A poem that formally bid farewell to a relationship

1. A hundred-year-old song is bitter, and there is no bosom friend. 2. It hurts to stand. I feel helpless and cold. 3, open the air at dusk. No one has solved the pain. 4, tired of traveling to the end of the world, still squatting. 5. Last year, rice was scarce for the army, but this year, rice was cheap and hurt farmers. 6. Stand alone and stare at the distance. Yichuan tobacco is as flat as scissors. 7, leaning against the dangerous building is fine. Looking forward to the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. 8. Take a closer look at a beautiful branch, and your heart is as heavy as a bundle. 9, hate to turn over and not be a car dust, Wan Li has to follow you. 1. What I saw blew this house over and hurt that one. All the water I blew was gone! 11. Under the lonely Jiangting, Jiangfeng is in autumn. 12, the postal kiosk is nowhere, listening to the sound of the eaves, sleepy and ripe. 13. Everyone knows that no one is worried about me. It snows tonight and there are plum blossoms, which is like me. 14, Liu Suoying soul, flowers turn butterfly dreams, self-knowledge worry about dyeing Pan Lang. 15. After the rain is dark and the lights are scattered, the wine wakes up the lonely pillow geese. 16. After parting, remember to meet. A few times, I dreamed of being with you. A poem that formally bid farewell to a relationship 2 1. A thousand years of loyalty and loyalty, the sun shines. It always hurts to read Li Sao. 2, the moonlight into the tall building, acacia two sorrow. 3. Recently, there has been infinite sadness. Who is more with the words? All obedient to the fate of the arrangements, early spring, the window of green shadow whirling, the return of wild geese, orioles singing and dancing, tears streaming down their cheeks. That year with you to enjoy the beautiful scenery, but now lost, live up to the past of a deep feeling. Suddenly a gust of wind blowing, the light wind shaking, I thought is your soul back, just, I can only love dishuxing wait. 4, the light cloud is far away, and the cold day is red. 5, banana does not show lilac knots, and the spring breeze in the same direction is different. 6, but now I remember Jiangnan music, when I was young and thin. I rode in Damascus, leaning against the bridge, the women on the floor were overwhelmed by my heroic bearing. The boudoir barrier twists and turns, set off the deep secluded, that is the place where I am drunk. Now if I can again be like that in the same year, I am to the white head also will not want to come back. 7. after this morning we separate, there's no knowing for how long. 8, all roads are golden and jade, and I only read the former alliance of wood and stone. Facing the sky, the nobles in the mountains are crystal clear with snow; I will never forget the lonely forest in the world. 9, Pingsha Fangcao Dutou Village. Green all over last year. The gossamer goes up and down, and the warblers come and go, which is infinitely fascinating. The window is deep and quiet, and people return late, and the golden duck is warm. Under the shadow of Haitang, in the sound of Zigui, it stands at dusk. 1, Chibi Shantou, after a while, a nostalgia. 11. Invite the bright moon to the wine shutter, and the wind will show through the window screen. 12, the east wind blowing willow day is long, and the rain is over and the grass is setting. Apricot blossoms are scattered and fragrant, and sleep damages red makeup. Baozhuan cigarettes sell dragons and phoenixes, and painting screens and clouds lock Xiaoxiang. The night is cold and thin, and I think infinitely. 13, don't have lovesickness, singing birds and miscellaneous night winds. 14. Ten thousand fireworks are forbidden in purple, and the Aoshan Palace Que leans against the clear sky. The jade emperor arched over the clouds, and the characters swam in the land and sea. The stars turn and fight, driving back to the dragon. Five Hou Chi Guan drunk spring breeze. Now the white hair is three thousand feet, and I am worried about the cold lamp. 15, leaning against the dangerous building is fine. Looking forward to the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of the grass, no one will lean on the column without words. I'm going to get drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. I don't regret the gradual widening of my belt, which makes people haggard for Iraq. 16, autumn forced the dark insects to ring in the evening, and the clothing was not sent to Mofei cream. 17, the door is deep and old sleepwalking, and the sunset is speechless. A delicate fragrance floated, her delicate white, delicate fingers, gently pulled open the curtain of the Xiao Xiao. 18. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, the wind in the city, plum yellow rain. 19, cinnabar into gold, riding a dragonfly on the Taiqing home, cloud sorrow and sea thinking is embarrassing.