliness, slowly twisting strings, leaving a sad song, singing in a low voice, countless tears, but nowhere to be sad, begging heaven, who will accompany me forever?
1 1. The person who slept next to me last night is a stranger today, a gorgeous betrayal, and dissipated this eternal promise in romantic love.
12, the world of mortals, quietly guarding those times that are connected with your heart. Live together, warm each other in the years like water. Writing always belongs to us. Keep lingering thoughts in your heart with the beauty you first met. Let the years pass and the world change. I smile, too. I have no regrets. The years are quiet, but I still miss you.
13, the love between you and me, like fallen leaves, floats on the ground, bright and sad, dotted with loneliness, and my heart hurts slightly. It turns out that you have long gone, and your beautiful love remains the same, but when you turn around, you are gone.
14, Ling Bo has boundless cold in spring, silent tears and fragrant clouds, but the meaning of spring has faded. Someone once said that the eternal days have passed and the seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Why didn't you wait until next spring to turn pale, the moss is still flying, but your heart is already scarred. Let the lonely heart guard the heart pavilion, how many people's hearts are blurred by a poem of remembrance?
15, that night, we danced swords under the tree. Looking back at your knife-shaped eyebrows, you and I look at each other and throb a peach blossom. I am wearing clothes, singing and dancing, looking forward to life, telling my heart with a gentle and elegant smile. You waved your sword silently, and the sword shone brightly, and you carved a sentence of life and death under the tree.
16, maybe, in this life, I am not your eternal life, but if the relationship between two people is long, will it be sooner or later? The mountains and rivers are drunk, and the piano is precious. Green and purple, lingering in my heart, meeting love at the corner. May the music of * * * be picked up in the evening and sing gold wares together.
17. At that time, I always liked watching your smile and listening to your words, because I thought you were the most beautiful music in my life, and your words were a great gift from God. You said that as long as I like it, but you are willing, you will always accompany me until the end of the world.
18, March, the wind blows Liu. Heather, be silent on the shore, by the pool. There are some people who flow quietly in time. Meet by chance and find that similar self. So they love each other, there is no eternal life, only dusk and dusk.
19. If the road ahead is full of wind and rain or dust, can you join hands with me?
20. Who is waiting at the intersection of the world of mortals, waiting for A Liang Qing? Who is willing to give up his life? On the long road of the world of mortals, who is searching hard in the mud to find a beautiful woman who can stop and stare? Forever and ever, who promises to live with you forever? The seas run dry and the rocks crumble. Who can be happy all his life? Canglang water is clear, my heart is turbid, Canglang water is turbid, my heart is clear. In the country of love, you left and I stayed.
2 1, the closest distance in the world is not the trembling of heart to heart, but the fact that you know you can't hold your hand, but you always make careful arrangements and wait for warmth. As if asking, how far is the wait? Even though it's been a long time, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, I'm still waiting in silence.
22, a song, wrapped in human sorrow, a pipa, full of eternal feelings, crooked flute, infatuated with the Qingming rain, lost prosperity, who can make me a song forever? Refers to flashy dyeing, who can plant a lifetime of lovelorn for me ... empty rainy night, cold reincarnation. The heartstrings are messed up and the world of mortals is rolling. Recalling the burned wounds, I was sad for half my life and played for half my life.
23. Did your wandering heart find the direction of true love? Can your tenderness find a rest stop? If you are still wandering alone in the cold street, feeling sad secretly, I would like to turn into a spring breeze and snuggle next to you, brush away the wounds in my heart for you, wander with you, watch the flowers bloom and fall together, feel the warmth of the world together, and sing a song of flowers and the moon together.
24, doomed, you will always be just a dream in my heart, I live in your long dream, I can't wake up, there is no beginning, no end, no eternity, and no distant future!
25, I have begun to lose, happiness began to suffer. Time is opening its own rings, pulling a restless heart. If you can live forever at this time, I think everyone can become a Buddha.
26. Some people, some things, are destined to be unforgettable all their lives, maybe buried deep in their hearts, or maybe turned into tears at a certain moment. Waiting in the wind remains the same as before, embracing the years deeply, gazing at a deep affection and an eternal life.
27. Pale ink, the eternal life of the whole city, gently bounces off the dust on your body, and vague thoughts draw a shallow rest for you, no longer waiting for the vows of the sea and the rocks, no longer waiting for the words of the wind, flowers and snow, who depicts the sorrow of the world, spreads in troubled times, whose endgame is spent in the middle of the night, and whose tears float in the fleeting time.
