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Looking back at wet clothes with tears;
I hate to see people cry,
The sound of falling flowers,
A stone stirs up a thousand waves.
In late autumn, begonia is pitiful,
Like a dream lang;
Beauty is gone,
Empty court bamboo shadow,
Dancing in the wind, moaning the piano.
Don't look back, don't Mu Qing.
Stop and go, before you know it, it's spring and summer again. Looking back, I woke up. Is it because you were too confident, or because you are too peaceful now? When I first came out, my eyes were confused, and now my heart is very lost.
I am very afraid to look back at the way I came. Suddenly, I feel ill-fated. I don't have the courage to lift it again. Is this the right road? Is it worth it? There are many roads. Why am I always so obscure? I admit that I am ignorant, too. However, looking around, it is either vigorous or hot pursuit, or it is a great achievement. How can my heart be indifferent? Can you believe you don't care?
The road has been at your feet, along the way, dare to say that now, compared with you, have you ever regretted it? I don't know how many times I want to escape, but life is not easy. First of all, I have to support myself. I don't know how many nights I thought about changing careers, but when I woke up, courage was like a dream that night, and it was gone. Is it really that difficult to take this step? No, it's not difficult. The difficult thing is that you can't cover your eyes for the floating clouds and can't see the direction clearly. Darkness, like a demon that devours your heart, breeds all kinds of thoughts, weaves an invisible net, grabs a heart hard, sinks to the bottom, longs for light, but is hard to persist.
There are many roads. I don't know that I chose this road in a daze. No plan, no goal, no dream, really a salted fish. It is good for society to have a good shelter to take me in. It can be said that there are so many young people in China. I don't blame the education problem in this country, just sigh. Why, many are only in? Why, always so many, suddenly plunged into this mixed mud in confusion, only after a hundred times of washing and cultivation can we calm down and introspect.
Now that I have embarked on this road, my mind is still full of ups and downs, and I dare not say that I can see through the fog. But at least, I know, don't look back, why go back and forth a thousand times. Why not give it a try? There is nothing wrong. Only the wrong person, I don't know if I am wrong, at least don't add burden to my heart, always look back and wait and see.
On the one hand, although they are so unstoppable on their own road, they will gradually become numb when they watch. No matter how beautiful and gorgeous the scene is, it belongs to others, and it is just a prosperous dream for yourself. It will be broken eventually, so why indulge in it? It's even harder to be self-sustaining. Why not settle in the middle? On this string of singing and drinking, it will be broken. If you can't envy me, how can you come out of my world? 3000 parallel worlds, including you, me and him, how can there be high and low? There are only 3 thousand feng shui turns around, you sing me on stage.
Don't look back, be passionate and indomitable; Not Mu Qing, one mind, watching the wind and cloud.
Spring is deep, the past is like smoke, and my affectionate self is buried with flowers.
Say goodbye to my wife in the morning, and I am married in the dead of night. I am tender in autumn, sweeping the leaves mercilessly and laughing at you mercilessly.
I saw you off early in the morning, but Yelang didn't return. I laughed when I thought of the past.
Put on red makeup in the morning, light a candle at night, write a quick book, write two poems and laugh at the moonlight for a long time.
In the early morning, I was shocked by the sword. When I was a girl, I aspired to the west, and the sword was in the east. I laughed at me crazily.
Look at the flowers in the early morning, when the flowers have fallen at night. Come back unexpectedly, you will know when you leave, and you will never leave again with a smile.
In the morning, I was drunk with poetry. When I was sleeping alone after midnight snack, the Sanskrit sound came, and the blue light was hard to extinguish, so I couldn't sleep with laughter.
Wear red clothes in the morning and red makeup at night. Gentle at first, then said heartless, smiling without a word.
The wedding reception was scheduled for the early morning, when the night king suddenly left. Forever swear to spend a short time laughing at providence tonight.
The bell rings after school in the early morning, and the cold window is bitter at night. I forget the time, remember my ideal dream, and laugh at the students' fatigue.
Hearing your death in the early morning, I cried at night, fat and green, sleeping in a thin red field, laughing yet.
I miss my old friend in the morning, but I don't cry when I am drunk at night. The heavy makeup makes people pity, and I laugh and hate.
Watching Mobei in the morning, remembering Jiangnan night, the morning glow is broken, the dusk is boundless, and laughter flies.
