Hope to adopt, thank you!
Question 2: A few degrees of lovesickness and a few degrees of heat, time flies, a gentleman who has been dreaming for a long time. Who's waiting for who? What does this mean? It's like snow. The feather that writes slowly is Gong Yan. Book fragrance makes wine, and poetry is clear; Send a message in red and pass it on; Splash ink to condense the picture of painters. Fireworks have a fleeting time, silently counting the cold in loneliness and pain, quietly enjoying youth in light singing and dancing, waiting for flowers to bloom under the eaves in front of the courtyard, sitting under the canopy of the sky and watching the clouds roll and relax. Listening to the rain on the railing, my thoughts swam in the rain and danced into butterflies. Riding a light dance filled with rain and fog, it condenses into a curtain of dreams. Such as the feelings of lotus, let the beautiful acacia break into a butterfly, dance lightly at the fingertips of the fleeting time, take a strand of homesickness, twist flowers into dreams, pick off the stars all over the sky and give a gift to explain flowers. Look at the place, eyebrows are low, and if you give gifts to each other, it doesn't hurt. The homesick sail ran aground on the windless sea. The budding heart is lost in the song of summer night. Love is hurt when you don't know the truth, the beginning and the end. You can't escape the dialogue in your heart. Holding a piece of paper, writing a poem for you, thinking about it, has been moved. An egret looking at the broken line and strolling leisurely. A wisp of lingering emotion overflows, the ancient ferry and the slender bamboo flute are playing the eternal swan song of the world of mortals. Borrow a piece of plain paper, take Mo Xiang as the word, spread the sadness between your eyebrows with the elegance of Song Ci, and beautify your earthly charm with flowers. Holding a handful of water, cutting a wisp of breeze, carrying thousands of feelings, quietly in the world, indifferent to each other. A long fragrance, such as autumn water, is intoxicating, lingering in your fingers, carrying your thoughts, waiting for the clear water and the long moon in the youthful years when the night is as cool as water and the rain is as light as cold ... ● Tonight, standing in the clouds of the sunset. Give deep and long feelings to long poems, sing the graceful beauty in songs and poems, and go boating on the water. I don't know how many lingering notes my slender soul can carry for you. I am afraid that after a few seasons, my pen and ink will gradually cool down. I don't know you, will you still ring the beautiful myth that I have been sleeping for thousands of years and play a welcome heart sound for me? Willow trees are dancing to make the wind quiet. Tears for you, the butterfly language is popular in the still night. Who is your watch, who will read your melancholy. If there is an afterlife, I will be a heartless person, drink Meng Po Tang, cross the Naihe Bridge, cut off eternal love, forget the love of the Millennium, and bury my vows on the Sansheng stone forever. In this way, can I have no nostalgia? Can you be so heartbroken? Can you be heartless? If the night is light, the dream shadow is tired of leaning on flowers. I am full of tenderness and sadness, I will be elegant, I will be full of paper customs; Twisting the moon for three minutes, it becomes a flower edge, fate is displaced, and the dust edge is abolished. Dreams are far away, but your shadow is as pale as smoke, but it is always in my distance. I use my delicate fingers to stand slim, cross the willow bank, carry a wisp of breeze, fly over the dust of a thousand years, and lie drunk with you in the fragrant painting building, in the flowers in my dream ... ● The night is very thick and the dream is too thin. Who wants to wait for whom? A long and gorgeous chapter in life, who wants to stay for whom? Fireworks can't be cut, but neither can they. Hold a handful of acacia rain, fold a missing flower, float across the chrysanthemum platform, crush autumn flowers, gather