1. I don’t know what is lingering in my arms. I am bored when I wake up, and I am bored when I am drunk. I have never reached Xieqiao in my dreams.

2. When the heart breaks and the moon shines with red cardamom, does the moon look like that time and the people look like that time?

3. Spring is light, red is resentful. Cover the double rings, and draw pictures among the flowers in the light rain. The silent tears burst into tears. In the dim light, the fragrance is sold and the dream returns. Leaning against the painting screen and thinking about the past are nothing but words for lovesickness. I remember that at that time, there were weeping willow silks, flower branches, and butterflies all over the courtyard.

4. Spring love is only as thin as the pear blossoms, and the pieces fall off. Why is the setting sun so close to dusk? There are still unawakened souls in the world. The silver paper says goodbye to the dream at that time, and the secret ribbon is the same as the heart. I am a dreamer for Yi Fan, and I often draw pictures to call out the truth at night.

5. Now I realize that I was wrong at that time, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.

6. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown is shattered, my dreams are gone, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

7. Who makes the ice wheel full in the sea and the sky, melancholy and alienated. Not to mention separation, but there are always no tears in a good night. We should only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad.

8. The cloister is an inch of lovesickness, and the setting moon becomes a lonely place. The backlight and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart.

9. When the crows are gone, who does Xiaoli hate? The heavy snow suddenly turns over the fragrant pavilion catkins, the gentle breeze blows the plum blossoms in the gall bladder, and the word "heart" has turned to ashes.

10. The tears are even more silent, and I regret my past kindness. Relying on the heavy reflection of the painting, it is full of sadness and cannot be painted. The other words are so clear, I wake up early from a dream at midnight. I have woken up from my dream since early in the morning, and have been crying since the wind and rain.

11. The affectionate moon should laugh at me, and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone. Lately, I'm afraid that talking about current events will get me all over my neck. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

12. If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. The words of Lishan are half past midnight, and the rain and bells are full of tears and no regrets. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.

13. Whoever plays the desolate music of Yuefu, the wind is also rustling, the rain is also rustling, and the lights are exhausted for another night. I don’t know what’s lingering in my arms, I’m bored when I wake up, I’m bored when I’m drunk, I never reached Xie Qiao in my dreams.

14. Who thinks that the west wind is cold alone? The yellow leaves are rustling and the windows are closed, meditating on the past and setting the sun. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

15. The peach blossom died of shame and was grateful to the east wind. The delicate red color blows off and flies into the window to accompany Chao Nong. Who pities Dongyang for being thin due to hard work, but also for being lazy in spring. Not as good as hibiscus, a feeling of tranquility is thick in the cold place.

16. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.

17. Hard work is the most pitiful to the moon in the sky. It is like a ring overnight and grows into a jue night after night!

18. The mist and warm rain have just begun to settle, leaving all the flowers in the small courtyard. I picked a pair of red beans, lowered my head, and shed tears while talking. People go away as if they are on spring break, and the wine has turned the stone into a piece of wine. There are people crossing the peach blossoms, boating, and each other is worried about a kind of mist.

19. A pair of people from generation to generation, fighting for education and ecstasy. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?

20. How deep is love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain.

21. We can only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad.

22. Returning to the old days of Minglu, the sleeves are fragrant and cold, and the heart is bitter than the autumn lotus. Don't talk about living among flowers. Those who cherish the flowers will leave them without owners. Nalan Xingde's Poems

1. If life is just like the first sight, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan. It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. The words of Lishan are half past midnight, and the rain and bells are full of tears and no regrets. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.

2. A pair of people from generation to generation, competing for education and ecstasy. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?

3. When the heart breaks and the moon shines with red cardamom, does the moon look like that time and the people look like that time?

4. The duckweeds of half a lifetime are lost in the water, and the famous flowers are buried in a night of cold rain.

5. How deep is love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain.

6. Life is like a dream. It is better not to encounter more than to have less.

7. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.

8. Who thinks that the west wind is cold alone? The yellow leaves are rustling and the windows are closed, meditating on the past and setting the sun. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

9. The affectionate moon should laugh at me, and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone. Lately, I'm afraid that talking about current events will get me all over my neck. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

10. We can only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad.

11. One way up the mountain, another way down the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, it’s dark at night with thousands of tents lit. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

12. The wooden leaves are returning one after another, where is the waning moon and the dawn wind. The news is half over, I miss you a lot tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain, half of it is blown away by the west wind.

