There is no shore on the other side of the flower, and the soul is still in Sichuan. I don't know the smoke when I'm drunk, but the lights are cold in my dreams. Flowers and leaves don't meet for thousands of years, and fate dances people together. Flowers don't understand words, flowers nod, and buddhas cross my heart and sigh.

There are flowers on the other side, and there is no chance between flowers and leaves. Forget that the river is calm, there is a natural barrier between him and the shore. The fire is long, and the previous life is scattered. May the sadness of heart and feelings be sad. Flowers bloom and leaves fall, goodbye. -the return of the dream.

Legend has it that there is a flower called the flower on the other side, which is the memory of past lives and the witness of the afterlife. Walking on the Naihe Bridge, the dim ancient lights and worn bronze mirrors have carved her and his past on the Sansheng stone, and the flower demon Manzhu and the leaf demon Shahua will never see each other again. So, what about them? On the way to drink a bowl of Meng Po soup, everything in front of me disappeared without a trace. Blood bloomed on the other side of the river, awakening memories. In my mind, the confused figure was crossed by a lone star, and my hands were folded. I closed my eyes and went back to the past together, as if I had never changed the flowers and leaves in front of the Santu River.

Other anthologies of poems describing seaside flowers.

Flower Dynasty on the other shore: Song Dynasty | Author: Wu spent the rain on the shore late and fresh, but his old eyes were afraid to open and felt sorry for himself. Pigeons sing under the tree for a reason.

Two Scholar's Academies in Bi 'an Temple, Yancheng Cooper Dynasty: Song Dynasty | Author: Su Zhe once saw the great Baikongming Temple, but he never saw it at the ends of the earth. This tree is easy to call a son, and other mountains can only be grandchildren. The beam knows who lives, and the ship should go to sea. Murphy has countless crows, and Qingtian CSI doesn't know.

Fu-an-Hua-waterfront development: Tang Dynasty | Author: Bao Xiao riverside flowers, clumps leaning against the shore. The morning sun shines on the Sichuan River, and the sunset is midsummer. If you look in the mirror, you will win the yarn. When spring comes to Wuling Road, how many trees fall in the fairy's house?

Further reading: What is the flower on the other side?

Manzhusha flower, alias Lycoris radiata, is also called "snake flower". It is a perennial herb with spherical bulbs in the ground and covered with dark brown membranous pulp. The leaves are narrow and dark green, drawn from the base and appear after the flowers wither in autumn.

The flowering period of Manzhushahua is from late summer to early autumn, from July to September. The stem is 30-60 cm long, usually 4-6 flowers are arranged in an umbrella shape, inserted at the top of the stem, the petals are oblanceolate, the perianth is red (there are also white flowers), it curls backwards, the edge is wrinkled, and the perianth tube is very short; Stamens and styles are prominent, with small patterns and a circumference of more than 6 cm. Flowers bloom without leaves, leaves are short of flowers and leaves are short of leaves. This kind of flower often grows in crevices and graves in the wild, so some people say it is "the flower on the way to the grave".

Flower language of flowers on the other side

The flower language of flowers on the other side is different from country to country. China's flower language is pure and beautiful, representing beauty and moving. In Japan, flowers are sad memories. The flower language of North Korea is missing each other. Although flowers are different, they all represent sad parting and yearning for fruitless love.

Beautiful sentences describe the flowers on the other side.

Flowers bloom on the other side, but the bridge is empty, grass breaks the bowels, and three lives are set before the stone.

On the other hand, flowers bloom for thousands of years, and flowers fall for thousands of years. Flowers and leaves do not meet. Love is not cause and effect. Fate is doomed to life and death. Cang Sang is flashy, after all, there are too many injuries. Noisy silence can't escape sadness after all. Butterflies love the world, move for a season, keep it for a season, give up shadows, love without affection, shed tears, linger, suffer too much pain, and eventually bloom and fall, but they can't escape melancholy!

People often like it for two reasons: appreciating each other or each other's blooming, similar attraction and opposing pursuit.

The enchanting figure is reflected in the forgotten river, and the sobbing of Manzhu Shahua comes from the forgotten river! Who will accompany the cold underworld? Who will break the Millennium spell?

There are no flowers on the other side, but there is love. Blooming is fate, so falling is not a disaster. Poor couple on the other side, life is like running water, but in the end they have to bear the sin of lovesickness. They have spent their whole lives, but they can't meet each other all the time.

Forget the river and keep your life. Leaves fall and flowers bloom, but you don't come back. Man Zhu Sha Hua has become the sea.