your figure with expectation, and tell me that my dream has broken my sadness, but I wonder if I can hear my faint sigh in the world of mortals? Can you feel my tired heart getting older day by day? Dance your fingers gently, cross the oblique clouds, cut out a plain clothes for your mood, and write it gently into the fleeting time with simple and faint feelings. Cut off the sunset glow, embrace a deep feeling, embrace a shallow pity, swing a graceful heart, dance in the cool breeze and bright moon, and listen to the passage of time. Looking back at the fine dust, watching the wonderful fireworks show, guarding the long stream of Shui Yuan and crossing the dust for thousands of years are all warm to you. ● Cut the candle and talk at night yesterday. Today, the horizon was broken. When is the evening? For you, I picked up the scenery all the way, sang and danced for you, gently closed my eyes, picked a petal floating in my hair, and threw a heart sound like water all the way. Miss a thousand miles of smoke, sigh and sigh, if you can monopolize the moonlight tonight, can you banish your obsession and expectation to a corner of the sea, and never be contaminated with acacia again, isolated from your concern? ● Smoke is frivolous, slender tassels dance like filar silk thoughts, and the rain is soft and indulged in the warmth of butterflies. You know, the mediastinal landscape, every time the butterfly wings move, it will open a flower. Shui Yunjian, how I want to wake up the clear water with the flowers, leaving only beautiful scenery. Even if I am silent, I am still happy. ● At dawn ... >>
Question 3: What do you mean by the breeze blowing through your heart and thinking of you several times in your dreams? Where does love go (Cai)
Woman: The breeze is soft in my heart, and it is green in the branches. Man: The flowers are blooming and the fragrance is coming.
Spring comes and goes.
Female: the night is still the same, my heart is lonely, my dreams are vague, flowers fly away, male: time flies without words,
The glitz of youth is half sorrow.
Together: a muddy dream, empty sadness, loneliness, looking back, wind and frost pain, but heartbreaking,
How many years is the height of the mountain?
Man: Where do you want to go tonight? Woman: How many times do you want to rest?
Together: love or hate,
A few times, the tears of love flow forever.
Narrator: Honey, do you know?
You are my direction when I am confused, my yearning when I am lonely, and my endless concern.
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Woman: The breeze is soft in my heart, and it is green in the branches. Man: The flowers are blooming and the fragrance is coming.
Spring comes and goes.
Female: the night is still the same, my heart is lonely, my dreams are vague, flowers fly away, male: time flies without words,
The glitz of youth is half sorrow.
Together: a muddy dream, empty sadness, loneliness, looking back, wind and frost pain, but heartbreaking,
How many years is the height of the mountain?
Man: Where do you want to go tonight? Woman: How many times do you want to rest?
Together: love or hate,
A few times, the tears of love flow forever.
Together: a muddy dream, empty sadness, loneliness, looking back, wind and frost pain, but heartbreaking,
How many years is the height of the mountain?
Where did you go back tonight, how many times did you rest,
Love or hate,
A few times, the tears of love flow forever.
Question 4: Four spring breezes are a rainy day, and several autumn rains wash the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk silently writes about the spring and autumn. The title of this poem is "A teacher's ode" * * * The ode of two teachers is four times that of the spring breeze, and several autumn rains have washed away the gap. Black hair and frost weave the sun and the moon, and chalk writes the spring and autumn without words. Before the spring is old, the silk spits, and the candle tears turn into gray and autumn is thicker. Peach and plum are sown in three thousand gardens in spring, and Qiu Lai is rich in China fruits.