13. Who plays the desolate music of Yuefu? The wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the lights are all gone for another night. I don’t know what is lingering in my arms, I am bored when I wake up, I am bored when I am drunk, I have never reached Xieqiao in my dreams.

14. Now I realize that I was wrong at that time, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.

15. Love knows that the lingering snow is shining coldly on the screen, the plum blossoms have fallen and the flute has been updated for three times, and there is no one else and the moon is dimly bright. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what happened to you, and I burst into tears. I recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.

16. I wanted to get up and leave the mortal world, but my shadow fell into the world.

17. The most pitiful thing about hard work is the moon in the sky, which looks like a ring overnight and becomes a knot every night. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm. Without that fate, it is easy to break away. The swallow remains, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of the autumn grave has not stopped, and the spring bush recognizes the two-dwelling butterfly.

18. Returning to the old days of Minglu, the sleeves are fragrant and cold, and the heart is as bitter as the autumn lotus. Don't talk about living in flowers. Those who cherish the flowers will leave them without owners.

19. Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky, it is like a ring overnight, and it grows into a jue every night!

20. How can we not know each other in life, you are from the south of the Yangtze River and I am from the north of Yan. No matter how we meet but we are not in harmony, let alone hate each other. It hurts my heart to leave you alone, and Hengmen Lige sheds tears like rain. The grass is luxuriant in April, and the willow and peach blossoms are half covered with mud. The river is flowing mightily and the moon is falling. You should also think of me at this time. Why am I so sluggish now? Nothing has been accomplished. Even if there is blood of heroes in my life, it will not be splashed by the Jingjiang River. The clouds are low when the sun sets in Jingjiang River, and when is the horse leaping forward? Suddenly I recall the windy moonlit night last year, when I was unrolling the scroll with you to discuss the king's hegemony. You are currently leaning against the Nine Dragons, and I want to cultivate crops here. The hibiscus flowers on Furong Lake are like the morning glow before the autumn wind falls. You must be drunk as long as you drink. When you are drunk, you will no longer think about the end of the world.

21. The remaining lamps are extinguished by the wind and the smoke from the furnace is cold, accompanied only by a solitary shadow. The sentence is called "Langcha drunk Qingzun" to ask who Xingyan is in the world. It's rare to scatter wine among the flowers. After drinking, you scratch your head. I always fall asleep drunk when I am free and worried, but I am afraid I will still be in front of the bottle when I wake up.

22. The silver bed is filled with asphalt, and the grass is covered with powder in autumn. When picking incense, I miss money everywhere, but I can't help but regret finding green leaves. The corridor is full of lovesickness, and the setting moon becomes a solitary lean. The lamp and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers, and they have been traced for ten years and their hearts are ten years old.

23. The desolate parting of the two corresponds to each other, and the most unbearable resentment is in the moonlight.

24. The vast blue sky is full of love between heaven and earth.

25. Where are the flying catkins and flying flowers? The layers of ice and snow make it crippled, and a sparse tree is still cold at midnight. The bright moon is good for loving him, and being haggard is also relevant. Finally, after the silk has been shaken, people are reminded of spring mountains, and dreams of skirts are intermittent in response to difficulties. How much hate the west wind blows away the eyebrows.

26. March flowers, a lifetime of thoughts, disperse like smoke, and the years are limited.

27. If you look forward to the next life with all your heart, and wish to continue your unfinished destiny in the next life, can there be an afterlife?

28. The duckweeds of half a lifetime are lost in the water, and the famous flowers are buried in a night of cold rain. The soul is like a willow cotton blowing to pieces, wandering around the world.

29. The foggy window is cold against the distant sky and dusk, and the dusk sky is far away against the cold fog outside the window. The crows are crowing just as the flowers are falling, and the flowers are falling as the crows are crowing. The sleeves hang down and the shadow is thin, and the thin shadow hangs down and the sleeves hang down. There is a hint of red in the wind, and there is a hint of red in the wind.

30. For fear of being sentimental, I don’t make pity words.

31. The wooden leaves are returning one after another, and the waning moon and dawn wind are nowhere to be seen. The news is half over, I miss you a lot tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain, half of it is blown away by the west wind.

