Flowers bloom and fall, I don't remember how many degrees,
I saw it for the first time, but I was young and frivolous.
Sighing that Shao Hua is old today,
Flowers fall and fly back and forth,
A few years old dream, suddenly look back, a greedy, empty. .......
Author: falling plum and sinking snow
Feng responded to this speech at 20: 52 on September 28th, 2009.
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2 reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
The mottled shadows of the trees interfere with the sunshine.
Time has loosened the fence.
A moment of glory/a lifetime of gaze.
The shadow of the moon frosted/faded in the corridor.
Who played a farewell song?
The eternal world is cold.
Eternal love and hate leave harm.
The wind passes through the southwest window.
Back stretch streamer.
I use my long watch to let you soar freely.
Twilight blurred the past.
Lost flowers hide a thousand worries.
The end of sunset
Your eyes are sad and beautiful/my sadness.
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3 Reply: _ _ Shao Hua _ Old _ _
A few mornings and nights.
How many times have I woken up from my dream?
Look at the changing years.
Leaving only a large mess of fallen flowers.
I've seen too much. Love and hate are separated.
I've heard too many vows and lies.
But I still can't figure out dreams, shadows and fog.
Can't see through the mirror.
Before the flowers are buried, the dust/flowers turn again.
Everything seems to be still.
But things have changed.
Yesterday was all kinds of fireworks/like a prosperous time.
Gorgeous but annihilated.
Even if the light at that time had burned himself.
Now it has dissipated.
So/not yet desperate.
So/should not despair.
After this
Don't hurt me.
Don't let me down.
If it's okay.
(Although) this Ruo River is 3,000 Li Long, and one person only drinks a gourd ladle of water; There are so many potential lovers to choose from, but you can only choose one of them.
You are the only one in the world of mortals.
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4 Reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
If the kite struggles to break the thread.
Did you get rid of the chain involved?
Then fly higher and farther.
Let the wind blow through my ears.
Let the wind and sand fascinate your eyes
Still enjoying the free blue sky.
Flying around, dreaming of the sadness of the clouds.
Northwest Southeast Fantasy Leaps Over Qian Shan
It flies over a flower and two butterflies are dancing.
It flies over a stream, and some fish are swimming in the stream.
It flew over a clearing with a broken kite string.
The wind gradually died down.
I suddenly thought of connecting with it because it was destined to accompany it.
Now we live far apart.
The wind stopped.
Freedom, freedom, freedom, rolling in the deep.
I saw a broken kite that day.
It's just a broken kite.
But the ink is all over the sky.
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5 Reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
Who is who carved the oath of eternal life on the sansheng stone
Who and who are standing on the banks of each other's Santu River?
The shackles of past lives
How much love and lingering is involved?
Don's moment
Cut off how much longing for nostalgia.
The road of fire is bloody.
Confused eyes in front of reincarnation
Who thought of the warmest face ever?
The fiery red of Manzhu Shahua is an enchanting charm that makes people forget their souls.
It erased everything from the soul.
So deep, so deep trouble
So strong, so strong love
But it will disappear. ......
Will disappear. ......
Will eventually disappear ......
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6 Reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
Fairy tales always have a beautiful ending.
The true story is not satisfactory.
It's like a string suddenly breaking.
The story has just been interpreted.
But it came to an abrupt end.
So we fantasize
If ... if ...
So what will happen?
But there is no if. ...
So the ending is still the same.
The most dazzling beauty is always fleeting.
It's hard to catch.
It's like the glass suddenly cracked.
The sunlight reflected a brilliant brilliance.
After braking
There's only one mess left.
Even the ordinary peace can't go back.
Thoughts can clearly drift into the distance.
But always wandering in the past.
It's like time and space suddenly split.
Memories swept through
An unstoppable person has nowhere to hide.
Watching it spread feebly.
Until numb
The smile is impeccable.
But no one knows the haze under the strong light.
It's like a mask suddenly cracked.
Reveal the true side
You will find many ferocious wounds.
Here ... here ... and here. .....
Scared ... bleeding ....
I wonder if it still hurts.
All I know is that the mask keeps smiling.
Although the commitment must be firm
But in the end, it is always used to betray.
It's like a pledge of eternal love suddenly collapses
The sea and mulberry fields are on both sides.
the original
You have always kept me in your heart.
Not in my heart
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7 Reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
We once had a blue sky.
I smiled at your smiling face at that time.
You are persistent and happy for my happiness.
Under the neon lights of the city, we snuggled up and held hands.
There are sweet words that we hug in the remote corner of the street.
In the dark cinema, we laughed a lot.
Remember when we carved a promise on the tree together?
When I passed by that day, I found myself embarrassed by time.
I remember the last time I held hands, and the temperature stung my fingertips.
We sat together.
Numbly looking at the yellow blue sky
The feeling of silence spreads cold.
"Once" is the cruelest word in the world.
Unable to recover,
Passing clouds,
Life is like the first time.
If, like the first time, .......
