2, the night is cool, my thoughts are confused, my heart is broken, and my dreams are shocking.
3. Only spring knows who is the golden times of Qiao Yue Garden and the degree of locking the window to Zhuhu.
The person in the picture is very young, but the center of the hole is getting old. If you ask why, it is good to miss people at the age of 2008.
5, travel all over the country, through the four seasons, poor and helpless prodigal son, sad and crying.
6, the dream is full of flowers, and the concubine is good; The strings of learning the piano in the pavilion are broken, which is endless and desolate.
7, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain and sticky.
8, endless acacia blood and tears for red beans, can't finish the spring Liu Chunhua full of paintings.
9, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, red flies over the swing.
10, self-pity, Qiu Shui, you must pity me and you.
1 1. How much free time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
1 1. In the past, glitz covered my eyes. Today, I miss my old friend and can only see his face humiliated and wake up before my dream is shattered.
12, freehand sketch, splashing ink and lightly painting mountains and rivers, meaning to accompany beauty and perform picture-in-picture in the mirror.
13. Listen to the river crying when the heartache keeps flowing.
14, a flower and a grass, see the carver clearly. A tree and a bird were carved into a dusk. A heart and hands record the wood grain of life.
15, there are still tears on silent lips.
16, drunk green harp, wish you a new pillow, full of flowers at night. Numerous crisp pipes have blown Jin Ping's dream of spring away. Only weeping willows, not swinging over the wall.
17, if two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it sooner or later?
18, drunk, looking at the sword, dreaming back to the corner. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to cross the Great Wall, and autumn soldiers on the battlefield.
19, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance.
20, thinking about Yiru Xihe, delicate hands, when who is sleeping!
2 1, flowers are sad, tears are buried, tears hold hands, flowers wither.
22. It took a long time to meet her, but it took longer to break up, drunk without wine, smiling and affectionate? Ruthless? Why don't you stop feeling, break your soul and stop eating fireworks?
23. Jun Ma Rufeng, whipping out of Wei Qiao, bowing and sweating the moon, inserting feathers and arrogance, removing stars and covering the canopy, clearing the fog in Christina and painting the pavilion successfully. Only Huo Puyao.
24. Mu Jun will not rest in peace until he dies.
25, Xiao Yuefeng falls, and the autumn moon is frost-free. Frost suppresses white hair and measures human sorrow.
26, dreams are broken, thousands of cups are drunk, flowers are broken, and the moon is broken. Who shed tears happily in the dream? Paint Zhu Yan by grinding powder, and make the best of human joys and sorrows.
27, rouge chrysanthemum tearful, beautiful girl named Cai Yun. Go forward and hold hands, hoping to have fun elsewhere.
28. The war can't stop, and neither can the study. As long as you fight bravely and promise, you will win!
29. Where there are plenty of herbs in the sea, why unrequited love for a flower? Besides, the quality is not much, and the quality is not good.
30. I remember I once owned you.
3 1, people don't know where to go, but peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
32, ~ blood painting ~ How can I compare with a little cinnabar between your eyebrows?
33. My heart turns to the moon, and the moon shines on the ditch.
34. People feel sentimental and thin, but now they are really not sentimental.
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