32. A blush comes before the rain, a few strands of soft green smoke suddenly disappear, and the beautiful soul disappears before the sunset.

33. It was a beautiful face, and it was also a familiar face. The familiar face had spent half of the lives of the two young people, and the familiar face had awakened Rong Ruo from many tossing and turning dreams

34. I asked you why it is so important to say goodbye, and how many full moons can we get together in a year? The willow trees are like silk, the spring in my hometown is over.

35. The charming whispers from back then linger in my ears, and the shy look that still wants to speak is still in my heart. In the small words of "Yuanyang", it seems that the figure of this flower Xieyu can be seen. now. However, they thought they were a pair for life, but all they had to ask for was a few pages of old books full of lovesickness.

36. There are countless farewells in the world, but in front of the melon and fruit feast, the blue sky stands still. Thousands of flowers are connected, and one leaf of lovesickness is followed by the wind. Famous quotes: Nalan Xingde's famous quotes

1. The tears are even more silent, and I regret my past. Relying on the heavy reflection of the painting, it is full of sadness and cannot be painted. The other words are so clear, I wake up early from a dream at midnight. I have woken up from my dream since early in the morning, and have been crying since the wind and rain.

2. It is easy to change an old person’s heart, but it is easy to change an old person’s heart.

3. Hard work is the most pitiful to the moon in the sky. It is like a ring overnight and becomes a knot every night. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm. Without that fate, it is easy to be beautiful, but the swallow remains, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of autumn graves has not stopped, and the spring bushes recognize the two-dwelling butterflies.

4. The lotus root wind is light, the lotus dew is cold, the rainbow is broken, the window is red, and the curtain hooks are just hanging. The fields are covered with green cover, and fish and waves are fragrant in the setting sun. At this time, the painting pavilion is hanging by the poplar bank, and I am sleeping and combing my hair. The traces of old travels, Zhao Ti's way, are repeated everywhere, full of worries. I want to take a leisurely stroll on Furong Lake. The red clothes are in disarray, lying down looking at the peach leaves to send to the orchid boat. The noon wind blows away the dream of Jiangnan, and the dream is full of water.

5. Now I realize that I was wrong at that time, and I feel miserable. Red tears are secretly hanging down, and the eyes are full of spring breeze and everything is wrong. Knowing that there is no plan for the future, I force myself to talk about the happy date. Farewell like this, the pear blossoms have fallen and the moon turns to the west.

6. Who plays the desolate music of Yuefu? The wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the lights are exhausted for another night. I don’t know what’s lingering in my arms, I’m bored when I wake up, I’m bored when I’m drunk, I never reached Xie Qiao in my dreams.

7. Who makes the ice wheel full in the sea and the sky, melancholy and alienated. Not to mention separation, but there are always no tears in a good night. We should only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad.

8. I don’t know what is lingering in my arms. I am bored when I wake up, and I am bored when I am drunk. I have never reached Xieqiao in my dreams.

9. When the crows are gone, who does Xiaoli hate? The heavy snow suddenly turns over the fragrant pavilion catkins, the gentle breeze blows the plum blossoms in the gall bladder, and the word "heart" has turned to ashes.

10. One way up the mountain, another way up the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand tents of lights are seen deep in the night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

11. The cloister is an inch of lovesickness, and the falling moon makes me lean against it. The backlight and the moon are in the shadow of the flowers. It has been ten years of traces and ten years of heart.

12. Hard work is the most pitiful to the moon in the sky. It is like a ring overnight and grows into a jue night after night!

13. A pair of people from generation to generation, fighting for education and ecstasy. If we miss each other but don't love each other, who will be the spring?

14. The love of spring is only as thin as the pear blossoms, and the pieces fall off. Why is the setting sun so close to dusk? There are still unawakened souls in the world. The silver paper says goodbye to the dream at that time, and the secret ribbon is the same as the heart. I am a dreamer for Yi Fan, and I often draw pictures to call out the truth at night.

15. When the heart breaks and the moon shines with red cardamom, do the moon look like that time and the people look like that time?

16. The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone. Lately, I'm afraid that talking about current events will get me all over my neck. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

17. Who thinks that the west wind is cold alone? The yellow leaves are rustling and the windows are closed, meditating on the past and setting the sun. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

18. I am a melancholy guest in the world. I know what happened to you. I shed tears and recall my life with the sound of heartbreak.

