A very provocative and warm confession poem

First, spring goes and spring comes, beauty is old, flowers fall and people die. Second, vote for me with papaya and repay me with Joan. It is always good to repay bandits. Third, choose a city to die and meet a bald man. Fourth, if the world is secure, you will not bear the burden of Tathagata. 5. There are no graves in the mountains, and heaven and earth are one, but they dare to break with you. Sixth, the night is clear and the moon is sad, and it is pitifully beautiful. 7. If you and I are just a play, I will only perform the play that I met you this time and never give up. Eight, floating world I love the sun and the moon. The day is morning, the month is late, and the Qing dynasty is morning and evening. Nine, devote my life to make you an invincible city; Give you a dream that will never wake up. Ten, who is it, chasing me all my life on the road to death; who is it? Keep my lifelong promise on Naihe Bridge. Eleven, dark clouds cover the moon, no one is seen. I can't tell you how lonely it is. Twelve, acacia said acacia, Silang hates Xiaomin. Thirteen, I miss you like a full moon, and the brightness decreases every night. Fourteen-year-old, although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn. Fifteen, waiting for a lifetime of commitment, only shadows have been lonely, fate, tears. Very provocative and warm confession verse 2. First, who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal. Second, the harp is in the Forbidden City, so it's quiet. Third, how many beauties are tired, how many lovesickness pieces are broken, leaving only blood-stained ink-scented tears. Fourth, I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know what you are crying about. 5. I don't know what it is, and I don't ask why it was destroyed. Sixth, a bright moon, looking back and thinking about who; A cup of turbid wine, who is drunk when you meet; A Chun Qing, who is Peach Blossom Red; Looking back, who did you meet? 7. I wish to be gentle with you in this life, and the white clouds do not envy the fragrance. Eight, I just feel that I look back on the past and miss you so much. Nine, white tea is nothing else, I am waiting for the wind, waiting for you. Sake is boring alone, and I dream about you in my dream. I am what you are and what you want. Eleven, there is a beautiful woman, I don't forget. I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day. 12. Who are you? You are a teenager with a pen tip, and your thoughts turn into a song on the desolate road of the city. Thirteen, the hair has been replaced by a white head, who knows how many times I will turn back in this life. I will accompany you to the afterlife when you are away. Fourteen, hope for one heart, never separate. Fifteen, you are a rock, you are a reed. Puwei line is like silk, but the rock does not move.