Legend of the Sword and the Chivalrous Man: If you don't look back, why don't you forget? Since there is no chance, why take an oath; Everything today is like water without a trace.
Fairy sword:
Dachangyin. Yue Wei
The verdant grass wears the moonlight, and the water overflows in western Western jackdaw, and the pipa is drummed in front of the mirror, and the yarn is photographed alone.
Parting is a song, cold people leave, what they hate is boundless love, dust burying yellow flowers, green chess, clouds and window play.
Heroes of the Condor: What is the love in the world that teaches you to be committed to life and death? Flying in all directions, the old wings have been hot and cold several times. If you have fun and leave the pain, you will have more stupid children. You should have a sentence, Wan Liyun, Qian Shan Dusk, who is the only shadow?
Heroes of the Condor: Acacia is useless. Farewell is enough. If the farewell date is set, what about suffering! Mo Tao is charming, where is the bright future!
He Dong Edition butterfly lovers:
I should go home as soon as possible.
Nai er Lian zhi
Double candle photo in red room
What followed was makeup.
Zhu Yingtai
Cut the soil and support each other tonight.
He is a young man.
Without wind, there would be no flowers.
I don't know if my heart is dead.
-Zhu Yingtai/Taohuayuan
I can't stay under any circumstances.
People abandoned Zhu Yanhua and trees.
White clouds and flowing water
If you don't mean it, I'll accept it.
-Liang Shanbo/Yuelao Temple improvisation
When the garden is full of fresh vegetables.
Remain uncorrupted, talking and laughing insipid.
All three students are bamboo scholars.
Think of people from all over the world.
-Liang Shanbo/Yuelao Temple
He Han's boundless heart is holding a thread.
Magpie flowers give beauty.
The weaver girl misses Chang 'e and goes down to earth.
Don't wait for Qixi night with Mid-Autumn Festival.
-Nishan College in Chen Zijun
Cross grave road, flute and drum when lonely, smoke is still flat. What's the point of evocation? Shan Gui secretly calls the shots. The sky is also jealous. If you don't believe it, birds and swallows are all loess. Centuries will last forever, singing, drinking and visiting Qiu Yan in order to leave it to poets.
By the way, remind "tsyh laughs at Chinese"! The "still" in ~ ~ ~ still is a postnasal sound. You played a nasal sound, but you couldn't type it.