The mountain has no edges, and heaven and earth blend together, but dare to break with you!

I am full of thinking that if I marry a person with a heart, I can love each other and be happy forever. Han; Zhuo Wenjun's Whitehead Ballad

If I can be with you, I will face death bravely.

I would rather be a mandarin duck than a fairy. Tang; Lu Chang 'an's ancient meaning

We can't be like a pair of phoenixes, fly with me.

The mind acts on the mind. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one and grow on the earth, two branches of a tree. ..

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever! Tang; Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow

It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night. Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed.

Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. Tang; Yuan Zhen's "Thinking of Parting"

Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny. Tang; Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci

My desire can't bloom, and I can't compete with the spring flowers.

Even this bright flame of love will only have ashes? . Tang; Li Shangyin's Untitled

The candle on the table lit the heart, and it also saw the parting; You see, it shed tears for us and flowed to the morning. Tang; Du Mu's Farewell

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

May you bear more pain as a symbol of our love. Wang Wei's Acacia

Flowers can be folded straight, don't wait until there are no flowers! Don Du Qiuniang's The Lich

A stick of incense and a stick of incense are heartbroken in vain. Li Bai's Qing Ping Diao Er

I don't regret that my belt is getting wider and wider, which makes people haggard for Iraq. Song; Liu Yong's "Fengqitong"

The past is empty, still like a dream. Li Yu's "Midnight Song * How can I avoid the sadness and hatred of life"

Know what I mean, pity you, you must ask for it! Li Yu's The Golden Sparrow

The moon rose to the willow tree, and he met me at dusk. Zhu's Camellia

If you don't see each other when you meet, love will be ruthless. Sima Guang's Xijiang Moon

Ultima Thule is still far from the end, only the mind is infinitely long, and there is no time. Spring In Jade Pavilion；Song of Youth

The sky is not old, and the love is hard to break.

The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it. Zhang Sheng's Chitose

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.

Love hurts and leaves since ancient times.

This is a long time, people who love each other are not together, and I even expect to be satisfied with the good weather and scenery in name only.

Even if it is full of emotions, who can enjoy it together? ! Liu Yong's Yu Lin Ling

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

This time, what a sad sentence? A slow voice

There is nothing to say when you go to the west wing alone. The moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

Keep cutting. The reason is still chaos. It's sadness. It's not just the general taste.

How much sadness can you have? Like a river flowing eastward. Young mermaid

A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. Li Shangyin's Jinse

Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.

Xiao Xuan window, dress up, silently care for each other, only a thousand lines of tears. Su Shi's Jiangchengzi

Looking for him in the crowd, suddenly looking back, the man was there, dimly lit. Xin Qiji's Qingyun Case * Yuanxi

Gentle as water, ritual as a dream.

If two people have a long relationship, they won't go to court. Qinguanque bridge

After birth, there will be no acacia, only acacia, and then acacia. Xu Yuan Jayce's The Moon Song * Chun Qing

Affection has been idle and hateful since ancient times, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up. Clear; Shi Qing's "Yi Xi Ti"

Love is blind. Huang Ming Hangzhou folk poetry anthology

Endless acacia tears cast red beans, endless spring flowers bloom all over the building. Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions

Acacia says acacia, and Shiro hates Mandy. Republic of China; liang qichao

Think it over several times.

I would rather miss you! Hu Shi's Raw Tea Seeds

Life has been infatuated since ancient times, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance. Song; Ouyang Xiu's "Spring in the Jade House"

Hey!

What is love in the world?

Teach people life and death!

Life is precious, love is more expensive!

The ancients cloud

Hold your hand and grow old with your son!

Yu Li

Classic famous sentence:

The order of autumn may be like snow in the snow, brush it off and then flow down full.

The small building was easterly again last night, and the old country could not bear to look back on the moon.

Thousands of miles away, the cool color is in the distance, and a boat is moored in the depths of the reed flower. The flute is in the Moon Building.

How much hate, in my dream last night. Also like the old garden, the car is like flowing water in Ma Rulong; Flowers and the moon are spring breeze!

