1. The lonely ancient palace, the palace flowers are lonely and red

2. The place where the smokey willow breaks the heart, the ink painting is refreshing.

3. Thinking of the southern country, the love returns to the warm embrace, the red beans are engraved in your heart, and there is no such thing

4. The moment when the Zixia fairy cuts out the reed marsh, it cuts through The throbbing that had been silent for thousands of years.

5. Withering is the most real thing, and blooming is just a thing of the past.

6. I don’t know my heart is sad on a moonlit night.

7. Quietly, listen to the sound of the moonlight, gradually pulling me away.

8. A trace of indifference, abandoning my feelings.

9. The beautiful scenery in the sky is empty, the pine forest, stone island and red maple leaves

10. If the dead flowers can also connect to the other shore, there will be no lingering feelings thousands of feet away.

11. With beautiful dance steps, frustration and rosemary are trampled step by step until they are crushed to pieces.

12. Passing by dust, passing by tears become love.

13. Suddenly I lost my flying companion, and my heart was broken by the cold moon.

14. I sigh silently at how fragrant the past was, and I only hate that the present brings old sorrow.

15. Memories are in full bloom, but today is in decline.

16. However, love is still on my brows, and it still stays when it wants to leave. To whom do I send my thoughts?

17. When the wind blows and the clouds fall, even without the guidance of light, you can lower your eyebrows and not feel lonely.

18. Blush, emerald, deep red, supporting a bright and warm clear sky.

19. Light years of loneliness, the long loneliness drowns my sadness.

20. The sun is melting with gold, and the frost is dew at dawn.

21. The shower is in a different place late at night, picking up sadness and half-wiping it red.

22. The cherry blossoms have faded under the continuous spring rain, and the face is no longer worried.

23. The last glimmer of the setting sun sets, and the sky gradually darkens. In the south of the sky, whose hopes are gone with the wind.

24. Reminiscing about the past, I cherish it; looking at the present, it is as light as the breeze!

25. The days of chasing and laughing in my childhood flow like clouds and flowing water in the journey of my life.

26. A secret song tells the story of all kinds of love, hate and sorrow in half a life; a word breaks the heart and soul, and this life is determined to stand in the wind.

27. A few smiles, as gentle as water

28. The trail of fallen leaves is silent, only the pain is left to follow desperately.

29. The tired dark circles seem to be flaunting a period of silence and our years.

30. There is a single shadow branch, and the slanted figure looks lonely.

31. Breathing lazily all your scent in the air

32. Outside the world, all the plots between us are let go.

33. There is only the moon in the spring garden, which is like a falling flower for someone who has left.

34. Looking down to peek at the flowing years, sometimes happy, sometimes lonely, sometimes with mixed feelings, sometimes in tears. Full face.

35. Spreading in my dreams at night, covering all my helplessness

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37. Today Under the setting sun, quietly drink a cup of afternoon tea, recall our past, and greedily absorb the taste of the sun

38. You do art, and I do you. This is called in-depth art.

39. If the fireworks are not beautiful, who will be crazy about them? If the fireworks are not beautiful, who will be crazy about them?

40. Who knows who appears in the dream, sinking and floating

41. There is always a light blue sadness that makes my heart get lost, and there are always complicated emotions. Sky

42. The prosperity has disappeared, things have changed, but how long has passed

43. The Eiffel Tower in Paris has been raining, and the traces have gradually faded

44. The sunshine finally passed through the wall of the heart.

45. Close your eyes and sigh, feeling the smell that once belonged to me. My heart hurts

46. Under the rainbow, there are still our bright smiles

47. The snow blew away our little love poems that we had nothing to say.

48. My song is lingering in the moon, my dancing shadows are messy

49. The past is sad and beautiful, but the fate is shallow