The mirror is not a stage,
There's nothing,
So how does it produce dust?
It means: calm as water, calm as a cucumber. Heart-to-heart Buddhism, no distractions, no desires and no demands.
All the complicated things are scattered to drive away the world of mortals.
For a seasoned person, a person who has seen the sea will not think that it is just a river.
Amber's life will never be acacia, but acacia, which hurts acacia. -Xu Zaisi's "Gui Gui Ling"
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental. -Nalanxingde's "Spread the Happy Sand"
Exiled Immortal ―― wayward Genius
Yao Palace is lonely and locked for a long time.
Against the wind for nine days, only shadows swim.
Why not return to the world of mortals with a smile?
* * * I fly with sleeves.
Tianhe Mo Tao
It is difficult to hold the blade in a shallow box.
Jade hides stones, exquisitely carved.
The first attempt to clear the crow and break the sky
Guang Yun Ning Lan Biyuan Ping
Lingsha tablets
Hold hands, listen to songs, and knock on the golden hairpin.
Laughter and pearls and bright eyes.
Suddenly butterflies are full of spring breeze.
How to Teach Cold Mirror Face-lifting
Zi Ying mingguang
Pupil coagulation autumn water sword meteor
Cut poetry into bones and jade into gods.
Pianpian Baiyi Yunduanke
Who is life and death for?
Li Meng Li Ge
Whoever says goodbye has no regrets.
A clear night on a cold moon
Know that as long as the body is still there, love is still there.
Let bygones be bygones Cai
Xiao Xuan Yongjie
The wind and the valley are chasing the sun and the moon.
Whoever gathers dust can't come back.
Longing for a sword to break through the water.
But I turned my youth into ashes.
Ji Qin Shang Qing
Grass is not spring.
Huaying brought down the city.
Love on strings is not extreme.
A sad whisper
Are there any immortals in the world?
Taoshan blocked Qin Huang's boat.
Han Palace holds gold plates all night.
Jade muscles make bones white.
It's not easy to be as cold as a sword
A pleasant hike
I don't know how to worry.
Willing to go to Yujing 12 floor.
Swing a sword through the clouds to meet the stars.
Raise your wine and sing a song to attract the phoenix.
A thousand years is too empty, not a dream.
Love that refuses to rest.
Wake up and watch the light rain.
Jiangshan is still as gentle as ever.
If I had known this, I would have missed it.
Autumn wind ci
Down and out people can't see it for a while, just because of the silence of the world of mortals.
Peach blossom temple song
Yin Mingtang
Taohuawu Taohua Temple, Taohuaguan Taohuaxian;
Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees and picks them to sell wine.
When you wake up, you just sit in front of the flower and get drunk. You have to sleep in the flower.
Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots;
Cars and horses are rich and interesting, and hops are poor.
If wealth is better than poverty, one is in the ground and the other is in the sky;
If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through;
Look at the tomb of Wuling heroes. There are no flowers, no wine, no hoes and no fields.
Back to pearl, tears fell, and I hated not meeting before I got married.
If you don't miss your life, you will miss it and it will hurt you.
One is Xianpa in Yuen Long, and the other is flawless jade. If there is no strange fate, I will meet him again in this life; If you say there is a strange fate, how can you be worried?
Who can complain about loneliness? Foreword, always lightly negative.
Ah, there is love in life, and love is in the depths of madness. This is not irrelevant to hate-the wind overhead, the moon in the sky. -Ouyang Xiu's Lou Yuchun
Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? . -Li Shangyin's Six Untitled Poems (No.6)
Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing. -Ouyang Xiu's Two Liang Zhu Poems
No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky"
Ruthless people understand the sufferings of affectionate people, and the melancholy of one inch of acacia has become thousands of strands.