The world flows with water, which is a dream. Drunk hometown road should be steady and frequent, unbearable.

Jin Jian has been buried and full of vitality. On a cool night, the moonlight blooms. I want to see the shadow of the jade palace and the pool, and the sky shines on Qinhuai!

I don't know if I am a dream guest, but I am insatiable in one day.

Don't lean against the fence alone, it is infinite, and it is easier to see when you are away. Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

Nalanrongruo

Don't be thin for the west wind, you will often scratch your head.

Old love is like a dream, and it is natural to be heartbroken. Why is it autumn?

Don't hate the fleeting time, hate the residual butterfly powder.

Leisure always pays the price of getting drunk, but I'm afraid I'll still be in front of the bottle when I wake up.

It's better not to think about the past and watch the sunset with a red pillow.

Things in the world are as melancholy as they are, and the old tour in Hengtang, Mo Wen.

I enjoyed the beautiful scenery with you in the past, but now I have lost it and failed to live up to my past affection.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying.

Don't look at the powder fragrance, only the moon fragrance is left. The moon at that time was also different, sad and clear.

Quietly counting the autumn, but also the heart of missing to the last quarter.

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A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind.

The Complete Works of Nalan Xingde's Drinking Water Ci

Dreamed of the south bank

Who does Xiao Li hate? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the plum bottles. Heart words have turned gray.

jujube

Surprised and leaked, keep the spring sleep. Especially charming, careless, only self-pity. The message is that it will be a beautiful day, and the green window will come with the strings.

Yiwangsun

The west wind blew bananas all night. Tired eyes endure loneliness after autumn? Force the mood to make muddy mash. Read Li Sao. Sorrow is like the tide of Xiangjiang River day and night.

Jade chain shadow

(According to this tuning rule, it is not loaded, or it is also self-tuning.)

Where is it? It rained several times in Mao Mao in Xiao Ye. Wet eaves flowers, people at the bottom of flowers are speechless, Yanping Mountain, jade furnace is cold. Who saw his eyebrows sad and tired.

Complain about one's feelings

Who is the companion of the cold embroidered quilt? Yixiang. Get up in spring and comb your hair in the setting sun. If you want to write two eyebrows, have a rest. Full of green, a distant mountain. Modern building

well

It's a golden well of pulleys, full of bricks and stones, red and cold. Suddenly, when we met, it was hard to be sure. Who saved it? Who saved it? Since then, I have been tattooed with light and shadow.

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In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow. Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.

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Konoha has gone home. Where does the waning moon wind go? The news is half gone with the wind, and I feel homesick tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain. The west wind blew away half.

Endless desire

A ride on the mountain, a ride on the water, and a trip to Guan Yu, with thousands of lights at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Meet Huan

Wei Yun touched a distant mountain, cold and soluble, just like a personal thrush.

Red wax tears, blue silk quilt, heavy water, but listening to the west wind in Huang Mao wild shop.

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Falling flowers are like a dream, sad and confused; The red sun set to the west of the building, and the room was filled with the smell of musk deer.

Infinite sadness makes the face of the boudoir thin, but no one knows her sadness. Play with the parrot at leisure and teach it to recite my lover's poems to me.

Zhao junfen

Who cherishes good spring and deep prohibition? Yao's footsteps stood at dusk. The sound of orchestral strings in other hospitals is unclear.

Another pear flower to thank, embroidering the cold spring tonight. Silence locks the door of Zhu, and dreams are kind.

Jiuquan baby

Thank you, but the moon is as bright as water. The smell of the seal is gone, but I still didn't sleep, and the crow crowed early.

The gentle and cold gangster had a thin coat and had to rest and dry his horns. The most worrying thing is that the lights are almost off and the geese are still flying.

Shengchazi

Dongfeng is puzzled and steals Hunan skirts. I carried the sarong all night, and I drew a slim waist.

