You haven't extracted the essence yet, don't let it.
In your summer, before you were distilled.
Rough hands in winter erase your face. Summer:
Make some sweet vials; Cherish some of your places.
You teach the jade bottle to make incense; Use beautiful treasures
Before it destroys itself, use beautiful treasures.
Let this blessed land shine before it destroys itself.
That is, using usury that is not prohibited.
This usury does not violate the prohibition of usury.
Those who are willing to pay the loan are happy;
It can teach people who are willing to pay their debts to be happy;
That's for you to breed another you,
This is exactly the other you want to have,
Or ten times as happy.
Or ten times happier, if you have ten people in your life;
You are ten times happier than you are now,
Your ten daughters painted ten portraits of you,
If your ten times reshapes your image:
You will be ten times happier than you alone:
What will death do if you leave,
What can death do to you when you die in the future?
Let you stay in the future?
Since you will live forever?
Don't be willful, because you are too beautiful.
Don't be willful. You are so beautiful.
Be a prisoner of death, and let the worm be your heir.
Let death capture you and let maggots become your descendants.
How do I love you? How do I love you? Let me count it carefully.
I love you to the deepest, widest and highest.
My soul can touch it, when I feel invisible.
For the elegance of existence and ideals.
I love you until every day.
The quietest demand, under the sunshine and candlelight.
I love freedom as people struggle for justice.
I love them purely when they are away from praise.
I love you with my passion.
In my past grief, with my childhood beliefs.
I love you with a love that seems to have been lost.
With my loss. I love you with my breath,
Smile, tears, all my life; If God wills,
I will only love you more after I die.
Love you, count your ways.
The eyes are close at hand, and the soul is eager.
He Guang Xiao Shenyang? Not alone with heaven.
What is the ending? A huge cloud market.
Acacia to forget? Liao followed Sun.
I love you without scruple.
As a scholar, defend the right to surrender.
Love your innocence, Wang Yang wantonly.
Success is not alive, and glory is abandoned.
You love Yang Yang, release my sadness.
Pretend my enthusiasm, but I believe it.
I lost my love for you, but I forgot my god and blood.
Leave me to rest and donate to me.
Qing Xin Spring, an English classical love poem, is the pioneer of the king of love.
Spring Festival is the drinker of the king of love,
Whose armor is so gorgeous?
His coat of arms is embroidered with flowers,
All kinds of flowers, spring is on the earth,
At this time, the earth is only Su Sheng,
Dressed in gorgeous clothes-
Let a hundred flowers blossom and compete for beauty.
Go find my love, she lies there carefree,
Go, go, I love my family,
However, her bow is not awake in winter;
She is still lounging in bed,
Tell her that the happy time will not stop,
Tell her that happy hours will never stop,
Unless she grabs his forehead;
Grab Guang Chen, move fast,
Therefore, please ask her to get ready as soon as possible.
Tell her to comb her hair and wash her face at once,
Looking for love among his lovely crew;
Standing in the girls' team to welcome love,
Everyone, who missed her,
Whoever misses what she loves,
Will be tortured by his confession.
We must bear the punishment we deserve.
So, sweet love, act quickly while it is still young;
So hurry up, honey, spring is just right,
Because no one can call back the past time.
Disappear and you'll never find it again.