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 dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Huanxisha
Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves and closing the window, reminiscing about the past and setting the sun.
It was unusual at that time to get drunk in spring and gamble on books and pour tea.
Nanxiangzi-Forgetting Female Inscription
Tears are more silent, and I no longer regret the fickle feelings of the past. I can't draw with the help of Dan Qing's emphasis on knowledge, Ying Ying, and sadness.
I can't speak clearly. I woke up early in the middle of the night. I woke up early. MUBI cried all night before the wind.
Golden Melody Award-Dedicated to Fen Liang
Germany is also crazy. Occasionally in the dust of Beijing, Wuyi family, there is wine but Zhao Zhou soil, who would have this idea,
If you don't believe in the truth, you become bosom friends. Young eyes sing before they grow old. They respect the front and wipe away the tears of heroes. If you don't see it, the moon is like water.
* * * You must be drunk this night. And by him, Emei rumors, ancient and modern taboos. Why do you ask about your long life experience? Just scoff. Think about it and repent from the beginning. One day, my heart was robbed, and I was afraid that I would marry him in my life. But, it's not heavy, you must remember.
Jiangchengzi-an ode to history
The total pressure of wet clouds is low, and the shadows are vague and suspicious. It's not fog or smoke. The goddess can come whenever she wants. If life is a dream, no one knows it except in the dream.
Pick mulberry seeds
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Recently, I dare not say what happened in those days. They are all blue-collar. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams?
Huanxisha
Wandering is not pitiful, but it is a good time to spend the old season. Heartbroken people have been dead for years.
It rained only a faint red, and a few wisps of soft green were mixed with smoke. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
Qinyuanchun
Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream wore light makeup and plain clothes, holding hands and sobbing. Many words have been forgotten. However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
How can you forget when it is fleeting and unlucky? Remember to blow red rain when the embroidered couch is idle; Carve curved places, with the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears. The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore.
Find the blue sky again. Short hair is expected to have frost in the morning. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt. If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Iris-get out of the plug
There is no exact basis for ancient mountains and rivers today. With the sound of drawing horns, horses come and go. Everywhere is desolate. Who can talk? The west wind blows the old Danfeng.
There have been countless grievances. Ma Tiejin Pavilion, Qingcheng Evening Road. I am deeply in love. The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains.
Qinyuanchun
Try to look at Yinshan, dumbfounded and speechless. Look at a few clusters of Qingfeng, and go to the genius ruler; Yellow sand is everywhere, and there is no Egypt. Broken leaf city is barren, the clouds are far away, and the cold smoke outside the carving is miserable. After a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to stone and thunder rumbled in the ravine.
The poor are self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I hated it all my life. Only desolation, moths to the fire, very happy; Selling rotten grass, the bones are empty. It turns into a river in the north and passes through the barrel handle in the south, with slight frost and premature aging. If you don't believe me, look back at the west wind and feel sad.
Shuilongyin-Title Moon City Map
It should be noted that celebrities are beautiful and generally easy to be sad. Curtin's swan song broke only four strings, and the evil wind blew away. In a foreign land in Wan Li, it is a good thing to live or die. I have hated yellow sand and white grass and curly leaves all my life.
It should be Yao and Taiwan Province's partner, but more, it's the feeling of the Qiu couple. The cold is heavy, and a few lines of tears in the countryside are raining down. Weighing, jade is beautiful for thousands of years, and there is still no owner. Strange people are blessed, God has paid, and stupid children are stubborn women.
Huanxisha
Can draw emblem cold screen. It was already midnight when Meidi fell. Nowhere is the moon bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. Recalling my life in a heartbreaking voice
Dreamed of the south bank
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.
jujube
Surprised and leaked, keep the spring sleep. Especially charming, careless, only self-pity. The message is that it will be a beautiful day, and the green window will have strings.
Yiwangsun
The west wind blew bananas all night. Tired eyes endure loneliness after autumn? Force the mood to make muddy mash. Read Li Sao. Sorrow is like the tide of Xiangjiang River day and night.
Jade chain shadow
(According to this tuning rule, it is not loaded, or it is also self-tuning.)
Where is it? It rained several times in Mao Mao in Xiao Ye. Wet eaves flowers, people at the bottom of flowers are speechless, Yanping Mountain, jade furnace is cold. Who saw his eyebrows sad and tired.
Complain about one's feelings
Who is the companion of the cold embroidered quilt? Yixiang. Get up in spring and comb your hair in the setting sun. If you want to write two eyebrows, have a rest. Full of green, a distant mountain. Modern building
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It's a golden well of pulleys, full of bricks and stones, red and cold. Suddenly, when we met, it was hard to be sure. Who saved it? Who saved it? Since then, I have been tattooed with light and shadow.
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In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow. Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.
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Konoha has gone home. Where does the waning moon wind go? The news is half gone with the wind, and I feel homesick tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain. The west wind blew away half.
Endless desire
A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.
When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.
Meet Huan
Wei Yun touched a distant mountain, cold and soluble, just like a personal thrush.
Red wax tears, blue silk quilt, heavy water, but listening to the west wind in Huang Mao wild shop.
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Falling flowers are like a dream, sad and confused; The red sun set to the west of the building, and the room was filled with the smell of musk deer.
Infinite sadness makes the face of the boudoir thin, but no one knows her sadness. Play with the parrot at leisure and teach it to recite my lover's poems to me.
Zhao junfen
Who cherishes good spring and deep prohibition? Yao's footsteps stood at dusk. The sound of orchestral strings in other hospitals is unclear.
Another pear flower to thank, embroidering the cold spring tonight. Silence locks the door of Zhu, and dreams are kind.
Jiuquan baby
Thank you, but the moon is as bright as water. The smell of the seal is gone, but I still didn't sleep, and the crow crowed early.
The gentle and cold gangster had a thin coat and had to rest and dry his horns. The most worrying thing is that the lights are almost off and the geese are still flying.
Shengchazi
Dongfeng is puzzled and steals Hunan skirts. I carried the sarong all night, and I drew a slim waist.
Ruo water sinks smoke, dew drops Yuanyang tile. The flower bones are cold and fragrant, and the cherry blossoms stand.
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The short flame picks up the residual flowers, and the night is long and silent. Tired of dancing, I smell the chicken, but I feel wet.
Tianshui encounters ghosts, and the corner is southwest and white. If you want to cross Huanhuaxi, you can't dream far away.
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How much do you know about the blue sky when you are worried about clouds? Flowers are invisible, but they are alone in acacia.
It's different every time, so you have to distinguish words. Willingly go to the night and count the long-lost rain.