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In the distance, your back is condensed into a dark gray memory, the rain is falling, and the pain of parting is lingering in the rain. I really want to see you again. Even if you wander around for a long time and walk alone in the rain, your heart is still misty and painful. Your dead heart is wandering around looking for tenderness, but you can't see a meteor on a miserable rainy night. Modern: The promise of love still seems to ring in my ears. Gently pluck my injured heartstrings. It is difficult to continue our parting. Before, I was used to not complaining. Silent and cold night. Grab your remaining warmth. Since then, I have been fascinated by clouds and smoke. The promise of love is becoming more and more distant. That faint smile and charming scolding will not reappear. Why do we say that we have no fate, but our cheeks are covered with tears? The yearning for flying has become a lonely soul. Since then, I have been fascinated by clouds and smoke. Tonight, there are no stars and no moon in the sky, only deep darkness and companionship. Listening to the tearful leaves in the wind telling the ups and downs of life and the vicissitudes of life. The cold ice rain fell on my skin, hurting like a sharp needle, and I was helpless. The waves are lonely messengers, hitting my heart directly. There is no trace of anyone on the huge beach. That kind of loneliness is like a legendary moth, living alone on the moon forever, which is a person's loneliness. It's a kind of loneliness forever, and I can't let it go. There have been romantic love stories on this beach, and there have been vows of eternal love on this beach. Now everything is gone. The waning moon is bleeding for me, a lonely and unfortunate person. Loneliness chose me, and I chose a person's loneliness. I feel so empty and confused I don't understand why I am helpless, why my tears can't be restrained, and why I regard you as my best friend in this life. How can you betray our friendship for your love? Leave me a very lonely space. You will keep good memories, and I will bear the helpless loneliness. Occasionally find a lone star, I really want to take off my heart, light up the road ahead, and warm my cold and lonely heart. Just as I reached out, the stars slipped from my fingers and turned into tearful starlight, hanging in my hair. I know it is a kind of desperate loneliness, just like our feelings, even if I cherish it again. I don't care what you think, whether you care or not, whether you deliberately betray me or a misunderstanding, I will choose that kind of desperate loneliness. 6? 1 Xiaoya? 6? 1 What Luming Literature did was to clean up the EU, and the EU stopped. I said I would go home, but it still didn't come true by the end of the year. This is the reason to stay in the house and room. This is a reason not to live in a prosperous area. The pea seedlings have been picked again, and the wild peas are very tender. Said he went home, and he was depressed. Anxiety is burning, and hunger is unbearable. The location of the garrison cannot be fixed, and it is impossible to take the letter home. Bean sprouts are picked again, and the stems and leaves of wild peas are getting old. He said that he went home and went home again in October. But the king's errand is not finished yet, and I have no leisure to enjoy this quiet and good time. Worried and guilty, I can't do it. Bilviho, the flower of the paddock. Horus, gentleman car. The troop ship started, and four horses were tall and big. How dare you settle down? 1 3rd of the month. Riding four horses, four horses are tall and strong. The generals sat in the car and the soldiers were under its protection. Four horses were trained, with bows and shark sacs decorated with Gu Xiang. If you don't quit that day, there will be pits and thorns. Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. The road is slow and full of hunger and thirst. I am very sad, but I don't know that I personally prefer pre-Qin literature. I always feel that what I said at that time can make others stunned. This is the only poem in The Book of Songs. I especially like the sentence inside: I passed, and the willows are yiyi. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. 2. Xiao Tongshan [Southern Song Dynasty] Yue Fei was so Leng Yan last night that he was shocked for four thousand miles. At midnight, Fang got up and walked around the steps alone. People are very quiet, the moonlight outside the window is dim, and the old mountain is old and pine and bamboo, which makes him unable to go home. I want to give my heart to Yao Qin, but I have few bosom friends and short strings. 3. Snoopy. Red Cliff Nostalgia [Northern Song Dynasty] Su Shi's River of No Return, a romantic figure through the ages, is on the west side of the base. Humanism is the Red Cliff of Three Kingdoms Zhou Lang. Rocks are flying in the air, and the waves hit the shore, rolling up thousands of piles of snow. How many heroes are there at a time! Think back to Gong Jin, when Xiao Qiao just got married, he was handsome, holding a feather fan and wearing a black silk scarf. He talked and laughed, and it's all over. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. The world is like a dream, and the bottle is still on the moon. 4. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they fall in love with the floor, saying that they are worried about giving new words. Now I know what it's like to be sad. I want to say it, but I want to say it, but it's a good autumn ... 5. Li Shangyin-"Untitled" was long before I met her, but it was longer after we parted. The east wind started and a hundred flowers blossomed. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are many roads from Pengshan to Bluebird. Listen! -Give me what she said! . 6 Chai Feng-Lu You red crisp hand, Huang Teng wine, spring palace wall Liu Mancheng. Dongfeng evil, with a faint heart and a cup of sadness, has been separated for several years. No! No! No! Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo! Hairpin Phoenix-Tang Wan's world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to rain and send flowers at dusk. The breeze is dry, the tears are gone, and I want to worry about it. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult! People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold, the night was dim, people were afraid to ask questions, and tears pretended to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!