1. Last year there was a purple road and a green gate, but tonight the rain brings soul to the clouds. It only takes a few evenings to ruin a lifetime of languor.
2. The reed flowers are broken and sent far away, and they are all scattered in autumn.
3. When the willow tree breaks off at night, Su Di frowns.
4. The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the boundless rain is as thin as sorrow.
5. Being looked down upon by pear blossoms, life is filled with bitter love for the end of the world.
6. The new wine adds to the sleepiness of the remaining wine, and this spring does not reduce the hatred of the previous spring.
7. I want to get drunk and sing to the wine, but the strong music is still tasteless. The belt becomes wider and wider, but I don't regret it anymore. I feel haggard because of the beauty.
8. I asked the flowers with tears in my eyes and said nothing, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
9. Who says leisure is long abandoned? Every time spring comes, the melancholy still remains. I often get sick and drink in front of flowers every day, and my beautiful face looks thin in the mirror.
10. The red candle is self-pitying and has no good plan, and the night is cold and the sky is weeping for others.
11. It’s a pity that the old love joined hands and thought about it turned into haggard overnight.
12. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, and we can’t bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on our way home. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?
13. Wu Tuan Tian and Ping Ting, a curtain of dreams in the moonlit night, tenderness in the spring breeze.
14. I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day without seeing you, and drink the water of the Yangtze River.
15. There is no need to struggle for spring, but for a while, everyone is jealous. It fell into mud and was crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remained the same.
16. When you are startled, you look back. No one can forgive you for your hatred. Picking out all the cold branches and refusing to live on them, the lonely sandbank is cold.
17. Gathering and separation are painful and hasty, and this hatred is endless. This year's flowers are better than last year's flowers, but next year's flowers are even better. I don't know who I am.
18. A long meaning hates a short hairspring, and I miss you all day long.
19. By the incense steps under the jade hook fence, I don’t know how late the sun is when I’m drunk. At that time, I was a flower appreciator, but now I don’t have half of them.
20. The lilac leaves are weeping with their broken branches, which makes me sad. It's natural to stop writing, be sentimental and sentimental, and don't want to be romantic.
21. Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip. I'm afraid that the boat in Shuanggai will not be able to carry it, and I will be very sad.
22. As time goes by, love never ends. The heart is like a double mesh with thousands of knots in it.
23. The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed. There is no evidence of the arrival of wild geese, and it is difficult to realize the dream of returning home after a long journey. Leaving hatred is just like grass in spring. Travel farther and you will still be alive.
24. The willows at the ferry are green, and the branches and leaves are alienated.
25. Is it possible that you can’t get rid of your soul? The curtains are blown by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.
26. It’s easy to say goodbye but hard to see. The flowing water and falling flowers are gone in spring, and the world is in heaven and earth.
27. The twenty-four bridges are still there, the waves are swaying, and the cold moon is silent.
28. Ten years of life and death are so vast that they cannot be forgotten without thinking about them.
29. The human face is unknown, but the green wave is still flowing eastward.
30. Helplessly, the flowers fall away, and the swallows return, as if they had known each other before.
31. Passion has hurt parting since ancient times, and it is even more embarrassing to neglect the Qingqiu Festival. Where can I wake up from my drunkenness today? On the bank of willows, the dawn wind wanes and the moon falls.
32. Tears of rouge make people drunk, no matter how long they are, it is natural that life will grow and hate will last forever.
33. The crowd looked for him thousands of times, but suddenly looking back, he was there, in a dimly lit place.
34. Where does sorrow come from? Leave people's hearts in autumn.
35. Deep regret and careful thinking are not as good as peaches and apricots, but they are still married to the east wind.
36. There are three parts of spring scenery, two parts of dust, and one part of running water. If you look closely, you can see that they are not Yanghua, but the tears of Li Ren.
37. Perseveringly, a wisp of lovesickness continues across the mountains and rivers.
38. It rains in the middle of the night on the sycamore leaves, and the sound of the leaves is parting.
39. Feelings gradually fade away, and the beautiful face in the mirror changes in surprise.
40. The singing bird still knows how to hate, but it doesn’t cry to clear the tears but to cry to make blood.
41. Plantains do not develop lilac knots. Haggard to the end of the world, we are tired of the wind and the moon.
42. Even if you think you will never grow old in spring, people will worry about growing old in spring. Worry only exists in this world.
43. The chrysanthemums are blooming, but the chrysanthemums are withered, and the wild geese are flying high, but the people have not returned, and the wind and moon are idle behind the curtain.
44. The carved railings and jade inlays should still be there, but the beauty has changed. Asking you how much sorrow you can have is like a river of spring water flowing eastward.
45. The sorrow of separation gradually becomes infinite, and the distance is like spring water.
46. Even if it looks like a flower, it still doesn’t look like a flower, and no one will cherish it.
47. Leaning alone on a high-rise building under the bright moon, wine fills my heart with sadness, turning into tears of lovesickness.
48. The phoenix trees are also drizzled, and it is drizzling at dusk. This time, how can I be so sad!
49. The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I just frown, but it is in my heart.
50. Ruthlessness is not as painful as sentimentality, an inch is like thousands of strands. When the ends of the earth are endless, there is only endless love.
51. There is a tiger in my heart, and I smell the rose carefully. After the feast, there were tears.