Ruo water sinks smoke, dew drops Yuanyang tile. The flower bones are cold and fragrant, and the cherry blossoms stand.

and

The short flame picks up the residual flowers, and the night is long and silent. Tired of dancing, I smell the chicken, but I feel wet.

Tianshui encounters ghosts, and the corner is southwest and white. If you want to cross Huanhuaxi, you can't dream far away.

and

How much do you know about the blue sky when you are worried about clouds? Flowers are invisible, but they are alone in acacia.

It's different every time, so you have to distinguish words. Willingly go to the night and count the long-lost rain.

Pink lips (chanting orchids)

There is a different kind of fragrance, and there is no place to wash it. Ling Bo is going to live for the east wind.

How can you resist autumn if you are so miserable? Also stay, Leng Xiang half wisp, Xiangjiang rain first.

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A moth's eyebrow, the lower chord is not as good as the upper chord. Why is Geng Lang sad before he is old?

The plain wall shines obliquely, and the bamboo shadow sweeps the window. The empty room was silent, the crow was about to break dawn, and I went down to the west building again.

Zaizai (Huang Zaowang)

The night light is cold, and the snow is flat on the pile. What is the limit of the west wind? Look at it with clothes on.

I'm confused about this. I don't feel like I've grown up. When Dan, the little stars want to disperse and fly to Pingsha geese.

and

It's cool in the yard and I feel thin when I'm late. If you don't act alone, you will be rewarded in vain.

Xiao Si pity you, don't be sad. The west wind is evil, the setting sun blows the horn, and a burst of Sophora japonica falls.

Huanxisha

Rainy days are full of cold worries, how can we return to the apricot blossom line? Last year, the barrel was high and light.

If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint. Where in the world to ask affection.

Huanxisha

Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves close the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.

Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.

and

Seeing Haitang in Shi Feng Garden in the western suburbs, I was deeply impressed by the memory of Xiang and Yan.

Who knows that wandering is not pitiful? The old season is full of flowers, and heartbroken people have gone through the years.

Only a faint red color rains, and the evening breeze blows away the clouds at the temples. Before sunset, the soul was gone.

and

If you want to ask how thin Jiang Mei is, you can only see the damaged silk skirt, and the musk deer is precious.

Can endure cold and lean on bamboo for a long time, and then teach Chun not to open the door. Loquat flower is a scholar in school.

and

Half a ray of sunshine shines obliquely on the small building, and the bamboo curtain obliquely controls the soft gold hook. You can't rest assured by leaning on the bar.

There is an Yingying riding a horse, with elegant makeup and romantic clothes. See people shy but turn back.

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Can draw emblem cold screen. Plum blossoms fall, the flute sounds, it's already midnight, and there is no one in the month.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.

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Slightly dizzy and wet, lightly reflecting the sorrow of life, the dream is suspected in the distant mountain building.

The waning moon peeps at the golden bow, and the soft wind swings the jade curtain hook. Listen to the neighbors tell her to comb her hair.

Ni (Beigukou)

Thousands of willows send horseshoes, and old geese fly south in the north. Who among the guests will change into spring clothes?

At the end of my life, I return to the sunset, and I dream of wandering in a spring. I just said goodbye to you for a long time.

and

Walking towards the bank of Yunshan, the north wind blows the hiss of falling horses, and the late autumn is far away.

At dusk, a touch of smoke keeps the base, and the half pole is partial to the old city. When will ancient and modern grievances be settled?

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/kloc-for 0/8 years, I have fallen into the world, blowing flowers, chewing my heart and making ice strings. Who can send sentimental feelings?

The purple jade hairpin has an oblique lamp shadow, and the red cotton powder is cold on the pillow. See the benefits but be silent.

Once again (send Yan Sunyou)

By the Oudang Bridge, we made an appointment, and Dorothy went to Wuhu East. The pen bed and tea stove are too leisurely.

There is short-walled ginkgo rain, which is also a high-profile magnolia wind. Thrush painting hibiscus freely.

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If you want to worry about wild geese, the west wind will make the wine worse. Yellow flower season, the sky is blue.