Question 5: The thin waist is new, and the pulse is silent. What about poetry? Title Peach Blossom Lady Temple ① Du Mu's thin waist reveals new peaches, and her pulse rate is several degrees. What is the end of death? Poor Jingu people. Note 1. Lady Peach Blossom: Lady Ji Gu (also known as Lady Peach Blossom), the wife of the monarch in the Spring and Autumn Period. The former site of Taohua Temple is in North Taohua Cave, Hanyang County, Hubei Province. (2) This couplet summarizes the story of Lady Peach Blossom. According to Zuo Zhuan, Cai Aihou praised the beauty of Lady Peach Blossom to the lecherous king of Chu, which led the king of Chu to send troops to attack the country of extinction and bring Lady Peach Blossom into the palace of Chu. Later, he gave birth to two sons, Feng Ao and Chu. But she hasn't spoken since she entered the Chu Palace. When the King of Chu asked why, she replied, "I am a woman who works for two husbands. Even if Fu can die, how can she be ridiculous? " Pulse: silence. 3 In the end: After all, in the end. Reason: Because. Bottom line: What is this? 4 Golden Valley: The story of Green Pearl. Lvzhu was a courtesan in Shi Chong in Jin Dynasty. Shi Chong was found guilty of refusing to hand her over to Quan Xiu, so Lvzhu jumped from Jingu Bieguan and died. Comment on Poet Wu Qiao puts forward two criteria for chanting poems: one is that the ideological content should express one's intention, and the other is that artistic expression should be "hidden in intention", that is, it has implicit poetic flavor. An example he cited was Du Mu's "Sleeping Poem", that is, this poem entitled "The Lady of the Peach Blossom Temple". Because of his lust, the king of Chu sent troops to destroy the rest country and brought the beautiful lady Tao into the harem. Mrs. Peach Blossom did not rejoice because a small princess was promoted to a big princess, but succumbed to the situation, preferring to be a broken jade rather than a full one. As a weak woman, all she can do is be speechless. "The pulse was silent for several degrees." Silence all day is silence. How to evaluate Mrs. Peach Blossom's performance, Du Mu's point of view is limited affirmation, that is, although she does not lose her personality position, she is suffering. He compared the allusions of "Green Pearl falling from a building", praised the heroic Green Pearl and criticized the weak Peach Blossom Lady. The views of the ancients reflected their outlook on life, values and ethics. From the perspective of human nature, it is probably inhuman to ask weak women to "abstain from sex" once they are desperate.
Question 6: Some people talk a thousand words but end in vain, while others remain silent for a hundred years. What does that mean? Some people say a hundred words, but in the end they give up halfway, so they can't be together for a lifetime, while others are speechless and can be together until they are old.
Question 7: What do you mean by floating life? Floating life: an empty and illusory life.
After separation, time stands still, and day and night are commonplace. I don't miss it, I don't miss it, I just feel that my mind is frozen. In other words, rest, rest, rest.
Things are different, flowers are white. Suddenly found that the original time has never stopped, that is to say, "floating life has not stopped." Thank you for your adoption.
Question 8: I love you, but I am speechless. What do you mean, paranoid? My hair is blowing.
The world of mortals smiled a few times.
Tears poured down on the inkstone.
If time can stay at the moment when we first met.
What is the bustling hand?
A flashy life is fleeting.
ignorant
A cup of tea encroached on my half-life candlelight.
Vows, like dust, are taken as a souvenir.
Smile, the clouds are light and the wind is light
Broken strings and fallen flowers
Rows of acacia trees are lush.
Looking back at your third life, you will be confused for the first time.
A wisp of moss has been entangled in fiber dust for thousands of years.
I am dreaming in the clouds.
The shallow song is not over.
These precious flowers have not been folded yet.
Sing softly and watch the years weave.
Listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation.
Each is prosperous, I will draw you a prison.
Veiled face, happy sleep.
Drowning 3 thousand is just a passing sight
Looking back at R, Yiren turned back with a smile.
When can I get your smile?
R smiled and F became a dream.
No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, it is only a moment.
Turn your life upside down to love you
He and she laughed like flowers,
Cry, explain, explain the pain
Tear off the prosperity of the world, K.
Her beauty is beyond my reach.
Can you not be brave?
Smiling never hides pain, T.
Once beautiful, just once.
Behind the floating flowers, quiet inside.
Anything is ok, but love is not for sale.
Gorgeous hypocrisy under the mask of prosperity
How deep is the bottom of < @ Sugra?
▲ The flashy I clock becomes empty.
E, can't stand virtue like water, F.
What is the so-called "falling flower"? Why should we allow it to be humble? Screen name: Momo, I love this world.
Personality signature: long street fireworks. You look back with the light, the pavilion is short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.
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