Teenagers seek mountains and water, study hard and play;
There is no turning back in the Yangtze River, and people will never get back to youth when they are old.
I still remember the first time I met outside the city, and the green skirt danced with the wind;
Smile and sing like jade, a little intoxicating charm. Under the lamp, the light is beautiful, half shy and half fatalistic; The faint fragrance is overflowing, and you can't help feeling pity in the arms of jade people.
It is difficult to meet each other, but it is easy to say goodbye, and it is as beautiful as snow! Looking at the door, sighing pink and green, it is difficult to send books.
Hate the spring breeze is weak, don't send sweet souls, and fall in the spring rain!
The night is picturesque, watching thousands of lights flashing. The night wind, like a harp, covers everything in the world and is light and elegant.
Love becomes weak when it is strong, and bitter when it is deep.
If there is no trace in your heart, there will be no sigh!
A good dream is the easiest to wake up, and every drop is a tear.
Every word is blood, and the listener is heartbroken.
No separation, no reunion,
How can you be happy without lovesickness?
Life is like a dream, gathering and parting, and dying like a spring curtain. How many times meet, how many times leave, how many times come and go? In a blink of an eye, looking back indifferently, how many vicissitudes are in my heart. Tears flow alone.
Who sings acropolis poems and drinks two cups of acacia in the pavilion?
Forever weeping willows are broken branches.
Seeing the old green hills like dyed edges, things are different.
Love is less than a wooden bowel, but it is more necessary to resign.
I only hate hibiscus autumn dew to wash and coagulate fat.
In order to ask when the tears of parting in the world will drop.
Looking back indifferently, how prosperous, how sad, how empty and romantic.
Heartbroken and silent, the sky is silent, only tears ripple.
How much infatuation and tenderness in the world is heartbreaking.
When the river of no return returns, the tears of beads are wet again and again; The moonlight fades hopelessly, and infatuation leaves Chung Shan Man!
Since we have no intention of meeting, why ask each other?
Fates come and go, people come and go,
Things change, so why care too much.
Eyebrows * * * spring mountains strive for beauty, poor and long wrinkles;
Don't wet the flowers with tears, lest they be as thin as people.
Since you are here to play, follow your heart, so you don't have to find a reason.
If the heart dies, there are only old dreams.
If there is no trace in your heart, why sigh?
Life is like a ghost, and Yuanyang wants to turn to dust.
Fate acquaintance, no chance to get together;
The ends of the earth, I hope to remember each other;
Lucky to know each other, but unlucky to be together,
Things change, the bright moon is in the sky, and it will last forever.
The past is gone, leaving me sad,
Looking back indifferently, there is only heartbreak.
Last night, the empty corridor stood, and the frost flowed on the moon.
Half of the shadow is clothes; It's so cold and thin, how can it not be bleak?
Last night, the pillow was empty and the fog pavilion blew incense.
Half the dreams are bright; Then meet so don't, why not think about it?
Until the day of reunion, a glass of wine will release hatred.
Love is in my heart, lingering!
Look at the sky, clouds are surging, Yuanyang is smiling,
Children in the water (laugh at the world, how many children; ); Who, blowing in the wind?
Stay in the air for a long time!
I can't bear to look back, but I shed tears when I look back!
Charming water, smiling, shows infinite charm. Such a beautiful woman meets me like this, doesn't it make my heart dream!
Meet under the hazy moon, and a thread of love dances with the wind; I asked why the stars and the moon met, perhaps in the past life when I joined the league.
The flowers in the forest are dying, and the fragrant soul is far away. A little smile can't hide all kinds of sadness. I can't control myself, I can't control myself, I'm a little sad, and I have to pay for it. Love is hard to get together, hate for a long time, three years of memories, and the smile of heaven is gone. Don't look back. You have enough hate in your eyes. Where is the lovesickness? Looking up to the sky, a wisp of fragrant soul looks back frequently, so where does the old friend go?
Life is senseless, tears flow first.
Eyebrows * * * spring mountains compete for beauty, poor and long wrinkles.
Don't wet the flowers with tears, lest they be as thin as people!
Everything is fate, and nothing is involuntary.
Heaven and earth, my heart is with me!
Causes meet, causes separate,
Everything is fate, and heaven and earth are self-centered.
The moon shadows walk in pairs and laugh at the Wulin together.
Looking back, my heart reflects my heart.
A road, a love, a lifetime, together. Two hearts, two feelings, walking slowly hand in hand under the moon. Don't look back, and remember that the moon whispered. Treasure it!
