It's never too late to burn the heart of lovesickness. What's the fear of going against the sky
Looking at it quietly, you already feel that you are so far away. Who is lucky enough to put on a play
How can you leave a blank life to write the ending
It's too late to get drunk and hold of it
Give up a water-like joke and look back on the long sadness and joy. I'm tired of infatuation, and I'm full of empty thoughts
I hate not staying, and my life is first seen. The dilemma of grievances
Breaking the sound ft Dream Jing saya—— "kill array"
Talking about meeting and sighing, meeting the legacy of the past, today's meaning
Complaining and meeting, wishing to meet and meet, opening your eyes and parting
Being wrong is wrong, saying wrong is wrong, adding wrong
What if wrong is right or wrong?
Stay in the air for a rainy day, knowing autumn among the fallen leaves
How can you be willing to be intimate in exchange for sadness < Make you happy
For whom you are miserable, for whom you are happy, for whom you are fighting for a long life
The title of beauty by the side of Wanqiuchi Lake is fleeting and romantic, and clouds and smoke are scattered
A cup for ice and snow, a cup for bitterness and cold
A thousand cups of "Drunk Fairy Songs"
A thousand cups of laughter to forget grievances, a dream that lingers for years, and a song that is clear and silent
Sighing about the stormy road of the world of mortals. Leaving the world behind but not sleeping independently
attracting the moon —— "Flowers by the Water" (this depends on personal preference)
A scene with two minds fixed on three lives and four years of separation
Sleepless for eight nights with six melodies and seven strings in the fifth watch
Nine miles in a row are all chilling for a hundred years
I miss Tang's eyes. If you want to listen, listen to the tubevocal version)
Dance the wine against the moon pillow book. In the bloody place
Who wins and who loses in the chaotic world?
Ride the horse and whip the world hand in hand * * * Go to the long road of life
but you don't know the fate of reincarnation. It's hard to repeat, leaving a thousand words of homesickness
Tell me again in the afterlife
Draw the moon and wipe the fog —— "Cinnabar"
The most beautiful first appearance is a careless glance while waiting
The red silk thread is not lost, but the sun and the moon are fleeting
Knowing that it is a stranger, it is still chasing the lingering poison
. After thousands of years, everyone will return to the dust and go with the wind.
Mu Han ft Wander —— "Smoke"
If you can't see it, you can let go of this helpless Zen.
But you can't complain.
Only this little wish is warm with your words for a while, but you can only be greedy and happy for a while.
Only regret should be done.
Win. Disillusionment
Yesterday's whispers were all gone
How many earthly years have passed?
Lying on your side with a boat and sleeping with water (it's amazing to sleep in the cold night)
Jiang Zixiu's "Qingmei Road Jinggao" (I always love this word, love with nosebleeds \ (≥▽≤)/ )
Self-deception, self-seeing, self-listening to the sound of the leaves, all the cold steps
Self-conceit, self-criticism, self-mockery and self-mockery of Hua Xu's short and unbearable side
If you can not read this book, you should not read it, but you should not miss it
If you are drunk, you will live a dream and die in childhood, and you will sleep in peace
If you miss China, you will be rewarded with mottled plum blossoms and ink shadows
Without a trace of tears
I suddenly look back unintentionally
I often remember the falling moon and willow twigs
Little Mo Yan ——
I asked you if you ever regretted your sword and enmity
I asked you if you ever regretted breaking up
I asked you if you ever regretted getting drunk in the past
If you never had any regrets in this life
It hurts a little-