1, you don't need to understand, just shut up.
2. Spring is old and summer is late. Autumn is gloomy. The snow in winter is very cold. Time flies, stealing red makeup, sideburns and eyebrows.
3, the princess danced, just to confuse the emperor.
4, blood, into soft fingers, in the spoony dream, another autumn.
5. Jokes at night. My beloved is back. Who wants to redeem him?
A leaf floats to the sea and lives somewhere tomorrow.
7, the most injury is not enough, lonely and quiet.
8. I only hate long hair covering my sight, and I just want to kiss your eyes again.
9, cold fragrance new dream sleep, don't worry.
10, if you don't move, the years will be fine, your heart will not move, and the wind will do nothing.
1 1, cut off thousands of emotions, leaving only one lotus root. I once thought that the lotus root had left, but now there is only one person left.
12, if the sky is affectionate and heartless, I will wait for you.
13, you are not her without beautiful long hair and gentleness. You're not. He has no familiar outline and silhouette.
14, the fisherman was drunk and no one called him.
15, the fate between us, no matter how hard we try, may just pass by regretfully.
16, life has a certain fate. When it's not over, everyone is wishful thinking. Even if there is nothing to do, the confused will be ignored, and the affectionate will be welcomed just right.
17, the time was quiet and beautiful, and I never regretted it. The trickle never happened. Prosperity is exhausted, but it is a pity.
18, deciduous leaves gather and disperse, and Western jackdaw in the west is shocked.
19, peach blossoms walked at the bottom of the fan all night, and the sleeves were full of wind and rain.
20. The coldest thing is the emperor's heart, and the roses are even more withered.
2 1, and then the beautiful hibiscus blooms in the front.
22, Acacia thousand thoughts, there is no arrangement in the world.
23. I will burn the smoke, the grievances will be scattered, and the ties will be scattered.
24. When rivers and seas condense, social unrest will eventually become soil.
25. Spend the evening in the morning and write less.
26, blue wind, temples have turned white.
27, he was fascinated by a sentence, and his thoughts on life fell to the ground.
28, red beans, bloodstained, but I still listen to the rain outside the window, the rain beat red beans.
29, strip, countless fireworks, you look back with a light.
30, the short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.
3 1, crimson lips are your point, red makeup is your point, and a young woman's heart is like glass and love is like the sea, just waiting for you.
32, twilight, hazy ink dye, shallow hand in hand v. Yun Jian, hold wheatgrass.
33. The song is melodious, the lyrics have been forgotten, and the people under the bridge are facing each other.
34. Everyone who says he doesn't want to fall in love has an impossible person in his heart.
35. In the copied pages, the words can't be forgotten, but they can still be distinguished before the cliff, and the protagonist is vaguely dead.
36. On a dreamless night, the mountains and rivers are washed, and the bright moon shines on the clear canal.
37, moss, platycodon grandiflorum four years bloom Xie.
38. Unusually, flying cranes dance drunk, full of the West Building, and the moon shadow enters the clear eyes.
39. Roland came out of the water and complained about wheat straw. Who spreads paper to trace sand into the bead curtain, who makes rouge shallow and charming, and who cooks wine and warm tea to offer sacrifices to green plums. The ashes dispersed, but the shadows faded. Who holds an umbrella to make a bridge to welcome the breeze home, say it's me.
40, looking up to the sky and worrying, how to end, the rain is like sorrow. Looking at the horizon alone, the smoke turns green, but I have no intention to look, caressing my eyebrows alone, waiting for you to look back.
4 1, the fleeting ferry, you whisper affectionately, soothing the safety in the wrinkled time. Those dancing heart flowers are graceful and restrained with fleeting flowers; The clouds of the years are rolling. I use the pen of time to write down the most beautiful encounter in my heart; I took time to take notes and remember the fragrance of my first acquaintance. Ren Nianhua is like jade, always leaving a curtain of pure water neon clouds for you in my heart.
42. Accompany you all your life, carefully fold the poems you wrote for me into Tang and Song poems, and dance out the stories that have been passed down through the ages. Carefully spread the thick ink, pave the way for me to dance with you, hold your hand and let's go together. A piece of ink, quiet reading, a gentle world of mortals, the breeze blowing, clear the eyes of missing each other. A faint scent of tea quietly passed away, and the lonely years, hand in hand, solidified the look back.
43. The world is red, and the past is like smoke. How much sadness has the years sunk? Prosperity is easy to fall, but the world is helpless. How bleak is the fleeting time? The heart is still there, and it is difficult to make a mountain alliance. Once you linger, you will never return. The sound of the piano curled up, dreaming of heartbroken time. Look at the shadows in front of the flowers. Who is Acacia? A lifetime of karma, a lifetime of love, a lifetime of sadness. Full of vicissitudes of life, incense sends thousands of miles, instant love and hate, awakening the world of mortals. A trace of scenery, a turn, endless mountains, silent water.
