I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples. Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.
Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear. Bodhisattva returned to the flood and broke the residual rinspeed, and the snow in the back window fell straight into the furnace.
The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp. The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.
Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold. Complaining that it was too late to remove makeup, plum calyx got stuck in the branch.
When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return. People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging.
It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time. Good things are close to the wind, flowers fall deep, and there is red snow outside the curtain.
I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring. The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright.
The dream is unbearable, and I cry even more (left "affirmation" right half, right "bird"). In the snow of Qingpingle every year, plum blossoms are often drunk, so they are all removed, and it is impossible to win tears all over the clothes! I lived in a remote place when the plum blossoms were in bloom this year, and my ears were short and thin.
Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous. Recalling Qin E's lofty position, the chaotic mountains and Ye Ping are thin and smoky.
The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.
When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn. Spread the happy sand, rub the gold and cut into layers of jasper leaves.
The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough.
Smoked a thousand miles of dreams, but ruthless. Spread out the Huanxi sand, get sick, have a noise in the sideburns, and lie down and watch the window screen break the moon.
Boil cardamom into boiling soup, and you don't have to eat it in the spirit of tea. Poetry and books on the pillow are idle, and the scenery in front of the door is good. I borrow more from people all day and spend more time with osmanthus.
Who planted banana trees in front of the window where mulberry seeds were picked? Yin fills the atrium; Yin fills the heart and leaves warm the heart. Sad pillow night rain, a little light rain; A little rain, worried about the loss of northerners, not used to listening! The spring breeze in Wuling has exhausted the fragrance of dust, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.
Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes.
I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. Drunken flowers, thick clouds and fog, eternal sorrow, refreshing mind, golden beasts disappear.
Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves.
Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju. In the southern song, the stars turn and the curtain on earth hangs.
Liangsheng's pillow was covered with tears. He took off his clothes and asked, What is night? The emerald lotus is small, and the golden lotus root leaves are thin. In the old days, the weather was old and the clothes were old, only when the feelings were different and the family was old.
2. Indulge the classic sentence occasionally 1. Sometimes, I want to indulge my willfulness and decadence, but life threatens me with my neck and I have to work hard. Actually, I am very tired. The harder I work, the sadder I feel.
2, I don't want to run, I need to run, so I want to run today, I want to indulge myself, but I can't indulge, so I control myself not to indulge. Like wine, my heart is red and bright red. I don't want it. I want black coffee. I can indulge myself and be fearless.
If you want to indulge yourself, your mind will always change. You will sneer at what you want in an instant. Now you just want to live in peace a few months ago, and now you can talk indifferently about what you used to like. 5, there is always a moment when I want to indulge myself.
6. Simple ideas brew a bitter fruit in silence, and with their own immaturity, they enter the world that needs to be matured. Just like the wind in this mountain, it never brings any feelings, longing and future. It looks cool, but you can only wander alone in this world. Life is getting closer and closer, and the soul is getting farther and farther away, like a stalk in the throat, trying to pull out my heart, but it's painful! Maybe you should tell yourself, if you are immature, don't indulge! 7. You can drink the wine of strangers or walk with strangers, but you have to think clearly that it is your own business to indulge yourself, but you can't go down forever.
8. From today on, promise yourself that you will not indulge yourself. Don't just think about what you want, want to be a better self. 9. Be hard on yourself if you want to get better, and indulge yourself if you want to get worse.
10, every day now is a day to lay the foundation for the future, and such a day is less. In fact, many times I want to be lazy, indulge myself and convince myself. Yes, what I am doing now is to beat myself.
3. Ancient poems describing youth and beauty. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow. But it is a cool autumn.
1, You Nanting
Xie Lingyun in the Southern and Northern Dynasties
In the evening, the sky is clear in Wan Li, and the clouds go to the west.
The dense forest is bright, and the far peak is hidden.
After a long sleep, the hotel overlooks the suburbs.
Eupatorium adenophorum was gradually swept away, and hibiscus started late.
I am not tired of youth, I have seen Zhu Ming move.
Feeling sad, the stars are gray.
The poison bait stops, and the decline is sudden.
When you die, wait for autumn water and rest on the old cliff of the scenic weir.
Who am I interested in and who is smart? Only feast on conscience.
2. Xi Huayin
Tang Baojun emblem
Flowers on branches, flowers on people, poor color is youth.
Yesterday, I saw flowers burning, but now I see flowers falling.
Instead of waiting for the spring breeze to blow away, it is better to spend all this time playing.
Ying Ge danced with butterflies for a long time, and the red stove was cooking tea and flowers.
Dressed up and singing freely, I sent the fragrant branches back to the bridal chamber alone.
3. Autumn Lotus
Tang Bai Juyi
The wind is cold and the sky is dusk.
There are hibiscus flowers in the atrium, which set in the morning.
Autumn has fallen, and dusk has come.
I'm sorry that I have no color, but I sigh without hesitation.
I feel this is because I missed him and talked to him.
Men are always rich, and women marry later.
Only when the head is white can it succeed, and when the color is weak can it convince people.
If you don't find yourself in the future, you will be as safe as youth.
4. "Send a friend"
Dondum
After ten years of fame and fortune, everyone is struggling with life.
Youth can't stay, but white hair is born naturally.
Night rain drips homesickness, and autumn wind leaves parting feelings.
Fifty miles across the city gate, running horses and chasing chickens.
5. "Send Li Qinggui to Huayangchuan"
Tang Libai
Bo Yang Xian Jia looks very young.
Xia Yun died in the secret cave of the Sun and Moon.
