Returning the king's pearls shed tears and regretted not meeting each other when they were still unmarried
As soon as Hou Men fell into the depth of the sea, Xiao Lang was a passerby from then on
Poor and humble couples are sad for everything< /p>
This love can be remembered in time, but it was already lost at that time
I miss each other knowing that day, now and this night, it is embarrassing to be in love
Sentimental but always seem to be ruthless, I can only laugh in front of the bottle. It doesn’t work
The candle has the heart to say goodbye and weeps for the person until dawn
All the sails are not the same
The slanting light pulses and the water is long
Heartbroken Bai Pingzhou
I would like to be a winged bird in the sky, and I would like to be a branch on the ground
As time goes by, sometimes this hatred will last forever
Since ancient times, beauties have had many short lives. The spring at the door is over and the poplars are falling
Ten years of life and death are boundless without thinking and unforgettable
Thousands of miles of solitary graves and no place to talk about desolation
Even if we meet, we should not know the dust. The temples are like frost
At night, I have a deep dream and suddenly I return to my hometown and I am dressing up by the small window
Looking at each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is expected that the moon will shine every year on the broken heart. The night is short in Matsuoka
The water flows freely, a kind of lovesickness and sorrow in two places
There is no way to eliminate this feeling, so I lower my brows but it is in my heart
Looking for it Looking for desolation, desolation and misery
Looking for him thousands of times in the crowd
Suddenly looking back, that person is in a dimly lit place
Life is full of love, obsession and hatred. It’s not about the wind and the moon