Yu Yingying Xia Hongyun Exhibition, why not teach people to miss it; Three points cold and three points smile, a little temptation is very charming.
The heart goes with people and the body is sent with duckweed; The letter is still in my ears, but I can't give up easily. Negative pro-kindness in the class, inch paper words; Go to the end of the world and never leave!
Heartbroken, speechless, crying, screaming at the sky,
Dreams are empty. When does Dongfeng leave?
Don't forget to send a message in the old dream.
The moon shadows walk in pairs, and the breeze smiles;
Don't forget that tonight, the moon is the matchmaker.
The road to the world of mortals is full of difficulties and vicissitudes. Looking back, I was crying.
How many young people are happy, don't be idle, go to the end, sad things, endless complaints. Unfortunately, the world is empty, tears are broken, and heartbreaking dreams are far away!
I remember when I was a child, I was running since I was a child, and I fell in love at the age of fifteen or sixteen. The butterfly shadow was charming and pretty. Today, Zhu Yan is not old, but he hates bridges, and he cries for nothing. If there is love in the sky, he will be old.
One life, one love, two hearts, together!
Don't wait until your hair is found,
Hate that year, the idle month is empty!
Especially when we first met, we played a humorous joke.
Poor moon, speechless and lingering!
I remember that month, the sea of clouds disappeared,
It's a pity to meet each other late, only remembering dusk.
Shiliting, farewell,
The afterglow of the evening breeze, how obsessed!
Things in the world, the most unpredictable, how much love and hate,
Who knows? Recalling the past and sparing tears,
A few strands of white hair, a teenager's head, are all enmities.
Don't be full of white hair and spots, and hate that year.
Free month is in the sky! At this time, sigh beauty,
Miss a teenager, times have changed.
The sad river flows eastward,
Think in vain, remember in vain
Vertical and horizontal heaven and earth, my heart is as I wish.
Qiu Yingying water means charm,
Soft ruby, charming and obsessed.
Life is impermanent, gathering and parting.
The heart goes with people and the body is sent with duckweed;
The letter is still in my ears, but I can't give up easily.
Negative pro-kindness in the class, inch paper words;
Go to the end of the world and never leave!
When peony flowers first meet, only beauty laughs; I express my feelings in my heart and join hands with Tianya.
Look at the mountains and the moon, and the four seas are one family.
Laughing at heroes in the world, I am arrogant,
Sighing that the sky is infinite and the mountains are old,
Ask who has laughed for ages!
It is as fragrant as blue and as fragrant as tea.
In Yan Ruyu, red clouds are like clouds.
At sunset and dusk, lie down beautifully,
Little red lips reflect the sunset.
Half shy, half miserable,
Yu Yankong stared at himself sadly,
I only hate Lang Jun. I don't know what I mean. I'm alone!
Moonlight, like silver, falls on Kyushu,
How many old dreams are there?
Childhood friends, today's friends,
Boundless heaven and earth, how much sorrow,
Just for a dream, I refuse to stay, and the mirror shines red.
Twenty years have passed, there is no sound, and my face is getting old.
Who remembers China's New Year? Old-fashioned, shy face,
In my dream, I looked at myself in the mirror. Who asked me,
7,000 days and nights, who has compassion?
The sunset glow is all over the sky, and the residual red is like a lone swallow.
The purple shirt stands on Yaoshan in the wind, the jade is like a mirror and the moon is like a ring, and the west wind dances in the clear moon. Who asked Ziying for a yuhua year?
Clouds are like fire, and beauty is like jade powder. Excuse me, how many flowers are there in the Western Wall? A hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty.
Ask heaven and earth, who is ups and downs between masters, and see the mountains and rivers, I monopolize the beauty. The legendary swordsman, countless swords and shadows, lamenting the world and clinging to life! Sky-blue clothes, like Yulang, are busy all the way, entering Chang 'an, Luoyang and Jinan, and I enjoy them alone! Waiting for another day, looking back, where is the hometown in Tianya, but seeing it, all kinds of flowers are competing to fly, what a match, a hundred flowers fairy with a flower lang!
The sky is blue, and the beautiful girl laughs heartily step by step. The moon is proud, singing autumn frost, and petitioning the barren hills and temples in the month. It can be said that there are one or two lovers occasionally, and there are also abnormal pheasants.
As light as running water, as fragrant as lotus, as white as snow and as proud as the sky. Flowers like a dream, a little youth, is fate, condensation fog, how much care. ...