The ancient garrison was misty, and the sunset red village was relieved. I don't know how many people have fought.

and

The fallen leaves are full of ice, and the setting sun still shines on the low pavilion. I lost my title when I went to the abandoned temple.

Inscription on the monument in Kyle, the resident, cockfighting with Buddha's headlights. When will the world wake up?

Double-sky sedan chair

Ding poured more wine, and the wind before the willow was broken. If you ask about the mood of enjoying flowers, it seems to be the same day, how can it be?

Don't be thin for the west wind, you will often scratch your head. It has been arranged since ancient times.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The foggy window is cold to the far sky, and it is cold to the window at dusk. Flowers fall, crows cry, crows fall.

Sleeves are thin and thin, with thin shadows hanging down the sleeves. The wind is a little red, and it's windy in HongLing.

and

The flower slave drum didn't stop, but after waking up, she saw the red dance. I couldn't bear to reply and cried a few lines in the breeze.

Don't look at the powder fragrance, only the moon fragrance is left. The moon at that time was also different, sad and clear.

Once again (early spring)

Han Xiao is thin in the southwest month, but Tintin lacks the fragrance of an arrow. Spring is very suitable, and the east wind is right and wrong.

The soul of Shu is ashamed to look at the shadow, and the jade shines red and cold. Who sings the flowers in the back garden and remembers his hometown in the new year?

and

Huang Yunzi raced three thousand miles, and the female wall was raven. The sunset is cold, and the horses are still hunting.

There is no sound, and it is dark at night. Qiu Meng didn't come home, and the residual lamp was smashed to pieces.

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Spring clouds blow away the rain from the curtain of Hunan, and sticky butterflies fly to life. People are in Yulou, and the wind is everywhere.

A handful of willow tobacco, a colorful cage and a tile. If you don't work closer, the sunset will be infinite.

Subtract Mulan (New Moon)

I don't want to wear makeup at night, but draw my eyebrows in the mirror. Be sure to stay awake, rain and smoke are invincible.

Don't teach the stars to find a place, stay together. This night, the red chamber is as sad as heaven and earth.

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Candles swaying, cold and sparse, just want to wake up. Don't sleep alone without thinking about it.

The sky is blue and there is an appointment between heaven and earth. It is difficult for a silver-haired man to communicate with a China man, but he is willing to endure the wind and rain.

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There is nothing to say when we meet, and a hibiscus leads the autumn rain. A little dizzy red tide, a crooked heart only phoenix.

Wait for the low voice, for fear that people will see it. To complain, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.

Operator (Liu Xin)

Liu Xin's figure is delicate, and delicate willow branches can't hang down like delicate women, so how can they stand the spring dance? The spring breeze in February took more than a year to blow the willow branches yellow.

The same weeping willows, in the west bank of the sunset, hazy misty rain, but more love. The small Liu Yin Gate of Qiantang River is full of foliage and hazy, which makes people think.

Pick mulberry seeds

Xia Tong hasn't flown over Joan for a long time. Who else? Who is there? Jade Qing went to bed tonight.

The incense pin was extinguished by the cold residual lamp, and the autumn was quiet. Quietly counting the autumn, but also the heart of missing to the last quarter.

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Who is singing that sad and sad old tune of the Conservatory of Music? Xiao Feng, wind, rain, short and thin candles in the house, a lonely night, in candlelight.

I don't know what a lingering heart is, and it's hard to let it go. After waking up, I'm drunk and bored. Is it Xie Qiao that I haven't been to in my dream?

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Non-caring and light, cold places are better. Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world.

Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving? The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li.

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Peach blossom is ashamed to die heartlessly, and grateful to Dongfeng. Blow off the delicate red and fly into the window with regret.

Who pities Dongyang's hard work and thinness is also careless about spring. Not as good as hibiscus, a cold feeling.

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Turn on the light, the book is red, but it's still boring. Jade leaks all the way, and cold flowers separate Yu Di in the dream.

It rained in the middle of the night and the leaves rustled. In the autumn tide, don't miss Pisces versus Xie Qiao.

