Through modern poetry

Yidu

Hanshan ferry is full of Sanskrit sounds.

A ship is waiting to set sail.

Stand at the bow

I am eagerly awaiting your news.

A fallen flower drifted gently from ancient times.

I

Reach out and catch soft tears.

Feel the residual temperature of the previous life

Past lives have been repeatedly described as

The coolness of autumn

The Beauty of Poetry and Calligraphy

And the regret of loss

Singing in running water all the time.

When the bell of Hanshan rings

And knocked out your affectionate eyes.

I

Just woke up from a dream.

Staring silently at the window of the broken moon ship

I

The desire to gradually lose temperature.

this time

I

All the years in this life are desolate.

Waiting for you to look back at the countryside.

To describe my inscription.

Standing in the depths of smoke and water, you

White is better than snow.

As clean as hibiscus.

Let me swim in the mud and dust.

Unwilling to put out the hearts of mortals

It's time. I must set sail.

Meet the flower burial

but

this time

I'm sure I can hold the flower sac in my hand.

Read a flower wound for you

Collect your tears

My warm chest

Waiting for a person with two temperatures and a pot of wine.

Time is a pot of pale white.

The night wind exudes the fragrance of Tang poetry.

A little intoxicating, a little sentimental.

Cups and cups can't stand the fleeting time.

Inadvertently, the moonlight spilled all over the floor.

Midsummer night suddenly became desolate.

Those poems about you are already very tired.

Perched in the lotus pond in August

Occasionally make a thin frog cry.

Jingyuan Qingfeng

Distant time flows in your eyes.

I sit in the depths of your eyes.

Wen Hao Hu Yi Suiyue

Waiting for a romantic encounter

worry

Your little smile is no match for the late frost.

I will gradually forget the original beauty.

therefore

I raise my glass to the years.

Drunk for three minutes

So that we have enough time.

To comfort this crazy person all his life.

I will always wait for you where I can see you.

Three afternoons like this

Such an afternoon

Autumn has begun to live among wild roses.

A reverie about love

Patches of mottled sunshine filled the afternoon.

famous

Thought and reason suddenly stopped fighting.

Sit still and taste the faint scent of dust.

Such an afternoon

A drink filled with blue and white porcelain

Have unique hope

The attachment between lips and teeth suddenly stopped stirring.

Poetry in Tang and Song Dynasties suddenly lost some sadness.

On such an afternoon

As long as you look back, you can get a grassland.

Beat a horse

Chasing a piece of water grass

Seek peace

My beloved shepherdess is at the top of the snowy mountain.

Moved by the song of missing.

forever and always

Beyond this life

Through reincarnation

Please allow me to make a permanent visit.

My beloved shepherd girl

You must have frozen my face in a previous life.

In your heart

Your heart

Enron, broad, with warm sunshine.

Xuwo

Touch your silent red lips with your fingertips

Xuwo

Melt the sadness in your song with your lips.

Xuwo

Accompanied by the afternoon sunshine

Wrap your fragrant language

Treasure it in my heart forever.

Xuwo

Find a place to live in your heart

Sit quietly

Savor such an afternoon

Forever

Sizhi embroidered shoes

If we meet, we can be buried.

I want to make a grave with flowers.

Carve a warm fragrance on the tombstone.

To prove

This is related to mountains and rivers.

In Tao Di's solo.

Still in the air

You planted the peach blossom by accident.

There is no sign of fading yet.

A stitch and a thread without a trace of sadness.

at present

I dare not look closely.

Afraid of the gentle touch of eyes.

Will fall into the windy city.

Half life vicissitudes

Wuduo fireworks

Your call comes with the wind and falls on the other side of the fog.

Try your best to open a manzhusha flower.

At this time, if romantic people are willing to open their eyes a little.

I will surely see your incomparable elegance and eternal melancholy.

but

How can you read those romantic stories?

Poetry in your eyes

Even without any background music.

You are still my most affectionate scene.

When all the days are condensed into a glass of wine

I'll drink for you.

without doubt

You are always drunk before I wake up.

if

None of this is love.

therefore

Let all about your color.

Performing fireworks on the other side.

Let me sit quietly on the misty and rainy buildings.

look at you

flourish

Six-ice cracked porcelain

Fingertips penetrate this crack.

I touched it.

The sadness of your past life.

The fire has been seen

An oath not to look back, an earnest wish

finally

So heartbroken

Slim and thin

The ice cracked a picture.

Fireworks to witness the Millennium.

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