Turn your mind and cultivate your nature, and hide for a few days naive.
Not after a thousand years, back to the new city.
4. full of heroic and unrestrained poems? Chibi nostalgia
Gone forever, the waves are rough. Romantic figures through the ages. To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rocks and clouds are falling, waves are hitting the shore and thousands of piles of snow are being rolled up. As picturesque as a mountain, how many heroes there are at one 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. Life is like a dream, and a bottle returns to the moon.
Man Jiang Hong
Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will courtiers hate it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Eat pork when you are hungry, and drink Hun blood when you are thirsty. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque
Nanxiangzi went to Jingkou and Gu Beiting was pregnant.
Xin Qiji
Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? Youyou! The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu! Even Cao will have a son like this.
5. Beautiful poems about youth look forward to youth going through spring, summer, autumn and cold to find the footprints of youth; I still remember how pure and beautiful you are at the same table.
Dew-shining ridges, poems recited in the wind; In the classroom where the morning light shines, the thinking frown; Under the setting sun, the passion of talking about ideals was ignited; Red leaves fly, looking for friendship and holding hands; Snowflakes are flying all over the sky, carefully counting the data of petals; The crisp laughter sounded, and the original petals turned into water drops in your hands! If life is a play, then the expenditure on the dance steps of youth is the most beautiful gesture. It seems too heavy and vulgar to mention youth again, and too many true and false compliments seem to have blurred her.
However, youth is really beautiful and can't be erased anyway. The beauty of youth is not generally noble and gorgeous, nor frivolous and exaggerated or superficial, but a primitive and spiritual beauty.
I feel that youth has given us too much. Because we are young, we have a healthy and strong body; Because of youth, we have a fresh and hearty smile; Because we are young, we have a flamboyant personality and the opportunity to discover ourselves; Because we are young, we have a chance to fail; Because we are young, we have the will to never give up.
Because of youth ... because of youth, everything is so beautiful. There is no doubt that youth has a temperature.
My task is just to give you time, time that is gone forever. As for how to live, that's your own business.
This is what a philosopher once read in a book and told young people for God. How to live? How we live determines whether our beautiful years are like spring or always bleak, and whether our life is full of warmth and enrichment or desolation.
If you believe that heaven rewards diligence and always remember to struggle and pursue, then the heart of youth will be full; If you are not afraid of pain and always try to explore and experience, then the young sky must be sunny; If you stick to the truth, goodness and beauty and care for our green home, then you will be sunny every day. If you seek excitement and enjoy ease to walk through youth, then an empty mind will be desolate; If you are timid and depressed, then the days will always be extremely cold; If you are only keen on flashy appearance and empty vanity, then your youth and your life can only be bleak.
Youth does not need to be decorated with clear water to produce hibiscus, but naturally needs to be carved. Youth, itself, is the embodiment of beauty, and needs no carving.
I have seen too many colors, luxurious and gorgeous, as if it were an illusion; Beauty is decorated. In fact, beauty is from the heart and from the essence.
The beauty of youth is even more so. Youth, as its name implies, is synonymous with life and a symbol of vitality; On the other hand, spring indicates vigorous progress and endless life.
Therefore, simplicity and passion are the real beauty of youth; And heavy makeup, cumbersome procrastination can only be vulgar. It is precisely because of this unpretentious beauty of passion that the young mind has withstood the baptism of wind and rain and experienced heavy tempering.
No matter wind, frost, rain and snow, no matter night or day, it will always give off a faint light, leading every soul to advance with its unique light. You don't need the brilliance of diamonds and gold, nor do you need gorgeous roses and peonies.
However, youth is the most beautiful melody of the song of life after all. Youth can't stand profligacy.
Time flies like water, and in the blink of an eye, although I have never experienced vicissitudes and bypassed Qian Shan, I still really feel it; Youth really can't stand the baptism of time. Calling for Song one after another, how many days do we have? How many times have you been drunk and dreamed of death in your life? Why abuse yourself and waste your happy time?
Indulge in colorful lights, indulge in wandering vanity, and degenerate into illusory network fantasy. Is there no better way to spend these years? Why are you willing to let your will get lost in the luxury of ten thousand degrees? Instead of catching it? You know, an inch of time and an inch of gold, even if time is washed away, is still a truth that will never fade! The power of youth is so powerful that it can only be described by perseverance.
You must understand how fragile and short-lived she is; If you are not careful, it will be broken quietly and passed away in a hurry. I don't know how far it is or how long it will be in the future. I just realized that today's day is so precious.
So how can you bear to be tolerant of yourself and let yourself indulge? If you have a dream, fly. Since you have a dream, let's fly in the young sky! When I went to Qiu Lai in spring, flowers blossomed and fell, and I was frivolous several times, only to find myself in what people call the golden age. Since it is prime time, what reason is there to refuse happiness and sadness? Do you have any reason not to let your dreams fly? However, life is really full of sadness and frustration all the time, although you should put aside all disappointment and ask yourself to see the bright side.
However, as materialist dialectics says; Contradictions are unity of opposites, so is life. Life often gives us helplessness but also gives us hope and rebirth. Growth is always accompanied by setbacks, but youth is capital.
Youth is the source of dreams and the time for dreams to fly. In the sunny season, young hearts will always hide your, mine and all kinds of beautiful dreams! What is true? What's fake? What is eternity? What is ephemeral? Ignore all the sadness and tears, ignore all the strangeness, and let all the good and bad go with the wind! Hold your head high, straighten your chest, and let's pursue our dreams.
Young friends, let's sail together! Let's ride the wind and waves together and fly in the young sky together.