I played the lute, turned up the hill, and was buried outside Cicada Juan.
You can also drink tea quietly and crush this scene, the bustling fireworks.
People will never see second time around, but I mean a thousand years in the world.
The fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.
Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.
Why are you bored? Without your company,
Seeing a meteor, only tears are falling, not leaning on your shoulder … close your eyes,
Flashing fragments, such as ice, are cold in April! I got a call from Justine,
Tears in dreams, wet pillows.
Who is to blame for Du Yu's crying?
The rain is crisp and makes people haggard. Drunk in vain, wake up sad.
There is nothing to say. Acacia is just a burden.
You will feel sad if you are not familiar with it.
Don't laugh at those who are crazy and get a right and wrong person.
The past is unbearable, crying in vain, and I don't know where to go.
Flowers bloom, if we cherish each other; Flowers fall, but don't leave each other.
Tung shadow frequently shakes the rain, surprises the red leaves, and is cool and thin in autumn.
Independent window looking at the sky, eyes dim.
Tianya is still a hard journey, like floating ping, and dreams go with the clouds.
I sigh that I have never been satisfied in my life, and my heart has spoken to flowers. ......
Tender feelings are like water, deep feelings are hard to keep, and thousands of lines are broken.
Acacia never ends in the clear autumn, always changing old worries into new ones. What is the crime of infatuation?
I don't want to forgive you. What is the reason of heaven? Everyone knows the dust, and the first month also knows the love building. ......
The cold wind penetrated and the pond was red and fragrant.
Red and thin, who remembers Xiang? Who pity who smell!
The saddest thing is that after dusk, I always put loneliness on my sleeve. ......
It's foggy.
There are Iraqis, in the middle of the water
There are various customs and beautiful countryside.
Eyebrows like smoke, eyes like water.
Gu Liuguang. Smart and blue, proud and soft-hearted. ......
Who knocked on Buddhism?
Disturb all this and sink.
Pick up your mouth and light your lamp.
But it's hard to hide sad eyes
I'm partial to my hair.
The Limey
You asked me to pack.
Wandering around the ends of the earth
I can't recite the elegance of guqin.
You can't draw a beautiful face.
Throw away the ink pen and the female tune.
The rest is the Tai Ji Chuan method.
Tear up the tenderness of the peach blossom fan
Buried under the peony pavilion
Pick out the plum blossom.
Sprinkle it on the dead thoughts of the Zen temple
Alone with a sword to sacrifice blood.
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Who in your world was drunk by Leng Yue alone?
Half-life feud, but never with.
Decadence,
Who is to blame?
Tears in the corner of my eyes,
What is precious?
The road is dark and fearless.
Midnight dream, tired, too tired.
You no longer follow
Looking back suddenly, for whom?