1, I miss my parents' tears all night, and I will receive them again at dawn. Afraid of hurting my mother's feelings, I secretly flowed to the pillow.

2. Ji Zuo's yellow spring should also brew old springs. Who will the wine be sold to on a night without Li Bai?

3, ten years of life and death, do not think, unforgettable. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

4, care for each other beyond words, only a thousand tears. It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.

5, jade bone is worried about fog, ice muscle has its own fairy wind. In the sea, I sent the probe into the fragrant bush and hung the green hair upside down.

6, rattan bed paper account sleep, endless, no thoughts. The agarwood is intermittent and the jade furnace is cold, and my feelings are like water.

7. The tiller loves the boat, and the spring grass is green and boundless. Try going to Wumen to see the county outline. There are some new cigarettes in Qingming.

8, the spring city is full of flowers, cold food Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

9. I'm sitting here alone, mourning for both of us. How many years do I still need from my seventy years old? . There is a better person than me, and God rejected a son. Pan Yue's mourning is still a waste of language.

10, everything is wrong. Like what? What is the difference? Wutong was half dead. After first frost, Bai Yuanyang lost her partner.

1 1, even if you meet, you should not know, your face is dusty and your temples are like frost. At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.

12, only hate to be boring. Fifth, it is still in the morning. The withered poplar leaves are difficult to finish, and the cold rain and wind hit the bridge.

13, Xie Min's favorite daughter, unfortunately married this penniless scholar. You saw me naked in the box. You take off the gold brooch and buy me wine.

14, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.

What hope do I have in the darkness of our graves? You and I have little confidence in meeting after death. However, when I open my eyes, I can see the whole night, the lifelong troubles in your brow.