19. The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and now I am living up to my spring heart, wandering alone and singing alone.

20. If life is just like the first time we met, why is the autumn wind sad to draw a fan? It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. The words of Lishan are half past midnight, and the rain and bells are filled with tears and no regrets. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.

21. How deep is love? The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain.

22. When we return to the bright road of old, the sleeves are fragrant and cold, and our hearts are as bitter as autumn lotus. Don’t talk about living among flowers. Those who cherish the flowers will leave them without owners.

23. Seeing each other again in the depths of Qulan, crying and trembling. After a desolate farewell, the two echoed each other, the most unbearable resentment in the bright moon. I have slept alone for half my life, and my mountain pillow is stained with sandalwood. What is the most fascinating thing in my memory? The first thing is to break branches and paint a skirt.

24. The mist and warm rain have begun to settle, leaving all the flowers in the small courtyard. I picked a pair of red beans, lowered my head, and shed tears while talking. People go away as if they are on spring break, and the wine has turned the stone into a piece of wine. There are people crossing the peach blossoms, boating, and each other is worried about a kind of mist.

25. Get up and rub your hands at the topic, but the word "Mandarin Duck" comes to mind.

26. The peach blossom died of shame and was grateful to the east wind. The delicate red color blows off and flies into the window to accompany Chao Nong. Who pities Dongyang for being thin due to hard work, but also for being lazy in spring. Not as good as hibiscus, a feeling of tranquility is thick in the cold place.

27. We can only meet again in Biluo, that is in this life. But in this life, I remember you again when I was just feeling sad.

28. Spring is light, red is resentful. Cover the double rings, and draw pictures among the flowers in the light rain. The silent tears burst into tears. In the dim light, the fragrance is sold and the dream returns. Leaning against the painting screen and thinking about the past are nothing but words for lovesickness. I remember that at that time, there were weeping willow silks, flower branches, and butterflies all over the courtyard.

29. The people in the tents and domes are drunk, and the stars are crumbling. Returning to my dream across the Lang River, I was shattered by the sound of the river again. Sleep, still sleep, wake up tasteless.

30. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, the dreams of hometown are broken, and there is no such sound in my hometown. Nalan Xingde's classic poems

Nalan Xingde's classic poems

Mulan's poems

If life is just like the first meeting, why is the autumn wind sad like a painted fan. It is easy to change people's hearts, but they say that people's hearts are easy to change. Lishan's words are gone till midnight, and the tears and rain are lingering without complaint. How unlucky is the man in brocade to wish for the same day with wings and branches.

Sauvignon Blanc

One step away from the mountains, one step away from the water, walking towards the bank of Yuguan, a thousand tents of lights illuminated in the deep night. The wind is blowing, the snow is blowing, my hometown dreams are shattered, and there is no such sound in my hometown.

Die Lian Hua

Hard work is the most pity for the moon in the sky, it is like a ring overnight, and everything is resolved every night. If the moon is always bright and clear, the ice and snow will keep you warm. There is no such thing as an easy fate, but the swallow is still there, softly stepping on the curtain hook. After singing, the sorrow of the autumn grave has not stopped, and the spring bush recognizes the two-dwelling butterfly.

Die Lianhua - Out of the Fortress

There is no fixed basis for mountains and rivers in ancient and modern times. Amid the sound of horns being drawn, horses come and go frequently. Who can talk about the desolation? The west wind blows the old red maple trees. There used to be countless grievances. The iron horse fights, the road to Qingzhong at dusk. How deeply in love. The sunset in the deep mountains and the deep autumn rain.

Huanxisha

Who thinks that the west wind is cooling alone, the rustling yellow leaves are closing the window, and meditating on the past is setting the sun. Don't be frightened by the wine and fall into a deep sleep. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea disappear. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary.

Huanxi Sand

The remaining snow condenses on the cold painted screen. The plum blossoms and the flute have been updated three times. There is no place where the moon is bright. I am a melancholy guest in the human world. I know what happened to you and I burst into tears. Reminiscing about life in the sound of heartbreak.

Huanxisha

Who says it’s not a pity to be wandering around? It’s a beautiful time to travel in the old days. Heartbroken people come from menstruation. There was a blush just before the rain, and a few wisps of soft green and smoke. The beautiful soul disappears before the sunset.

Nan Xiangzi - Inscribing a Photo for the Forgotten Wife

The tears are even more silent, and I regret the past and my unkindness. I rely on my paintings to reflect on my feelings, and I am so sad that I can't paint them. The other words are so clear, I woke up early from my dream at midnight, I woke up early from my dream, and even more, I cried all the rain at night before the wind.

Golden Thread Song-Gift to Liang Fen

Virtue is also a gift to the ear. Occasionally, in Zichen Jingguo, Wuyi family, there is wine but pouring on the soil of Zhaozhou. Who would be born with this intention? If you don't believe it, you will become a confidant. His blue eyes are not old even when he sings loudly. He wipes away his heroic tears before the Lord. Don't you see, the moon is like water. ***You must be drunk this night. Moreover, he and E Mei's ballads are taboo in ancient and modern times. There is no need to ask about my long life, I just sneer and ignore it. Start thinking and repent from the beginning. A thousand kalpas are expected in one day, and I am afraid that I will end up in another life due to the fate of my body. However, the promise is important, and you must remember it.

Jiang Chengzi - Yong Shi. The wet clouds are all under pressure and the peaks are low. The shadows are desolate and confusing, and the eyes are filled with doubts. Neither fog nor smoke, when the goddess wants to come. If life is a dream, no one knows except in dreams.

Picking mulberry seeds

The bright moon should laugh at me affectionately, and laugh at me now. Disappointing the heart of spring, walking alone and singing alone. Lately, I'm afraid that talking about the past will cause knots all over my neck. The moon is shallow and the lamp is deep, where can I find the clouds in my dreams?

Qinyuanchun

Three days before the Double Ninth Festival of Dingsi, I dreamed that the deceased woman was wearing light makeup and plain clothes, holding her hands and choking, saying too many words that she could no longer remember.

But there is a parting saying: "I would like to be the moon in the sky with my hatred, and I will still be reunited with Lang every year." The woman has never written poetry, and she doesn't know how she got it, so she feels that it is a poem. Life is floating in the blink of an eye, life is so miserable, how can you forget when you are wandering low? I remember that when the embroidered couch was idle, the red rain was blowing; the curved place of the carved lantern was surrounded by the setting sun. Dreams are hard to keep, poems cannot be continued, and I will cry even more if I win. The remains are there, but they are only turned around, but they are not allowed to be looked at. Looking again at the vast blue sky. If you have short hair, you will definitely have frost in the morning. The relationship between earth and heaven has not been broken; spring flowers and autumn leaves are still hurt when touched. I want to tie up my preparations, but I am shocked and shaken off, and the yesterday's fragrance of Xun's clothes is reduced. It’s really helpless, the sound of the beautiful sound is next to the flute, and the music is composed of the ileum.

Qinyuanchun

Looking at the Yinshan Mountain, I feel ecstatic and speechless. Seeing a few clusters of green peaks, you can see a ruler of genius; there is a patch of yellow sand, and there is no trace of dust on the winding ground. The Broken Leaf City is desolate, the flying clouds pile up in the distance, and the cold smoke outside the sculpture is miserable. After hesitating for a long time, suddenly the ice cliff turned to rocks, and thousands of valleys were thundered. The poor side is self-sufficient in autumn. Why bother? I will hate you so much in my life. It's just desolate and desolate, the moth eyebrows are left in the grave; the rotten grass is buried, and the bones of the horses are empty. The river turns to the north, and the bucket handle crosses to the south. There is a little bit of frost on the temples and premature aging. If you don’t believe it, if you look back to the west wind, everything will be miserable.

Water Dragon Yin - Inscribed Ji Tu

It should be noted that when a celebrity is attracted by a city, it is usually easy to get sad. The sound of Keting is gone, the four strings are broken, and the evil wind blows away. Thousands of miles away from home, neither life nor death, this life is a good one. For the yellow sand and white grass, the leaves curled up with moans, I hated you all my life, and started writing it all over again. They should be friends from Yaotai, but Duo, Zhanqiu and his wife. In the severe cold weather, a few lines of rural tears echoed like rain. The size and width are heavily covered, and the jade beauty has been passed down for thousands of years, but it still has no owner. Strange people are blessed with great blessings, God pays them all, and they are idiots.