Dear, today, I still want to tell you gently that you have chosen happiness as the taste. Then, I will choose to accompany you wholeheartedly and take this feast to eternity. Honey, you know what? You live a happy and simple life and have a clean and transparent heart, so when you are close to you, your heart will be extremely appropriate and warm. For me, this is also the most wonderful thing in my life.
I have been buried in my heart for a long time, but hearing this song still touches my sadness. Think of him, think of love at that time, love forever, and love to fall in love.
30. In the meteor-like past, I drew the most beautiful arc in the young sky, clung to this sad or happy memory, and stood in the fortress of a warm city, thanking the world of mortals for having you. If love has an afterlife, I will hold your hand and spend eternity with you. ...
3 1. After all, time keeps moving forward. Ten years ago, I was just a singer who went to the opera. Ten years later, I stepped onto the stage and became the lead singer, with a huge momentum and noisy scenes. A sense of sacredness and awe, don't leave. I am willing to spend my whole life completing this performance.
32. The world is red, the ink is blue, the paper is thin, and the ancient feelings are endless. Whose feelings are gradually desolate in plain notes, far away from the charm of the world. Today, when she turned around, she left a yearning between her eyebrows. A thousand-year dream passed, and the search only turned into an eternity between pen and ink.
33. The world is vicissitudes, and the years are thin and cool. Is it true that all ages are old and the world of mortals is half-born? Is it true that all vows are hard to engrave on this paper?
34. Who swept away the glitz of the world in the search, 3,000 green hairs turned into a white hair, and who crossed the hustle and bustle of the world in the waiting, and the three-foot world of mortals stayed forever.
35. A boudoir, a sad tear, a scene of fireworks, a wish of a meteor, peach blossoms accompanying the spring breeze, green leaves accompanying the safflower, but I still guard a person's eternal life, practice a person's vows of eternal love, dance in the misty rain, and enjoy myself all my life, guarding the running water.
36. The moonlight melts and disappears, but the eternal oath can never be avoided. what can I do for you?
37. The world of mortals ages easily and the glass is fragile. The day will come when the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and so will the time of eternal old age. Without the prince and princess, the evil queen and the poisonous apple, fairy tales are getting farther and farther away from us. I am no longer the child hiding in the ivory tower and spying on the strange world. When those childhood songs are still singing the story of time, the rocking chair in front of the door has sent the years away.
38. Love is the eternal life of two people, not one's wishful thinking.
39. The mountains are green, the water is green and the mountains are flowing. It is rare to have a bosom friend in life, and it is the hardest to find a bosom friend through the ages. On the loudspeaker, the song "bosom friend" continues. The spring is gorgeous and my heart is warm. In this life, I don't want to grow old forever, just for this season.
40. In my humble life, I was just a passer-by of the years. I * * * entered this world and * * * returned to the dust. I don't want eternal love, I don't want unswerving vows, I just want to be with you for a moment. Even if it becomes a pile of bones after several years, there is a red mark between my middle finger that will never fade, which is proof that I once loved you.
4 1, sitting by the window, thinking about the legendary love between you and me in the world of mortals. At first glance, only one look back and one concentration doomed my soul to belong to you, my heart to belong to you, my love to belong to you, and you to belong to me. After many difficulties and dangers, because we made a wish for this life before the Buddha in our last life, even the ends of the earth will cherish each other, even if the world grows old.
42. I thought if I held it, it would be forever. But I don't know that holding your hand in the last sentence is not all about carrying the old age with your son.
43. I always thought that as long as I pay my whole life's deep affection, I can get what we want forever! However, this long life is full of ups and downs and the situation is uncertain. No one will accompany you forever, and this is destined to be a lonely person, a long-flowing water. The scenery is far away and life is near. Why should I struggle to retain the scenery that didn't belong to me?
44. When we met, a tree blossomed, and many sweet stories filled with fragrance, which gave the years a hug and made me step on your feet in the frustrated corner. Thank God we didn't touch each other. I still remember your charming smile. You said you waited a thousand times just to wait for someone, sitting on the rattan chair of the years, slowly shaking together and growing old together. I believe, just wait quietly, waiting to join hands forever.
45, love, you will understand after you leave, there is no right or wrong, there is no winning or losing, it will be scattered when it is weak, and it will hurt. Whoever takes a person seriously will be deeply hurt! Don't tell me anything about you. Everything about you has nothing to do with me. I don't have the courage to stick to it anymore. My heart is so tired that I can only see through it after I have been hurt. Let go of those so-called eternal life, put away your tears and love yourself once.
46. When I was young, I always thought love was so beautiful. I always want to have a pure love, and then go all the way with the person in my heart until I am old. So I gave up a lot of things for love, even desperate to be with the person I like. Lucky and touching.