The word "Zhen Xuan" just started in the morning. Being friends in the evening is a pleasure, but management is hard. The members pitied Xiaoyu and laughed at their happiness.
Catkin wind in the morning, peach blossom rain at night, old flute last year, new music this year, good get together and good break.
Early in the morning, I was stunned by the ancient road. When the night sighs, the city is noisy, my hair is beautiful, my hair is fluttering, and I am laughing at the world.
Whispering with white horses in the morning, drinking frost and wind at night, people in the world of mortals are tired, worshipping Buddha and monks with empty doors and smiling at the world.
In the morning, I greeted with a smile. Lonely at night, affectionate and charming, heartless and indifferent, changeable smile.
In the morning, the pagoda was broken, Lei Yin sighed at night, the Buddha in the temple was dusty, and the court was restless and smiling at night.
In the morning, the bell rang, when the night was a figure, the faint bell stopped for a long time, and the morning bell came alone, laughing as drunk as a fiddler.
Sighing the world of mortals in the morning, worrying at night, young and romantic, accompanied by Sanskrit in the dusk, laughing into an empty door.
In the morning, you lost your beauty. I laugh long and frivolous when I am young at night, and I am even more worried when I am depressed.
When I say goodbye in the morning and at night, I feel that the spring flowers are soft and the autumn rain is cool, and I smile at this life.
Mow the field in the morning, invite a moonlit cup, get drunk like a willow, wake up like a poem, and don't be too ambitious.
In the morning, you lost your beauty. I laugh long and frivolous when I am young at night, and I am even more worried when I am depressed.
When I say goodbye in the morning and at night, I feel that the spring flowers are soft and the autumn rain is cool, and I smile at this life.
Mow the field in the morning, invite a moonlit cup, get drunk like a willow, wake up like a poem, and don't be too ambitious.
Wearing shirts in the morning and putting on clothes at night, I am young and eager to take off my armor in my later years, and I will laugh and sigh all my life.
Early in the morning to the morning, the night arrival morning sun, young and frivolous, old temples slightly frosty, laughing at my yellow robe.
In the morning, when I was covered in green and the night was frosty, I liked the red dress, lamented my wife and laughed at me for being stupid.
The morning is hidden in the mountains, and when the monument stands in front of the night, a thousand years have passed. Once you don't say goodbye, the world of mortals will not forget.
I look forward to your early morning return, and when you can't sleep at midnight, Loyal Jun will serve the country, dressed in rags, smiling proudly in troubled times.
In the morning, my eyes are hazy, and in the evening, my thoughts are heavy, my pen and ink are not falling, my paper is white and my brain is empty, and my heart is full of laughter.
In the morning, the flowers shed tears, the night was dark and the night was crying. I feel something every day, get angry at night, and laugh with ecstasy.
Complain about feelings
Manbeng Yu Wen Road Qu,
Castle Peak is separated by two territories.
The shutters face the moon,
Full moon, love and missing.
The shadow of the full moon in the water,
Wandering alone in the light.
Write down and pour out your thoughts,
Yuanyang * * * is looking forward to the holiday.
Women's feelings
The nun came slowly,
Frog drinking in front of Jinxiu Hall,
Ran Yan on Moss Street,
Father is a song full of love,
Explain in detail that it is difficult to leave,
Thick Italian, hot tears,
Feel timid and have nowhere to cut,
How bumpy it is to laugh at yourself,
Dare you ask what's wrong with heaven?
Dance sleeves are not hungry or thirsty,
Running water has feelings, cars have ideas,
Castle peak never stays,
Send love to the clouds, hold your head high!
Looking back, the ferry of reincarnation is still bustling. See some fate come and go.
Looking back, the ferry of reincarnation is still bustling. See some fate come and go, go and return. Watching some people drift away and finally fade out of sight. That year, the lost youth. Already, the eye-catching number plate has faded out.
Acacia is too short, the world of mortals is too long, homesickness is fragrant, and the sound of flute burns the intestines.
Acacia is too short, the world of mortals is too long, and homesickness is fragrant. Who will burn the intestines in Xiao Sheng? Light up the past, wrapped in loneliness, leaning against the bar and looking at the horizon, cold dreams and sadness, frost and sorrow, who can understand everything? How can a tree turn yellow when it is flourishing? A few dreams poured into the city, a few tears splashed on the book, and the beauty was thin and lovesick endlessly. My heart is like clear water, I only drink one ladle, and it rains all over the sky. How can I alleviate my grief?