The bright moon is like a mirror, and the grassland hangs high, reflecting the Millennium.
My piano whimpers and tears are gone.
Riding across the grassland alone
-Haizi "September"
My fate is divided into two parts, when I didn't meet you and after I met you.
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I feel like a passerby all over the world.
Although the wind is strong, it bypasses my soul.
-passerby "Siebel"
As long as you remember the things you regret in your life.
Plum blossoms fall in the south mountain.
-Zhang Zao's In the Mirror
The world is always like this.
Guanyin is in the distant mountain.
Poppies are in poppy fields.
-Yaxian's "Andante like a song"
Only my depraved side.
Enough for you to enjoy life.
-Wan Xia "Essence"
It is said to be the sadness of lonely autumn.
It is said to be acacia in the far sea.
If someone asks me what I'm worried about
I dare not say your name.
I dare not say your name.
If someone asks me what I'm worried about
It is said to be acacia in the far sea.
It is said to be the sadness of lonely autumn.
-"Trouble" Dai Wangshu
Dai Wangshu's classic palindrome poetry, at a glance into the soul.
I don't argue with anyone, and I don't care who I argue with
I love nature, followed by art.
My hands are baking, and the fire of life keeps me warm.
The fire went out,
I'm ready to go, too.
-Jiang Yang translated Rand's Life and Death.
I can't give you the whole spring.
But please accept my long loneliness.
A drop of hard work condenses into
-"Red Bean" Yu Guangzhong
In fact, whether it snows or not can't stop my whiteness.
I can't hide the absurdity of my life.
-Yu Xiuhua's Snow
I love this sincere Snow more than her song Sleeping with You Across Half China.
Nothing turned black except blood.
No one is beautiful except those bones.
-Ouyang He Jiang's "Sunset"
I like your silence, as if you have disappeared.
Distant and sad, as if you were dead.
-Nie Luda "I like your silence"
Untie your red belt.
Sprinkle a bed of snowflake white
All the water in the world swings in your eyes.
-"Love that Can't Speak"
The grass is bearing seeds.
The wind shook the leaves.
We stood without talking.
It is very beautiful
-"In front of the door" from Gu Cheng
A yard with trees in Houhai,
Jade articles of the Xia Dynasty,
The clouds at this time,
You are in your twenties.
-Feng Tang "What Can I Meet"
Wine enters the intestines, and seven points enter the moonlight.
The rest of the three points roar into a firm but gentle.
Embroidered mouth spit, half full of the Tang Dynasty.
-Yu Guangzhong is looking for Li Bai.
Life is like a dream, like a night, illusory and wasted.
We don't sleep well. But god woke up. "
-the legend of hermann hesse
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