1, there is a little Mao Mao rain on the roof, and there is a heavy lake outside the river. At that time, the circus was in the East, but today it is bleak in Nanpu. Don't hate yellow flowers, don't spit, and teach red powder to help each other. You don't have to look at dogwood at the wine station. It's all over the world.
If the flowers bloom infinitely, there will be no time to miss you. The leaves are dark and desolate, and the other shore is empty.
3, the ancient road west wind thin horse, the sun sets, heartbroken people are waiting for your call.
4, a leaf falls, beads set off, at this time the scenery is bleak. The moon is cold, the west wind blows the curtain, thinking about the past.
5, the red chamber can't be sad at night, and the incense lamp is half tassel. When the moon goes out, beauty says goodbye to tears. Parkin Cui Yu, the string of the oriole. I went home early, and the green window was like a flower. Shaman, stay away from the Red Chamber overnight | Wei Zhuang
6, three years without dreaming, change a few spring and autumn. It's a long way to go, Xiu Yuan Xi, where to find a good solution. It's the end of the year, it seems to be very idle, in my heart. You should ask yourself, what else can you ask for in this life?
7. Who lingers by the building and who waits by the ancient road? Looking back on the years, a hundred years of loneliness. Who is lonely, who is lonely. The brush of the world, the meeting of this life. Fly in the wind and love to play in the rain. After wishful thinking, infatuation once woke up with the wind. Engraved: Love is silent, love is silent. But my eyes are wet and my heart is full.
8. Last night, the flowers fell and fell. Where are all the people now? I don't know where the flowers have gone. Where they have gone belongs to everyone. I think the flowers are swaying and charming, and I don't know when the tears will fall. Sigh: Life Geometry? Again, where did love go?
9. Mei Xiang Yu Xiang is still there, but the golden broken eyes are not open. The wind and air filled the balcony. Apricots are falling apart, so it's appropriate to sing "Spring is bursting".
10, drunk Zen tea, not to mention autumn heart, faint moon, secluded window, overflowing; Plain face, clear shadow and loneliness. The color is hazy, the prosperity is exhausted, and the songs are wrapped around the blue dome, breaking the ancient world into nothingness. Shore, whose flute rhyme is the eternal swan song? A little sparse, a little sad, mottled into the deepest heart marks of memory. It's misty, the past is like the wind, Lantian is warm, and the sea is full of moons. The fog locks the sorrow, and the floating light reflects the thin shadow.
1 1. Silhouettes are messed up, silhouettes are messed up, and people who cut images dance like people who used to. Thinking about resentment, lovesickness resentment, lovesickness is hard to linger.
12, walking in the familiar street, tears wet the courtier's skirt, remembering the picture of your courtier meeting for the first time.
13. If cutting off the hair means cutting off the memory, will the male and female servants lose their memory when they cut their heads?
14. If you don't love your male and female servants, you can wait until you love your male and female servants.
15. In fact, male and female servants have been waiting for someone to see them.
16, male and female servants can meet the whole world, but they will never see you again.
17, male and female servants are afraid that time is too fast, but they still can't catch up with the end of time.
18, Jun gently wrote down the dependence in the hands of male and female servants with cold fingertips.
19, male and female servants want to stay and live with you, share some hardships and enjoy happiness together.
20, courtiers alone, a siege, a person's freedom.
2 1, the courtier was lucky, but he lost his life. That's all.
22. It's nice for a male and female servant to be alone. It would be better if you were there.
23. The hearts of male and female servants are very small, but they are all given to you.
If you know your former courtiers, you will forgive your present courtiers.
25. Everyone is selfish. If there is betrayal between two people. Men and women should not think that nothing has happened and they can become good friends.
26. Suppose that the dense dark clouds disappear and the moonlight first shines, just to make your courtiers' thoughts immortal.
27, worry-free season does not move forward, ten years later called music.
28. How can you write poetry when the roots are gone? Poetry is for loneliness. Who has used a thousand sticks of incense? When the ink is spilled in the pool, it will be relieved.
29. In the sunset, no one is gone, and the jack-o'-lantern is high and low.
30. Whose past is as beautiful as flowers and jade, full of prosperity and fragrance for a while, just for your attention. It's just that your departure makes the ending sad, flowers bloom and fall, and a season becomes a wound.
3 1, since it is injured, why is it empty?
32. If you write a poem, don't forget to rhyme. If you remember the beginning, don't forget the bumpy road of love.
33. The world is full of dust, the noise is a few degrees, the misty rain has stopped, but it is too late to forget the old things and be alone. Only in your spare time can you play the piano, sing softly and pay for a thriving tree.
When I woke up from my dream, my eyebrows were full of acacia.
35, flowers fall on the moon, don't stay.
36. Those who accompany us through the rainy season and life years will inevitably come to an end. Those who agree not to be separated for life often have their own purposes.
37. Because of good memories, there will be unforgettable memories. If you have it all the time, memories are just embellishments of life.