47. You said that in the near future, you would accompany me to witness a long-lasting love and never give up on the bald head. And I am obedient to you, make you feel happy, accompany you through day after day, and remember every bit. But why should I be filled with disappointment? Who will comfort my heart in the years to come?
48. If you really care about me, how can you bear to let me wait for you until all the years have passed? If you really care about me, how can you bear to let me bear the vicissitudes of these years alone? Since I can handle the next few years by myself, why should I wait for you?
49. It takes only a moment to meet someone, but it often takes a lifetime to fall in love with someone. It is not wrong to meet by chance, nor is it perfect to grow old together. Once upon a time, we were the gentlest people, lowering our eyebrows for a flower, stopping for a cloud and moving for a drop of rain. Originally, we agreed to watch the drama together, but after all, we lost each other in the lost years.
50, so soft to carry the flowers in the moon mirror on your hand, and then keep a person forever.
5 1, if possible, I would like to give it to you all over the world. However, I don't have the whole world yet. All I can give you is the blue sky supported by my hands. If I can, I would like to accompany you to eternity. However, we can't live forever, we can stay with you. Just hold your hand and tell you that I am here when you need me.
52. On the road to eternity, who am I born for? Who will save me?
53. Things are different and never change. Why don't someone hold my hand and watch the sunset grow old together? The sea is dry and the rocks are rotten, so it is better to have someone to accompany you, lean on the building and listen to the wind and rain, regardless of the rivers and lakes.
54. If you can feel my mind at the moment, please dream of my shallow painting about you, so that my mind will be complete and you will run aground. I only wish that I could count the breeze, light the flowing sand around me, and quietly enjoy your name like a fragrant ink, which permeates the Sansheng River and will always be with me.
55. One heart is a blue sky. In the years of tossing and turning, my lonely emotional pulse carries each other's rhythm and silently guards the old marriage. The seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and the more scattered it is, the lighter it is.
56. Peach blossoms are fragrant, drunk in the moonlight, drunk in human feelings, fragrant fingertips, flying pigeons passing books, bleak night, shining in the sky, carrying dreams for thousands of miles; Smile, write about loneliness, don't talk about sadness, the world of mortals is boundless, rhyme is inevitable, and flowers bloom at your fingertips. I will wait for you quietly in the depths of the world of mortals until the world is old, the mountains have no edges, and the heavens and the earth are in harmony.
57. Lonely wandering, swaying the deep feelings of yesterday, wet eternity is old, but it condenses your gentleness. Through this silent autumn water, you know? We just miss each other! However, only this thought, dripping bitter tears and sighing in vain, is the helplessness of the sad autumn painting fan.
Acacia, like ivy, grows in the rain and dew of spring, and you will always be the Changchun tree in my heart, which will last forever.
59. The two men clung to each other, holding the moon smartly, whispering about the bodhi tree, leaning against the sansheng stone, and the flowers fell before and after the moon. What an eternal fate, the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and the hearts are hand in hand. Chasing the moon tower, fairy tales with the moon, romance, caring for people, wishing people a long life and beautiful thousands of miles.
60. Who shed the cloak of quiet streets in the sky? Who tied the noisy and quiet prosperity into a kind of sadness? I want to cry, but I can't plant a red bean, cultivate it into an acacia tree, and cover the market in the sky with shade. From then on, only with your love can the street be quiet. So, with my rough hands, I dug up eternal life and buried my feelings in a lifetime of waiting. Only by waiting can I fold up the steps of messy footprints and lead to the market in the sky.
6 1, so in this life, love it. Please hold those hands and don't lose each other in the world of mortals. So go on, go to eternity, go to the end of the years, go to the other side of Naihe Bridge, and feel grateful at the moment when I pick up Meng Po Tang. Thank you for being with me all your life.
62. Walking in the world you left, I held on to the last flower of the branch at the moment of flower worship season after season, but I couldn't resist the cold of the years and fell on tiptoe. The fragrance of flowers is a fable of death. Who will wake up after picking up the gentle kiss floating between my fingers and falling into the white lie you set? Thin people can't stand the eternity you give them, just like those lingering waves that disappear in the horizon. With the coming of dusk, they disappeared into my wounds, leaving only the scars in my heart.
63. As promised, I will accompany you to the ends of the earth and love you forever. The sea is still dry and the mulberry field is still flowing, but that love is still waiting for you on the other side of strangers, opening up a sea of flowers in a happy country.
64. Forever has become the decoration of time. Only by looking at it can we temporarily soften the hardened part of the body.