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Xie Gu compound is more disabled, and Yan Su carved beams. The silver wall of the moon, can't tell the difference between flowers and incense?

This feeling has been recalled by myself, and it is scattered. The rain stopped slightly cool, a dream eleven years ago.

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Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't do this. It's all over and the moon has gone west.

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The bright moon is passionate about Ying Xiao Wo, laughing at me now, lonely, wandering alone, singing alone.

I dare not say what happened at that time recently. It was all blue-collar. The moon is shallow and the lights are deep. Where did you find the clouds in your dreams?

within walking distance

It's windy outside the curtains. It's the season in Han Xiao. There is only half of autumn left, and the moon gradually fades through the curtains.

Fighting teaches tears not to freeze, and the benefits are lighter. The plan is to put the injury aside and wait for Han Xiao.

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Where is the way home, it is clear that there is residual water in the mountains. It's cold all spring, until wheat and autumn weather.

It is expected that the flowers will be reissued every other year, so don't ask before the flowers. Even if the east wind is still there, I am afraid of beauty.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

Smoke is light and rain is light, which is ugly. A broken rainbow hangs on the tree, which is also the afterglow of chaotic mountains.

Eyes are high, the journey is broken, and the clouds are thousands of miles away. The river goes east day and night, and the brocade book should be entrusted to Pisces.

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Clear butterfly dream, upside down pity Yao Feng. There is a feeling of fading powder and receiving fragrance, and Hosta steals the building.

Who passed on the moth in Autumn Water? Lotus seeds are still hidden in the fog, while rhombic flowers steal waves.

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If you can't worry, you can't live in autumn. Six songs Pingshan deep courtyard, ups and downs every day.

At the beginning of the rain and the fragrance of chrysanthemum, people say that this day is Chongyang. Looking back at the cool clouds and twilight leaves, I think infinitely at dusk.

Once again (recalling Fen Liang)

Listening to the rain at night will give you a feeling of autumn. Around the building, people are silent, and dreams turn to sorrow.

Qian Shan Wanshui, I can't remember where you are tired. Do you know the little window red candle? According to some people, this night is bleak.

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Sai Hong has left. When will the brocade be delivered? I remember holding back my tears in front of the lamp, but I asked if the Ming Dynasty was okay.

If it doesn't take a few degrees, the leaves will pile up. A Han Xiao dream, bleak, because of who?

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Lovers braved the wind and rain to date, because they sneaked out, so they often couldn't keep the appointment. She leaned over and looked at the moon, the moon, the whisper, and the smell of her body.

The soft wind blows through the window screen, and the heart is separated from the horizon. From then on, in the late spring, when the spring comes and the sun sets, she is the only one who misses it leisurely.

Another (eclipse on a moonlit night)

Hua Yao reflected the que, baking with snowflakes. This is the first season of reunion.

Shadow moths suddenly unfolded their early strings and lent them to Gong Lian. Seven treasures build walls, and the wheel is in the middle of the year.

Qin Yi goose

The mountains overlap and the cliff is suspected of cracking. The sky is suspected of cracking, the inscription is broken, and the ancient moss is gnawing.

The wind howled, the gold and iron sounded, and the dragon cave at the bottom of the depressed pool was gloomy. Longdong is full of eyes, and the old moon is bright.

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The depth of spring, a trembling blue like a cape. Green as the sun, egrets standing, smoke far away.

Blow away Xie Dongfeng's tiredness, and peaches and plums turn red. Beauty changes, rabbit sunflower oats, meet again.

Ruan Langgui

It's windy and drizzling, and the curtains hang. A few songs of Pingshan, in Liu's place, are all leisurely.

New green density, disorderly red thin. The milk warbler cried in her dying days. Spring cold wants to embroider gold clothes, and the fallen flower lang has not returned.

Huatangchun

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

Those charming eyes

Alone in the cold spring, I cover the night rain, and I cry for clothes. Yu Di dreams, Jin Chai paints a shadow, and regrets it.

