Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka. (the first sentence)
The Book of Songs drummed in the gale.
Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.
From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried.
Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest.
Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.
I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it. (The fourth sentence, I am familiar with it)
Is it upstream of the phoenix land?
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine.
Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city.
The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.
When I'm sad,
Stay away from cable TV for a few years.
No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin.
Tears flooded her face.
Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.
Although Meng Shan is here,
Brocade is hard to trust.
Mo, Mo, Mo!
Tang Wan, Chai Feng
The world is cold and human feelings are evil,
Rain makes flowers fall easily at dusk.
The breeze is dry and the tears are residual.
If you have to worry, just say it alone.
Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday,
A sick soul is often like a thousand ropes.
The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy.
Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy.
Hide. Hide. Hide. (My favorite,, don't explain,,,)
Well, that's all,