38, Chang 'an Xu Fei, graceful ring, passers-by drunk. In the upper reaches of Fanghua Lake, have a drink and a drink. Water embroidered Qi Zhen beauty, Ping Jin method, painting landscapes. The poet's pen is flying, and the rouge sweeps the eyebrows.
39. How far is forever? Abandoned the promise, aged the beauty, mottled the years, and dulled the love. Can't wait forever, can't leave time.
40. If you knew the autumn wind was heartless, why do you play the song now?
4 1, the moon sets on the stream and the shadows are clear, and the curtain hangs in Changchun.
42. The wind is light and the moon is light, and the running water is nowhere.
43, flowers bloom on both sides, and life is in the Buddha's illusion.
44. The solemnity of moonlight, the soul of music, everything is just an illusion and fleeting.
45, the red dawn, breaking through the eyes, timid explanation, faded back, irreparable friendship, transparent storm, sweeping all the cold tears, quietly without interest, hugging the arms, but unable to draw warmth, cruel words, still in the ear, strong lava, will eventually cool down, red enthusiasm, dyed pale and snowy, falling from the sky, silent wilderness, full of lies. The previous agreement has turned into a futile, dumb voice, regretful mood, destroying everything, beads flowing on the moon, a cruel smile full of holes, a black soul whispering softly, and a rotting body singing slowly.
46. There are exceptions to fate. Contrary to me, there is no vitality.
47. Hating you is not like the moon, north and south, east and west, north and south, as long as it is the same.
48. I don't want the prosperity of the years, I don't want Iraq to give me peace, I just want to be my neighbor and know each other and cherish each other. Over time, you are always tired of the dust in the long dream, right? Or does Rui turn into a faint fragrance and engrave the past years into eternal persistence?
He thought many times about how they would meet. At the foot of Changbai Mountain, or in front of a bronze door. It never occurred to him that there would be such a distant sight. Familiar figure, unclear face, just quiet, surprisingly quiet in the still slightly noisy crowd, sitting on a distant stone bench with a backpack, leaning back slightly, and finally falling into the still pale sky. Turn a few times, slowly, transferred to Wu Xie, and then a long stare.
50, wandering alone, not sitting, not standing, thinking, licking dust, also.
5 1. You shouldn't believe what you want to say, which ruined half your life. At this point, should I believe in Buddhism or fate?
52. Like the sea, like the wind, like running water, I will accompany you with me in this life, face to face on the desert road, thinking about belonging.
53. In the rain, read a splendid story and listen to the teachings of the ancients. In the article, I appreciate the vast scenery in the north and the graceful gentleness in the south. In the text, feel the leisure elegance of The Book of Songs and the joys and sorrows of love. In the text, look for the elegant feelings such as blue heart and wisdom and tea fragrance. The article sighs that the world is stable and the years are quiet.
54. The sound of rain gradually died down until there was nothing ... only the breeze continued a dream. I opened the window, a breeze blew in, and messy papers rustled.
55. The stream leaves go with the wind, the paper umbrella goes to love, the LinYu is blurred, and the sunset touches the heart.
56. If the dream is glazed, the years are not over and the flowers are overflowing. The moon is on the window, reflecting the beautiful scenery, and suddenly the Millennium dream comes back.
57. Time only makes people old, but they don't understand amorous feelings. They hate leaving the pavilion for a long time and are easily awakened by tears and wine. Indus last night, the west wind was sharp, the moonlight was hazy, and I was frequently surprised in my dream. Where are the tall buildings screaming?
58. I have been shallow, but I feel deep. Leave me alone to wait.
59, short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
60. All my enthusiasm is exhausted on you. I'm sorry, I'm tired, and I want to give you up.
6 1, the wind blows into the curtains just to make the clothes taste.
62. Snow is far away from the mountain, and yellow fans are fascinated.
63. Who hummed in the night fog? You still love me, even if you are still alive, dreaming like yesterday. Another leaf is falling, branches are broken and mottled, and people are walking in the desert.
64. When is the return date of Junnian? Bayu rain, tears all over the city, beauty lives in the city. For a long time, I have been looking for no voice, condemning the sky as blind and never treating me with real feelings. what can I say? Love is sincere and can touch the sky? Why do red candles have double shadows? However, I broke off my love and thought silently. Ba and Yu ran away, leaving only footprints without accompanying me. Why does heaven see me infatuated? Resign from Bayuyu, but when will it stop? The world is endless, but it won't last for an autumn. There are cliffs at the ends of the earth, and I miss you silently, looking for a harbor without shore.
65. Miscellaneous words want to become a poem, headless and disorderly, only acacia wears the heart, and the heart is closed to the world. Who knows who this is for? This feeling can go from heaven to earth, in whose heart it falls, complaining that heaven does not send a beautiful heart, and the world of mortals still walks alone. I want to know that a beautiful woman lives at the ends of the earth. Who's with you? Provoked the peach blossom to be frustrated, self-pitying, dry and gorgeous, falling with the wind.