Second, the war cried a lot of new ghosts, and the old man was alone.
Third, you see, the flowers have sprouted, and pink is all over the hillside. White clouds, swaying soft light, warm and charming. Before the Iraqis got drunk in the pavilion, their thoughts were graceful, like flowers flying catkins, and vanished like a classical woman in the water. Standing on the other side, waiting for the feast and expecting a good date. However, hide your departure, go through rebirth, be quiet, stay away from the world, and wait for God's attachment.
Fourth, I gradually feel that all the days that I can't go back have a reason, and all the people who can't come back have a reason.
Five, hold your hand, * * * you have a lifetime of wind and frost, kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
Six, wake up like a lifetime ago, two eyebrows, acacia dye.
Seven, look at the fleeting time, speechless, this scene is, after all, I failed you.
Eight, one day, the power is in hand, killing all the dogs that failed me in the world.
9. May you be less hurt when you are stubborn, and may things be different when you wake up.
Ten, life desire, one is willing to know all the good people in the world, the other is willing to read all the good books in the world, and the third is willing to see all the good scenery in the world.
Eleven, who is holding my hand and gathering my half-life madness?
Twelve, if you are surprised, if you are graceful, Youlong, glory Qiuju, Song Chun, Hua Mao. Beards and beards are as light as Yun Zheyue, and they float like snow with the wind. Looking from a distance, if the sunrise rises; If you are forced to check it, it will burn like a wave.
Thirteen, those who go are sparse, and those who come are close. Looking straight outside Guo's door, I saw the mountains. The ancient tomb plows the fields, and the pine and cypress destroy the wages. I hate many poplars in Taiwan, and I am worried about killing people. Thinking about going home, I want to go home for no reason.
Fourteen, the scrolls and scrolls are full of ink, showing the past, the old springs and old waters are wrinkled, and the cold moon shadows are half-star.
Fifteen, there are strange trees in the court, and the green leaves are full of flowers. Climbing a pole and folding its glory will be a legacy. The incense is full of sleeves, and the road is long. This thing is expensive, but it feels different from then.
Sixteen, I know that you are the most beautiful encounter in my life, and the mediastinum separates the ends of the earth. A word of acquaintance seems to be a long time; But whenever we talked, we cherished each other silently. You say that I am the most beautiful fairy tale in your life, and my gentleness enriches your legend; I said, I would like to win a heart and stay together forever.
Seventeen, willing to pay, are all psychopaths who watch too many TV dramas.
Eighteen years old, destined to change my life, only a hundred years later, when that flower blooms.
Nineteen, you say why you want to help each other, but you don't know when someone turns around. I promised not to love you anymore, but I forgot to promise myself.
20. I drifted south with the breeze. I see the river flowing north, but I don't know everything in the world, but I don't know as well as you.
Twenty-one, beauty is far away, lovesickness is bitter, and it is difficult to pay. Ten years of love and a hundred years of crossing, don't cut acacia, can't bear to care!
Twenty-two, don't refuse to say that beautiful oath because it may change, and don't dare to ask for a heart-to-heart meeting because it may be separated.
Twenty-three, he said that the so-called acquaintance was only a period of time, when he treated you with death and you treated him with white bones and yellow sand. Years later, he didn't even leave a goodbye.
Sooner or later, you will let people see your true colors.
Twenty-five, I wrote picturesque scenery for you, but you let me waste my life.
Twenty-six, after waiting for a thousand years, it is enough for me to see you look back and smile.
Twenty-seven, young man, I am born arrogant, how can I surrender easily.
I won't go back to the moon until you get drunk after drinking Huajian wine.
Twenty-nine, Aishang Quotations: Send a song to Jun, don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.
Thirty, if you are on earth, you will accompany your mother to earth.
Thirty-one, peach trees are planted in the heart, and peach blossoms are reflected in the burning. I am willing to bury you here, and I will worry about it.
Thirty-two, if I am white-haired and my face is dying, will you still hold my hand gently?
Thirty-three, I have suffered all my life, I have suffered all my life. Dumped the world and prospered.
Thirty-four, even if you cook wine and talk about tea for a long time, in the end, it is deceptive to wash away the lead. Even if the bamboo forest lives in seclusion, it will not be forgotten. In the end, laughing at the world of mortals is just a lonely goose in autumn. Even if it is a long and colorful three-book pen and ink, in the end, the prosperity fades but leaves the heart. Even if you travel all over the world, you will eventually meet and become enemies, but you will never meet again. Even if it is five glasses of turbid wine with white hair, it will eventually turn into a song, and I will look at the moon alone. Even if it is a six-foot sword, in the end, the dispute over floating smoke is only a half-life desolation. Even if the seven stars hang upside down on the battlefield, the iron horse will only be an empty dream in the end. Even if it is an ambush on all sides, in the end, prosperity is no longer, only the world of mortals. Even if it is a series of Enemy at the Gates's nine songs, the Sixth Army will not send them in the end, but they will be infatuated with doomed love. Even if you are in the world for ten years, in the end, Shao Hua will always be lonely.
Thirty-five, sadness flows, but can't hide the mottled years.
Thirty-six times, the adherents shed tears in Chen Hu, looking forward to another year of South Wang Shi.
Thirty-seven, the clouds pass the bright moon and become a building view, and the night covers the flowers and the moon. Dream for ten years, and you will live forever.
Thirty-eight, when you say forever, it is the stillness of the heartbeat.