Carving a red candle has treated each other, and the past is always vague. Expect resentment, teach in the middle of the month, and urge it back at the end of the flower.

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Look at the stars in the blue sea again, but laugh and cry. More or less unusual, bright moon and cool breeze, tonight is better.

Take a break from the cage and write idle words with crayons. The street drum has been drummed three times. The tobacco is curled up, the light is slightly exposed, and the flowers are blooming in spring.

You (Yongmei)

Don't compare Qionghua to even makeup, even makeup is like a white dress. Another quiet, natural standard, Mo Near East Wall.

Jade bone, ice muscle, talent desolate. Poor night, cold smoke and bright moon, thin shadow through the window.

Spread happy sand.

Moss grows in the forest, and it cherishes the dust of jade bone Municipal Committee. There is nowhere to say before the wind, and the number is crying.

Half-life duckweed died with water, and a cold rain buried famous flowers overnight. The soul is like a willow sponge blown to pieces, surrounding the world.

Li Qingzhao's famous sentences

& lt I often remember the pavilion by the stream next to the pavilion until the sun sets, intoxicated with the beautiful scenery and lingering. Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng. How to row a boat out, accidentally, but scared a group of Oulu.

Last night, it rained suddenly and the wind blew, so I slept soundly and didn't consume wine. Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin.

& lt Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

& lt leaning against the post, just not in the mood! Where are people? Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

& lt Swing on the swing, too lazy to rub your delicate hands. Beside her, the thin Germany hung with crystal dew, and the sweat on her chest permeated with the thin silk robe.

& lt When I saw someone coming, my socks shoveled Jin Chai and slipped away, leaving in shame. Looking back at the door,

But smell the plum.

& lt Don't make a cup of dark amber, melt it before you get drunk, you should be late.

& lt brain fragrance, broken dreams, cold golden bun loose, time and space red to candlelight.

& lt The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, the heavy curtains are not heavy, and the lyre leans against the floor speechless.

& lt The mountains are far away, the dusk is in a hurry, the breeze blows and the rain blows, and the shade is light. Pear blossoms are hard to thank.

& lt The spring is chilly, the jade stove is full of smoke and lingering, and the dream comes back to the mountain pillow to hide flowers.

& lt Swallows haven't come yet. We are playing games on the grass. The willows are falling, and the plum blossoms are dying. In the evening drizzle, the swing in the garden will not swing.

< A bun hurts the spring and combs more, and the evening wind falls to the courtyard at the beginning of plum blossom, and the light clouds travel to and from the moon.

& lt Jade duck smoked the brain, Zhu Ying covered the tassel, and rhinoceros also relieved the cold.

& lt Embroidered Lotus smiles, leans against Baoyu duck's fragrant cheeks, and guesses.

& lt On the one hand, it is full of charm, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful, giving you a deep affection.

& lt In the evening, God's mouth removes makeup late, and the plum calyx sticks. When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.

& lt People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.

< Back to the sound of the rainbow, the residual rinspeed was broken, and the snow in the rear window fell straight into the furnace. The phoenix at the bottom of the candle is bright, and the hairpin phoenix wins the lamp.

The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow. Flowers are ugly in spring, and the west wind keeps the old cold.

& lt The wind is soft, spring is still early, and the shirt is in a good mood. I feel slightly cold when I sleep, and plum blossoms are on my temples.

Where is my hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk. Burning when lying in water, the fragrance will not disappear.

& lt The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain. After the flowering of Changji Haitang,

It's spring.

The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright. The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.

But I still prefer her "The Voice is Slow":

Looking for it, it is cold and clear, and sadness is mixed with sadness. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold at first. How can you beat him and be late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers were piled all over the floor, withered and damaged. Who can pick them now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. Who's the second one? What's the word? "

Want to know more about her, buy an album of her. ....

Looking for it, it is cold and clear, and sadness is mixed with sadness.

Looking back at the door, Wen Qingmei.

I'm afraid the ship can't carry much worry.

Undead, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.