The Book of Songs has rich views on life and death, and Zicheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
Qin Guan's love for Qiaoxian will not last long if it lasts for a long time.
Li Bai's 357 words miss you. When did you know? At this point, the night is awkward.
The anonymous phoenix seeks to burn, and the piano music is beautiful. I'll never forget them when I see them, and I'll be crazy if I don't see them for a day.
Zheng Chouyu said goodbye to you this time. It's wind, it's rain, it's night. You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. Li Bai's 357 words entered my lovesick door, knowing that I was lovesick, and that the time of lovesick was long and the time of lovesick was short.
There are five poems of Yuan Zhen's thought, and the fourth one was once a water disaster and an eternal amber.
Cao Zhiming goes to a tall building in the bright moon. If the road dust rises, if the cement is muddy, when will we meet in harmony?
The desolation and parting of Nalanxingde corn poppy should be the same, and the most difficult thing is to clear up grievances in the bright moon and bright future.
Zhang Ji's holiday song returns your tears to your pearl. I hate not getting married until I meet you.
How can a flowering tree in Xi Murong let you meet me? At my best moment, I prayed for this in front of the Buddha for 500 years, begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Chen Hengke's "The Portrait of Spring Sorrow" is only the shadow of a world. How can we live together without dying?
Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province said that he missed the tree, but Silang hated Mandy.
Xu Gan's thoughts come from your own mind, but the mirror is dark and incurable. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?
Zhang Xianqian is not old, and his feelings are hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.
One of Huang Jingren's two poems is like this star. It was not last night, and the wind and dew stood at midnight for it.
Li Shangyin's six untitled third poems I know this love will not have any result, but it can soothe my heart! .
Nalanxingde broke through the Huanxisha people and turned sentimental. Now it's really not sentimental.
Zhang's "One-night Lovers in the Swallow House" didn't last long.
Yuan Hao asked about fishing. One of them asked the world what love is and taught him to be committed to life and death.
Li Shangyin untitled Although my body doesn't have bright phoenix wings, I can feel the harmonious heartbeat of the sacred unicorn.
Zhang Kejiu Sai Hong Qiu beast furnace sank hookah, green marsh residual flowers, line by line written into acacia biography.
Xu Zaisi won't miss you all his life, but he will miss you and hurt you.
Li Guan fell in love with an inch of acacia, and there was no arrangement in the world.
Personally, I like Nalan Xingde very much. I recommend more songs.
Jade butterfly-chic misty rain
Under the bridge, Changhong reflected the water. It rained early and the sky was clear. The wind and clouds are surging, and the spring is broken by the lonely sound.
Where the sky is red, the wind is vertical. Holding water is a kind of sorrow. Hate unprovoked, sentimental, it is difficult to continue the red note.
Jiangnan, an ordinary alley, whose house is a castle, still singing flowers? Lost in peach blossoms, empty education turns melancholy into sleepless.
Remember the romantic guests at that time. Listen to the jade leakage, Chu Xiao is colder. In front of the light, lightly rely on powder and make a shallow thrush.
Meng Jiangnan
Who does Xiao Li hate? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the plum bottles. Heart words have turned gray.
Magnolia order (imitating ancient characters)
If life is just like the first sight, why draw a fan in the autumn wind? It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan language stops midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?
Recommend a modern one from Xi Murong. I think it's not bad either.
Youth without complaining
At a young age
If you love someone,
Please be gentle with her.
No matter how long you have been in love.
If you can always be gentle with each other
therefore
All the moments will be flawless beauty.
If you have to part.
I also want to say goodbye.
And be grateful.
Thank her for giving you a memory.
You won't know until you grow up.
At the moment when I suddenly turned around.
Youth without resentment has no regrets.
Like the quiet moon on the mountain.
Flowering tree
How about, let you meet me?
In my most beautiful moment.
For this-I have been begging in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Praying for Buddha made us have a dusty relationship.
So the Buddha turned me into a tree,
Grow up in the way you must go.
In the sunshine,
Carefully full of flowers,
Blossoming is the hope of my previous life!
When you get close,
Please listen carefully,
Trembling leaves,
This is the passion I am waiting for!
When you finally ignore it,
Fall on the floor behind you. ...
Friends!
That's not a petal,
It is my withered heart.
I
I like to start.
Like to leave
I like to have new dreams all my life
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No matter what direction the stars point.
I like to stay for a long time.
I like to plant thousands of fruit trees in the garden.
Waiting for winter thunder, summer rain, spring flowers and autumn fruits.
I like life with only pure hope.
Only steady and slow growth.
I like the color after years of rinsing.
I like that song that I haven't sung.
I like to write a long poem in the evening.
Then come back on this cool morning.
View line by line and paragraph by paragraph
Delete slowly
Every word related to you.
If love can be explained, the oath can be modified.
If you meet me, we can reschedule.
Then, life will be easier.
If one day,
I can finally forget you.
However, this is not a random story.
Not tomorrow's play.
I can't find the manuscript. Erase you.
-Xi Murong's "Error"
I am a blooming summer lotus,
I hope you can see me now.
Wind and frost are not to be eroded,
Autumn rain has not yet fallen.
The green season has left me again,
I am elegant, not worried or afraid.
Now, to be exact,
The most beautiful moment,
The heavy door was locked,
After the fragrant smile,
Who knows my lotus heart?
You don't have a chance,
Either come too early, or,
It's too late ... —— Xi Murong's Lotus Heart.
In those ancient years.
Have the same story.
Is the woman who plays the piano also sixteen?
Or me tonight?
That's the woman.
It has been waiting for thousands of years.
That gentle and humble soul
It was the time when Yinger bloomed, and she lingered and cried.
The same person.
Then even if I cry, don't laugh at my weakness.
How many dynasties have women sung the same song?
There is one under a tree full of magnolia flowers.
How many times did you part?
On this warm spring night
How many beautiful voices have sung ancient love songs-Xi Murong's Ancient Love Songs
If I have an afterlife,
Just to get together with you once.
Just for the moment after billions of light years.
All the sweetness and sadness are in a flash.
Then let it happen.
Everything appears in an instant.
Let me bow and thank all the planets for their help.
Let me meet you and leave you.
Completed a poem written by God.
Then Grow Old Slowly —— Xi Murong's Choice