Three days before the Double Ninth Festival, the woman who died in the dream wore light makeup and plain clothes, holding hands and sobbing. Many words have been forgotten. However, there is a parting cloud: "I hope to hate the sky and the moon, but I will still pay a New Year call to Yuen Long every year." I don't know why I got this, because I didn't write a poem, but I felt endowed after I felt it.
How can you forget when it is fleeting and unlucky? Remember to blow red rain when the embroidered couch is idle; Carve curved places, with the sunset. Dreams are hard to stay, poems can't be long, and you win deeper tears. The body is still there, but my spirit is soaring. I am not allowed to see it anymore.
Find the blue sky again. Short hair is expected to have frost in the morning. It is heaven and earth, and the dust is unbreakable; Spring flowers and autumn leaves still hurt. If you plan ahead, you will be surprised and lose all the fragrance of Xun Yu yesterday. Really helpless, the sound of money is adjacent to the flute, and the ileum records.
Huanxisha
Can draw emblem cold screen. It was already midnight when Meidi fell. Nowhere is the moon bright.
I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.
Mulan Ci
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. What's more, if you are lucky and handsome, you will do it that day.
Nanxiangzi-Forgetting Female Inscription
Tears are more silent, and I no longer regret the fickle feelings of the past. I can't draw with the help of Dan Qing's emphasis on knowledge, Ying Ying, and sadness.
I can't speak clearly. I woke up early in the middle of the night. I woke up early. MUBI cried all night before the wind.