65. It turns out that not all encounters can last from blooming to falling, from beauty to gray hair. Lost scenery, lost people, all live at the end of fate. When vows of eternal love are made to the sky, eternal life will become empty. Your world of mortals, I am just passing by happiness. Once, hello, I was sunshine. Now, if you are not good, it's none of my business. Perhaps flowers bloom and fall, and the occasional separation is doomed. Let me love you at the most beautiful time!
66. There is no vigorous love, no romance, no vows, no eternal agreement; Only faint together, silently snuggling. This kind of love is called mutual care, which belongs to the only you and the only me.
67. Desolation is inner desolation, and loneliness is a person's loneliness. I always think that love has only two endings, either different paths or the same goal. Love is a person's business, a person's duty, a person's self-knowledge, a person's eternal life, and nothing else. Just like the sky and the sea are in love, but the hand is always out of reach; Just like fish and birds are in love, they can only be in the sky and dive into the deep sea.
68. As time goes by, when it comes to love, some running stories, some leaves left in the wind and lotus flowers left in the rain, the autumn moon and spring breeze passed without her attention, and the years from the moon left loneliness. Time can be so eternal, from teenagers to wrinkled sideburns, coming and going, accompanying autumn for the winter.
69. In the list of time, I recalled those years. Live in my heart forever and ever. In the gentle season, in fact, I should be affectionate and laughing. Those softness and comfort are all beautiful things, but as time goes by, poetry becomes dull.
70. If life is not good, you will never grow old. All that is in your hand is shortcomings. Little did I know that all the fallen leaves went to Qiu Lai in autumn.
7 1, you are not a returnee, just a passer-by, inadvertently allowing me to grow old for a while, and then standing quietly in my heart.
72. The fleeting time is safe and sound, and the mountains and rivers are unscathed. We have already changed our appearance with the passage of time. I have tasted the fireworks and seen through the joys and sorrows. Now I am neither sad nor happy to move forward slowly. In life, countless people come in and promise to live forever, either out of helplessness or out of true love, and then leave in a hurry. I realized in a trance that some roads can only be taken by one person.
73. I used to think that a kind of love would last forever, like sand, wind and Sha Fei; When the wind blows, the sand falls. I used to think that a kind of love would dry up and the rocks would crack, just like fish and the sea, fish jumped into the tide; Fish ebb and flow. The old dream is traceless. I was imprisoned in a thinking city for countless nights, which made my heart overgrown with weeds.
74. When my memory burned out, my wandering soul turned into a body and landed by the forgotten river. My eyes are empty and my face is cold, remember? Did you really forget? How do those unchanging promises go to eternity? If we meet again, will the soul have a heartbreaking pain? If I step into the path of reincarnation at this moment and look back casually, can this thousand-year love stop my reincarnation?
75. The sunset glow is lingering, and the lonely soul leads who. Forget that the river swept away your tears, but sigh lightly on the bridge. Who are you writing your life-long leaving song for? After several generations, you have refined your feelings and repaired your destiny. Who promised to live forever, and how many people kept their promises? When Iraqis leave, they naturally sigh, and youth is full of regrets. Helpless, helpless, but this is not full of love, strangers are very happy to meet.
76. It is impossible to fall in love with others, so I have to talk to myself, rippling through the ancient morning and evening.
77. The cool time reminds people of that Zen poem. There are flowers in spring, the moon in autumn, cool breeze in summer and snow in winter. If you don't mind your own business, this is a good time on earth. There are so many things in the world that I don't have much obsession with silence, which has made me like it. Compared with eternity, I choose years for safety. Time has given me a deep understanding.
Many years later, I will still remember what I promised to live forever. I hope that at that time, I won't feel any more pain, and I can still smile.
79. Dear, I will never forget it in my life. I will wait for you in the beautiful scenery of water and clouds, and create romance when you leave. I hope you will remember. I just want you to know that no matter how long you leave, there will always be someone waiting for you to come back until the end of time. May you keep your promise.
80. Perhaps the eternal persistent commitment is just an unreachable dream, and the thin shoulders are doomed to be unable to bear the promise of making a golden song for the confidante. When the sun sets, the picture will always be fixed in that bloody cloud.
8 1, eternal life and a promise, infatuation and other three lives of hate, singing and dancing, beauty first changed, chitose, love story painting, piano music drunk. I don't know who it is for.
82. Hating the vicissitudes of life left a deep imprint on us. Only love can have hate. We used to love each other forever, but now we are in a dream. We hate that kind of helplessness, that kind of affection, and the love ending that we have missed. Love has become a thing of the past, just like a butterfly that flew around at the beginning, it has turned into a wisp of white hair and quietly stopped in your heart. "heartbroken, deep love without trace" is empty and full of sadness, no matter how time flies.
