Do you miss the poems of your deceased relatives?

1. Ten years of life and death, forget without thinking. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

2. Even if you don't know each other, your face is dusty and your temples are frosty. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

3. No words care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

A long time ago, we joked that one of us would die, but suddenly, before my eyes, you left. The clothes you have worn have been given away, and I can't bear to open your sewing box.

I continue your generosity to us men and women. Sometimes, in my dreams, I bring you gifts. No one knows that the husband and wife will be sad, and many past memories are extremely sad.

6. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.

7. What hope do I have in the darkness of our grave? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.

8. Ah, Xie's youngest daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.

9. At dinner, we must pick wild herbs and use dried Sophora leaves as kindling. Now that I am a high official, you are far away from the world and sent some monks and priests to be at the mercy of monks.

10. I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will receive them at dawn. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow.

1 1. jade bone's sad fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.

12. Plain face is often pink, and red lips do not fade when washing makeup. Remember Xiao Yunkong, don't dream of pear blossoms.

13. Go through the gate. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

14. the original grass, the first dawn. Old habitat and new growth. Lying in an empty bed listening to the rain from the south window, who will mend the clothes at night?

15. The dust is full and the curtains are floating, which really makes the darkness miserable. A few times, I secretly wiped my shirt tears and suddenly saw Cui Qiao next to the rhinoceros.

16. Only hate becomes boring. Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.

17. When did this hatred end? Lost step, cold rain rest, buried flowers. I had a long dream for three years. I think I woke up.

18. Tears are silent, only regret the past, and rely on painters to keep their knowledge. Yingying. You can't draw it if you are sad.

19. Don't be too clear. Wake up early in the middle of the night. Qing wakes up early and dreams more. Call the rain bell at night.

20. It is also expected that the world will be cold. Not as cold and lonely as the dust on the night platform. The card issuer made a promise, but then abandoned it. If there are Pisces in Chongquan. It is good to know him, who he has been suffering from, and who he is relying on.

2 1. I turned around from midnight, and I endured listening to Xiangxian. When it's over, he'll know himself. I'm afraid it's unlucky for both of them, and they're going to live in the wind and sleep outdoors again. Clear tears, confetti.

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