The flowers over there bloom over there, but you can't see the leaves when they bloom, and you can't see the flowers when there are leaves. Flowers and leaves don't meet, life is wrong! Never meet again! There are white flowers on the other side, also called Datura flower. The flower language is "I only think of you", the red one is called Manzhu Shahua, and the flower language is "sad memories".

This is, if Datura is cursed, it is called the other shore flower and the sister flower.

The flower on the other side-Manzhu Shahua, a big red flower, a sad flower. Flowers bloom on the other side, only flowers, no leaves. As soon as autumn comes, it blooms almost red and black rare flowers, and the whole flower on the other side looks shocking red, like fire, like blood, in full swing. Flowers that attract the soul-flowers on the other side. Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. Let her drive on this road, this dead road, to guide and comfort the soul who left the human world.

On the way to heaven, Manzhu Shahua drove to the ruins, and the eternal look back finally brought us a meeting in this life.

Flowers on the other side, flowers on the other side, no flowers, no leaves, withered flowers have disappeared, and missed love has become empty.

There are two completely different flowers on the other side of the world, one grows on the other side, and the other is born on the bank of Forgotten River. Since then, the flowers on the other side have bloomed by the forgotten river. After death, people will step on it all the way to Naihe Bridge and smell the flowers, so they will miss themselves in their previous lives. That place is as red as blood, beautiful and enchanting.

Flowers on the other side, the gentleness of the devil. Legend has it that the flower that voluntarily went to hell was sent back by many demons, but it still lingered on the road of death. The demons couldn't bear it, so they agreed to let her drive on this road to guide and comfort the souls who left the human world.

Is it a thousand-year love, or is it eternal? Flowers on the other side: flowers bloom without leaves, leaves open without flowers. I am a flower and you are a leaf. Generation after generation, I bear the curse of never meeting again. Even if we meet, we can only pass by. If we are not flowers on the other side, we must be together forever!

My mouth is full of the unique color of flowers on the other side, and the gate of hell opens for me.

Buddha said: Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side, just a mass of red, flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, just miss each other and can't meet each other.

The flower that attracts the soul-the flower on the other side' Manzhu Shahua', also known as' the flower on the other side', is the flower that only forgets the other side of the Sichuan River by the Santu River in the underworld. Flowers are as bright and red as blood, with flowers and no leaves. They are the only flowers in the underworld and the only scenery on the road to death. Its beauty is the ominous beauty of rare disaster, death and separation. It is also known as the "road of fire" because of the fiery red fire, and it is also the only scenery and color on this long yellow road.

The flowers on the other side, I don't know which one is you, but the dew on the leaves is my red yearning.

Flowers are on the other side, on the other side, reflecting a thousand heavy, quiet roads. Flowers bloom and fall, there is no life like you, and we can never bear to miss each other.

The flowers on the other side are the flowers that grow by the river of Santu. The flower is beautiful, but the moment it falls, it makes people sigh infinitely. Peanut leaves are withered, leaves are long and flowers fall. In their long life, the longest is loneliness, and the longest is missing each other.

When love dies, the coast falls. Flowers bloom here, falling flowers and falling rocks. Forgetting the river, love flows to Meng Po, leaves blossom and fall, forgetting the beauty of flowers means death.

Flowers bloom on the other side, and the soul falls into oblivion. I will not see you in my life, and my heart will be cold.

See flowers but not leaves, see leaves but not flowers. Life after life, never meet each other.

A flower on the other side found on the Internet is crimson, like a red lotus in hell.

Next to the flowers on the other side, my heart aches; Even if you hate each other, you will die with forgetting Sichuan. Under the bodhi tree, a hundred years of reincarnation; Birth, old age, illness and death are always there, and they are all fleeting.

Your heart must be harder. What you think of impermanence and impermanence is just the normal state, and you don't need to comment on the good and bad it brings. Chewing slowly and digesting quickly may make you more adapted to life.

The beauty of Manzhu Shahua is an ominous beauty of death and separation in a rare disaster. Either because its bright red color reminds people of blood, or because its bulbs are highly toxic, its image is usually associated with the concepts of "madness and blood" in general literary works.

Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side; Flowers bloom without leaves, and leaves grow without flowers; Flowers and leaves cherish each other and never meet.

When I want to leave you, I will send you a flower on the other side. May we never meet again in this life.

Flowers bloom without leaves, leaves grow without flowers, leaves grow without flowers, leaves grow without flowers, miss each other and cherish each other forever.

On the other side of Huang Zhao, flowers bloom for thousands of years. Love is not a cause and effect, and the fallen leaves come back to the roots for another thousand years.

The enchanting flowers over there are more like you, so enchanting. The white Datura flower is as bleak and pure as your eyes.

