Castle peak treat each other, white clouds blind date. I never dreamed that a purple robe would go with a gold belt. One Mao Zhai, wild flowers bloom, no matter success or failure. It's fun to eat a spoonful in a remote alley. Poverty, anger cannot be changed! Da, never change your mind! —— The autumn wind is clear and the moon is bright when Huang Rong answers firewood; When the fallen leaves gather and disperse, Western jackdaw in the west will be surprised, and acacia will know when to meet. At this point, the night is awkward. Guo Xiang, what is love? Teach me to live and die together. White rabbit, look around. Clothes are not as good as new ones, and people are not as good as old ones. Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. 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. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose. He wants to marry someone else, then I will marry someone else; I am the only one in his heart, so he is the only one in my heart, handkerchief, and I will never intervene. One of the "feelings" is really the most hurtful thing. Whether it's Nandi or Eden, whether it's Liu Guifei or Yinggu. What kind of identity, what kind of time, always can not escape this. I would like to be a green lantern, an ancient Buddha, and wait my whole life. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. When my son comes home, he should be at home! Peach blossoms are in full bloom and there are countless fruits. When my son comes home, he should be at home! Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall. When my son comes home, he should be at home! Four machines, Yuanyang wants Qi Fei, and the poor old man is white first; Spring waves of green grass, deep in Han Xiao, are relatively bathed in red. Everything has a way, like a dream, like a bubble, like dew, like electricity, so look at it this way. Burn my mutilated body, burn a flame, live in He Huan, why bother to die? For good and evil, only light is the reason. Both joy and sorrow return to dust. Have pity on me, what a worry! Have pity on me, what a worry! Supreme Wulin, nod to kill the dragon. Dare not disobey the orders of the world If you can't rely on heaven, who will compete with you?