Su Shi
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.
Mulan Poem
Nalanrongruo
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 language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night.
More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Spread happy sand.
Nalanrongruo
The wind has gone with the wind,
Mud lotus is just a thousand lotus roots.
Be careful not to burn a piece of incense,
Remember the old life.
People become sentimental and emaciated,
I really regret it now.
Back to the heartbreak,
Tears steal zero.
Huanxisha
Nalanxingde
Who reads the west wind alone? The rustling yellow leaves closed the window,
Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.
Drunk
Mo Jingchun slept like a log,
Gambling books were so fragrant that it was just unusual at that time.
You have my life.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early.
You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born.
Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
I am far away from you, and you are far away from me.
I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old.
Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
Yu Linling is cold and sad.
Liu Yong
The cicadas in autumn are so sad and urgent, facing the pavilion, it is in the evening and a sudden rain has just stopped. Everyone drinks without emotion or nostalgia.
Lanzhou urges hair. Holding hands and looking at each other, tears swirled in my eyes until there were no words at last, and a thousand words stuck in my throat and I couldn't say it. Think about it, thousands of miles away, at dusk.
The fog is heavy and the sky is high and the clouds are light.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times,
What's more, it is as cold as Tomb-Sweeping Day!
Who knows where I am when I am awake tonight? Poplar and willow
Coast,
The morning breeze and the dying moon.
Over the years,
It should be a good time and a good scene.
There are thousands of customs,
Who are you talking to?
evil
Evil, I want to know you, and I want to live a long life. I long to know you, long live, this heart will never fade. Dong
Earthquake, rain and snow in summer.
Unless thunder rolls in the cold winter, unless it snows heavily in the hot summer, unless heaven and earth meet and connect, I dare to abandon my feelings for you until such a thing happens!
Chai tou hong feng is thin
Lu you
Red crisp hands. Huangteng wine willow on the palace wall of Spring City. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. Huaiyi
Sorrow, a few years away from the cable. No, no, no.
Spring is as old as ever. People are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossoms fall. Leisure swimming pool hall. Mengshan
Although there, it's hard to believe the brocade book. Momomo.
Chaitou, Bao Qing City, Shi Feng
Tangwan
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. Want to write?
Trouble, monologue oblique aperture. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy. be shy
Ask questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
A cluster of plum blossoms
Li Qingzhao
Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book,
The word goose returns, and the moon is full of the west building.
Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.
I can't eliminate this situation,
Only under the eyebrows, but in my heart.
The Book of Songs, Tai Feng and Drum Music
Drums are dull and soldiers actively use them. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone.