1 The blood-stained paintings of mountains and rivers are no match for the little cinnabar between your eyebrows, covering the world, but it is still nothing more than a flourishing scene.

2 The wind blows across the sky and the earth is chilling, and after letting the flowers fade away, he reigns over the world, climbs the nine-layer pagoda, and watches the shooting stars all night long.

3 Returning to that moment, the silence of the years is also scary. The dead vines grow branches. It turns out that time has passed by gently. In the dream, upstairs and under the moon, you stood with the same eyebrows, brush it away. With snowflakes on their clothes, looking side by side, the sky and the earth are vast.

4 Hearing Xingmu's voice, she is still waiting in the story. The storyteller folds his fan and starts talking from the beginning. Who lowers his eyes and wets his sleeves with tears.

5 Whose clothes are your hands holding, running all the way, amid the din of wolf smoke and beacon fire, who cooks the wine, laughs drunkenly all his life, a thousand cups are hard to sell, the embrace of floating flowers and flowers.

6 Hiding the eternal moonlight in your heart, mourning in your arms the desolation that you will no longer look back on, eagerly looking forward, you stand here, remember that you were born as a dragon, and remember that my name is Yanhuang.

7 Transforming into the starlight of the western sky is the end of your reincarnation. How long has it been since the hourglass of eternal life has passed? You stared at my face in the next life by the Santu River. I planted the Mandala to let the memories of my previous life deep.

8 I knelt in front of the snow-capped mountains like them, whispered many wishes, followed the crowd through a few streets, sat on the roadside holding butter tea, and fantasized about Maggie Ami's appearance.

9 The people around me smiled and sighed tiredly, and snow suddenly appeared under the sunshine and rain.

10 The lens in my hand is steady. In the past thousand years, the dreams of thousands of years have been broken, and the emotions can be understood. I don’t know whose face will be reshaped after a thousand years. The moon is thick, and history jumps out of the book. There are many clamors, and the whole life is restored. Dream, in the dream, there is a fierce battle with heroes.

11 Looking at the desert sand at sunset, there are so many old trees and crows. The wind sounds like snow in the soul-breaking place, killing people from all directions in the twilight. It is difficult to calculate the will of God even if it is calculated in the human heart. It burns all the evil karma. I feel free and unrestrained, or I am unable to answer. The ashes of the calamity have passed, and the bright moon is red and yellow in the sky, just like the vague features in the original dream. This half of my life has been trapped in a cocoon, only one love is shorter than the morning dew, and it is difficult to wake up even if it is nothingness in the end.

12 Painting brush, freehand strokes around the fingers, soft intestines but time has passed. Is it because you were obsessed with it in the past life, or you can’t forget it in this life. The rain at night on the Qinhuai River entangles the water droplets. Whoever plays the flute owes you the love in the past life. , turned into the emotional memory of this life, the lights of Jinling City are bleak in the autumn, and the green silk is replaced by frost and rain.

14 The moonlight is sparse, who is wearing cold clothes, looking at the horizon, thinking about you and your hometown, the snow has not fallen all night, and the north wind is strong

Thousands of miles away, we are connected by one heart.

15 Reading the fragments, with lonely eyes, I can love the old days on the paper. When I am lingering, the flowers are thick, the spring breeze is like a young man, the wind and snow are dark, the old dreams are far away, the mountains and rivers are dancing together this night, and they are one and the same. If embracing two people in life is just like the first time they met, why would the autumn wind draw a fan sadly?

16 Perhaps every man has had two women like this, at least two. Marry a red rose, and over time, the red one will become a smear of mosquito blood on the wall, while the white one will remain "the bright moonlight in front of the window"; marry a white rose, and the white one will become a grain of rice sticky on the clothes, but the red one will become A cinnabar mole on the heart.

17 I want you to know that there is always someone waiting for you in this world. No matter when or where you are, you know that there is always such a person.

18. Love is not complicated. It only takes three words to come and go. It is not "I love you, I hate you," or "Forget it. How are you? I'm sorry."

19 Disappointment is sometimes a kind of happiness. It is because of expectations that we are disappointed. Because there is love, we have expectations, so even if we are disappointed, it is also a kind of happiness, although this kind of happiness is a bit painful

20 If I don’t love you, I won’t miss you, I won’t be jealous of the opposite sex around you, I won’t lose my self-confidence and fighting spirit, and I won’t be in pain if I can stop loving you. , That would be great

21 We can never go back!

22 If emotions and years can be gently torn into pieces and thrown into the sea, then I am willing to do so from now on. Silence at the bottom of the sea. I love to hear your words, but don't understand them. You want to see them, but don't understand my silence. For people who can't speak, clothes are a kind of language, and they carry a pocket drama with them.

23. There is always time and opportunity for things to be done; there are always excuses for things not to be done.

24. If you don’t tease a woman, she will say you are not a man. ; If you tease her, she says you are not a classy person.

25. The pleasant memories make people feel: it is over, but the unpleasant ones still make people sad. p> 26 A close friend is like a mirror, reflecting the most beautiful part of our nature.

27 It is interesting to live only if you do something for others and feel a little resentful.

28 Books are best friends.

The only drawback is that it makes me more myopic, but it's still worth it.

29. A person can best show the noble qualities of his nature when he is in love. This is why romance novels have always been popular - both at home and abroad.

30 people waste money because they are unhappy, which is a compensatory effect.

31 I want you to know that there is always someone waiting for you in this world. No matter when or where you are, you know that there is always such a person.

32 If memory had a smell, it would be the fragrance of camphor, sweet and steady, like clearly remembered music, sweet and melancholy, like forgotten sorrow. There is no emotion in this world that is not riddled with holes.

33 What is short is life, but what is long is suffering.

34. If you like someone, you will humble yourself into the dust and then bloom into flowers.

35. Laugh, and the whole world will laugh with you; cry, and you will cry alone.