83, vows of eternal love are full of buildings, but eternal life is old. In the words of firewood on the Yanbo River, flowing water crosses the ancient crossing.
84, nine machines, floating life if dreams become ashes, crimson beads tears like the Yangtze River water. Chai Meng swears that eternity is nothing but dust and dirt.
85. Momo was scattered in the eternal life during that time, gently bouncing off his wounds and adding a thought to you with empty thoughts. It is no longer the bonfire and smoke waiting to stimulate the battlefield at that time; She is no longer a Jinse woman who has been waiting by the Qinhuai River all her life. Whose fairy tale is collapsing in troubled times; Whose flute is it, sobbing in the middle of the night; Whose pen and ink is flying in the fleeting time?
86, a song, the Han Fu Yuan Qu, a pipa, dense Tang poetry and Song poetry. Obliquely holding the flute, infatuating with the Qingming rain, losing prosperity. Who can make me grow old forever? Who can plant a city full of lovelorn for me?
87. In those years, we used to think that eternity was old and never gave up. After years of washing, everything now looks so childish and ridiculous. People who once had to, now have a new love; Once we are never apart, life will go on in an orderly way without anyone.
I hope we will not forget each other, and our eternal friendship will not be washed away by the bitter sea water on the beach of memory. No matter how frustrated I am, no matter how riddled I am with life, I only hope that my friendship with you will last forever.
89. Hold your hand, whether it rains or not, whether it is cold or freezing, and smile until you hate the seas run dry and the rocks crumble.
90. I would like to give you all the beauty between people, the tens of thousands of waters in Qian Shan and poetic feet. It will be sunny if you don't say you are safe. What's more, it's eternal nostalgia; You keep your promise for a thousand years, year after year.
9 1, forever old, too long; The seas run dry and the rocks crumble for too long; Life after life is just a lie, just want to hold hands with my heart in this life.
92. Who made my life beautiful, and who looked at me with cold eyes and tears? Who moistens my heart with intoxicating words, who makes me so lonely? You said you were old forever, why did you become happy in your dreams?
93. Vegetation can be barren and old, and so can the world of mortals. Think about it, it's only seven billion years. There are really ends of the earth, and there are really ages. Decades later, you and I are just a wisp of soul and a pile of bones. It is better to cherish it before it turns into a wisp of smoke, watch the warm sunny spring in the string and wait for the flowers on the other side.
94. Momo is scattered on the wasteland of life, gently bouncing off his scars and putting a rest in peace for you with empty thoughts. Life is no longer waiting for the ravages of the battlefield, and life is no longer waiting for the endless brocade on the Qinhuai River. Whose fairy tale collapses in troubled times, whose residual flute whimpers in the middle of the night, and whose pen and ink float in the fleeting time.
95, a song, Luo Han Fu Yuan Qu. A pipa. Poetry of Tang and Song Dynasties. Obliquely holding the flute, obsessed with the Qingming River Map. When the prosperity is gone, who can give me a song forever and ever? Who can plant a city full of lovelorn for me?
96. The cold wind blew off the last few leaves, and the cold entered the heart. I wrapped my clothes tightly and pieced together memories in the withered scenery. There is no Meng Po Tang in life, and there is no everlasting love. Shuttling between dream and reality, when I was thinking about life seriously, I saw the scene of life disappearing in Where are you going, and I couldn't help crying with fear. I want to leave my own scene in the future.
97, can not stand a night of wind and rain, love has been scattered all over the floor, causing scars like flying flowers in the mud. I woke up from my dream and you walked firmly. We ended up in the ebb and flow, and we had a dream in a game. Those footprints before and after the flowers are doomed to be unable to dance out of eternal life.
98, 3 thousand moss, such as this soft rain lingering into a curtain, nourishing the feelings of missing, string accompanied by lonely wandering, the heart has an unforgettable life. The dripping rain under the tile eaves is like a dream, and my heart is swaying. I seem to hear raindrops hitting bananas, dripping with some old sadness!
99. Jincheng sang a song, but still lacked words. The scenery is empty and the characters are chaotic. When people went, the scenery was once familiar. Who plays the eternal song by the Shishan River, who plays the farewell of life on the road of broken bridge. Love each other in this life, live and die together, point to quicksand, cut off the dust, cling to the afterlife before the three Buddhas, fall and look forward to reincarnation. The love of three lives dies in quicksand, and the love of a lifetime languishes only for Iraqis.
100, endless orbit, where will it extend to the other end? Is it necessary to go on forever without direction? I am tired of following in your footsteps. Can I come back by round-trip train? Or, with your love, continue to wander ...
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