Buddha said that on the other side, there is no life and death, no pain and sorrow, no desire and desire, and it is a paradise where all sufferings are forgotten. And there is a kind of flower, beyond the three realms, not in the five elements, born on the other side of weak water, without stems and leaves, gorgeous and crimson. Buddha said, that's the flower on the other side.

Pear wine, red candle. The flower is on the other side, but it is Sichuan. The shadow of the moon is gone, and the fingertips are quicksand.

If there is a beginning and no result, I still hope to meet you, even if I finally understand that you will always bloom on the other side that I can't touch. It doesn't taste as good as it did in your life.

In my imagination, the flowers on the other side should be so cool. That kind of ice blue is clear, just like pure ice blue immersed in an ice spring. This reminds me of the legend of the flower on the other side: it is said that this flower is the flower on the other side of the Forgotten River near the Santuchuan River in the underworld.

The flowers on the other side of the building seem to have run out, and the shadows of the trees are misty. A thousand years ago, butterflies fell in love with dancing, without tears for a long time.

The flowers and leaves on the other side are gone, and generations of lovesickness, but at least I loved each other, so what if I can't be together? The distance between hearts cannot be measured by the length of time.

Flowers bloom on the other side, three generations of love. White: pale and sad. Red: enchanting and beautiful. Tell me the thrilling love of my life!

On the other side of the sky, Manzhushahua exudes bloodthirsty fragrance in the wind, which blooms in an instant and withers for thousands of years.

The beauty of Manjushahua is an ominous flower of rarity, disaster, death and separation.

The other shore is the place where you get hurt. Flowers bloom for a thousand years, and flowers fall for a thousand years. In the end, neither flowers nor leaves can keep each other for a short time. Can you regret it? The original oath was beautiful, and now I give up my eternal happiness for the promise.

The sin of silence is the foundation of beauty. Beautiful death is a flower that grows on the other side.

Man Zhu Sha Hua means, a flower in the sky. It blooms in July of the lunar calendar, which is longer than summer, but it blooms in autumn. Because spring and autumn are alternately called "the other shore", it is also called "the other shore flower", also known as Tianya flower and snake flower.

Flowers on the other side, flowers without leaves, leaves without flowers, we will never meet again after all.

The flowers on the other side are beautiful and sad. Everyone, in this life, will always miss many people. Miss love, miss friendship, miss meeting. Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers do not see leaves, leaves do not see flowers, life is wrong. However, it is not necessarily sad. How could I fall in love with you if we never met? How can I have so many regrets if I have never met? A flower and a world, a tree and a bodhi. Flowers bloom and fall, and the tide rises and falls.

I have tasted the pain of complete loss, so I can't walk out of the brink of despair all my life.

The flowers on the other side bloom at night. The red leaves all over the sky on Lanshan Mountain in Kyoto are cherry blossom branches decorated by Chun Xue. All this is beautiful and sad.

A petal shattered a prosperous period. A tear stained a dress. Flowers bloom on the other side, and I was born beside helplessness. Looking into the distance, there is a misty white cloud. I'm Manjusha Hua. I'm thinking about you, Mandalorian.

Penglai remnant stars lead, and the years lament. Forgetting the fate of the three worlds, I hope to meet you in the afterlife.

When the flowers bloom on the other side, they are only red; Flowers bloom without leaves, and leaves grow without flowers; Miss each other but can't meet each other, alone on the other side. The flowers on the other side will bloom leisurely on the other side forever; The heart of this shore is only on this shore.

When will the blurred flowers bloom all over the region?

Flowers bloom and leaves fall on earth, and the other shore is together. After several cycles, I am sad about Yinhe Bridge. Prosperity will be separated forever, no way back!

Flowers that bloom at the junction of life and death and shed blood and tears. I have broken my oath, cut off the source of my thoughts, and looked at the crimson other side lightly.

Flowers bloom on the other side, like blood-stained rainbows, and love is empty. Today is not yesterday. In retrospect, all kinds of feelings are reluctant to give up. The soup is exhausted, the long bridge is dead, and there is an afterlife. Can you find your way home?

I often like to listen to sad music and read sad words repeatedly in a quiet afternoon or a quiet night. I quietly give my heart to the sadness of this field, indulge in it, think about it, and experience another real beauty in it.

The other shore is the source of all the beauty in ancient times. Life won't come here, only after death will I know that the other party is ruthless and used up the rest of his life, but in exchange for the cursed separation from generation to generation, and how deep the persistence is, it is possible to get this wait.

Youth is your sober dream, and elegance is the burning flower on the other side.

Flowers are on the other side, blooming on the other side. Naiheqiao, what can I do?

Flowers bloom like the sea on the other side, only to find that this dazzling colorful, although heavy eyebrows, but always can not be reflected in my heart