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8 Reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
A battlefield of constant killing
Blood network all over the sky
Autumn waters shake the sun.
Carved a fire-colored "paradise"
An unchanging position
Until the sword pierced the chest.
Who stands on high and watches?
The arrogance of looking at the bleeding mountains and sneering at them.
Willow leaves and flowers stained with blood on the battlefield fell on the hills.
Palace. Push the cup for a change, and the wine overflows slightly.
Heaven is the game, who will argue with it?
Who controls the ups and downs of all beings?
Ruthless world, taking everything as straw dogs.
Who can really act as this god?
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9 reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
The past pictures are like slides.
There is a smiling face in the photo.
There have also been immature and sincere languages.
Vaguely
Contains a little nostalgia.
At that time, we were all arrogant and rebellious, but we laughed a lot.
At that time, we can gaze into everyone's eyes calmly.
At that time, we concentrated the mood of the running account on the nib.
At that time, we said that when we grow up, we will go to heaven.
At that time, we didn't know about power, lies and deception.
at once
But things have changed.
When does it start?
We learned to look at other people's smiles with suspicion.
Start smiling at others.
Want to explore the true side of everyone
However, I found that my eyes were not sincere enough.
As time goes on, things will change.
We've all changed.
no longer
Never go back ..............
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10 reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
The fetters of the past!
Through memories into a wisp of fragrance!
The entanglement of fate!
Just like a broken song, leaving a trace of sadness!
The soul wandering late at night tells the lost mirror in silent language!
The vague pain gradually distorted the familiar warmth in the past!
At that time, the moon was hard to be round! Disabled this month!
Good karma? Destined love?
Don't leave anything!
The wind is shadowless! The moon is invisible!
Sigh at the wind! Looking at the moon and not sleeping!
I only hate myself at that time!
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Tangled knot, want to open, or leave traces.
There is still a long way to go before the line is broken.
The cracks left behind, no matter how to recover, can't erase the cracks that have already appeared.
No matter how to remedy the fault, it can't change the incomplete memory.
I dare not touch the dusty past, and gentle turmoil will make my heart pale and powerless.
Buried memories, fear of mentioning them, and unintentional peeping will also make the pain tear the bottom out.
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12 reply: _ _ Young _ old _ _
I draw a prison, immersed in my own woven net, and I can't escape.
I remembered that old photo, which was close at hand, but far away.
I opened it to the softest corner of my heart and suddenly there was a sound of collapse.
I watched the sadness sweep through, and I had nowhere to hide, nowhere to hide.
I feel sadness flowing in my blood, and it smells fishy.
I saw ghosts, swaying in the wind, lonely and sad.
I began to lose my way, lost on my way home, unable to find the edge.
All the memories are gradually hazy and traceless, and all the profoundness is gently dissipated.
At that time, it was warm and unforgettable. At that time, I was very sad. I tore the bottom and exposed it.
Those bright, warm, incomplete, all ended in smoke.
As unreal as a mirror, as addicted as a dream.
Looking back quietly,
Like a dream,
It seems like a lifetime ago. ..........
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13 reply: _ _ Young _ Old _ _
Wandering in the lost way to find a way out! Even if it is only a brief warmth. ?
Constantly explore opportunities to tear the darkness! Even if it's only fleeting. ?
Dream of a place like Eden before the forbidden fruit! There is no temptation. ?
Fantasize about all transparent worlds! Can get rid of the irony of fate. ?
Eager to find a strong fortress! Carve the oath of eternal life there. ?
Yi Xi is an eternal post station! Even if it's only dim light.
It's not San Mao's! San Mao's poems are actually not many, but the poems of Xi Murong and Cangyang Jiacuo are actually good!
For example, Xi Murong.
Flowering tree
How to let you meet me
In my most beautiful moment
for this reason
I prayed in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Pray for Buddha to let us have a dusty relationship.
Buddha made me a tree.
Follow the path you may take.
Under?the?sun
Carefully full of flowers.
Every flower carries my previous hopes.
When you get close,
Listen carefully
Trembling leaves
This is the passion I am waiting for.
When you walked under the tree, you didn't notice me.
On the ground behind you
My friend,
Not falling petals
But my withered heart.
On the day of Cangyang Jiacuo, I closed my eyes in the fragrant fog of the temple and suddenly heard the truth in your ode;
That January, I shook all the prayer tubes, not to cross, but to touch your fingertips;
That year, I kowtowed and climbed on the mountain road, not to see you, but to keep your warmth;
At that time, I turned the landscape into a stupa, not to repair the afterlife, but to meet you on the road.
That night, I listened to Sanskrit singing all night, not to understand, but to find a trace of your breath.
At that moment, I raised my horse, not to beg for happiness, but to wait for your arrival;
At that moment, I soared to immortality, not for immortality, but for your peace and happiness.
However, on that night, I forgot everything, abandoned faith and reincarnation, just because the rose that once cried in front of the Buddha had already lost its former glory.