44. Time, what is a heavy word? There are a thousand words in my heart, and my hands are caressing the piano. I have met, such as misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. The meticulous blooming of ink lotus fills a heart. But now the past is still there, and wheatgrass has no rest. But the branches in April can no longer be given rouge and water color, and some precious flowers have been picked up and withered in the polishing of time. Maybe time always flies, I just want to feel at ease.
45. I hope to pick up a pure white warm fragrance like gardenia in the golden years. If Yao sleeve dances with streamers, I will sing a soft farewell song for you on the shallow steps of the quiet misty rain platform ... Now, walking on lonely paper, the little scarlet letter of the wild goose becomes more and more desolate under the dim light of the red candle shadow. I tried my plum makeup skillfully. Maybe my constant yearning for many years is only dancing in your dreams.
46. Water, like a person's eyes, exhausts the inside information of moonlight and produces a kind of sadness. Pieces of flying flowers, like who fell, read all the joys and sorrows of the world of mortals, as a music. The woman watching the water brushed away the pear blossoms, bathed in the rain between drinks and words, and waited for Mo Lian in bloom in the ten-mile lotus pond. Now she is sitting in the clear autumn of Haitang Danyue, but she still hasn't waited for her return, embroidering acacia with her and painting her hair together.
47, a world of mortals, Qian Fan fell in love with a dream, to whom? Whose flute echoes in whose years? Whose footsteps linger in whose heart? How much lingering, who looks through the autumn water for whom? The world of mortals is like a dream, whose life has been subverted? A song written by a prime minister. Who changed it? How many seas run dry and rocks crumble? Things have changed. How many pairs of Qi Fei, now empty. The glitz is gone, shallow and romantic, but it's a pity that time has thrown people away.
48. Beautiful women came to the ancient city, and they were peerless and independent. A smile flooded into the city and a smile entered the country.
He is surrounded by picturesque mountains and rivers, but he is willing to shelter her from the wind and rain.
50, broken flowers, like intoxicating laughter.
5 1, how can we meet? Love seems heartless.
52. willfulness? I'm willing to let you run wild.
53, pen drops of ink, full of Kong Yu wind.
54. You turn around and I'll go downstairs. I just want to ask you, if I turn around, are you still there?
55. The Wuxia Gorge of the Three Gorges in Badong is long, and the ape sings three tears.
56, this year, is do or die. I had to sing softly and watch 30,000 matches against Iraq.
57. Your eyes are like peonies, but they can't bloom as enchanting as peonies.
58, bloom, face-lifting.
59. Overlooking me on the boat, there was a drop of ink.
60, beauty gaunt, don't laugh at the peach blossom drunk, a river spring water stranded for you, but it is Qi Mei's case, in the end, it is difficult to understand.
6 1, lead a drunken life, cherish the beauty, and never leave together.
62. Absent-minded people who are illuminated by the lamp have a crooked smile.
63. After the nine songs and eighteen turns, I was born again, seeking blue.
64. Growing up is a moment of looking back at the sinking, telling that the years have chosen to rely on trees to remember.
65. The ending is far away, and no one expected it.
66. May the soul reach the end of the memory, may the clothes be colorful and the years be calm.
67, drunk and forgotten, why bother; Pity the silent night, and the sparse words are desolate. We have known each other for thousands of years and love each other in this life; If you can't move, you will have a lot of worries, and tears will flow first. On a young night, string your warm words together and fold them into Tang and Song Dynasties, laying a good foundation for tonight's writing. A kind of love can only be sent in a distant dream, and I, as a butterfly in a dream, dance in the slender moonlight, waiting for the moment of dawn.
68. I am old enough to fall in love, but I am actually falling in love with myself.
69. What is love in the world? However, it was love at first sight. In the long run, people fall in love with each other, are willing to meet, and it is hard to join hands, which proves that the world is perfect.
70, nectar and dew, waiting for autumn, hurting the sad soul, picking flowers at dusk, sighing and breaking the temple. Standing alone under the moon, we were inseparable. A blue lamp to see flowers, a cold crescent moon ensemble, full of chaos, instant fragrance, lost in the rain of phoenix trees, throbbing with patterns, madly in love with your 3,000 hair.
7 1, now the pen, now the disabled body, is so dull, so unbearable. That's all, no matter how beautiful the story is, it can't stand the fleeting time. Everything happens for a reason, and everything becomes fate. Why don't you walk away like my Buddha and find a bluestone under the bodhi tree to laugh at your heart? Destiny takes a hand, everything goes with fate. Deep-rooted, still in my heart.
72. I don't know who fell in love with mulberry wine. Color is tender than cold paste, and fragrance and dew are the same forever. Ten thousand supports a bucket and sends Xiaoxiang's old friends far away.
73. The little girl failed to find a husband to talk about the rest of her life.
74. Among the three thousand peach blossoms, which one is your destiny? A thousand years later, a exhausted love suddenly looks back. Where is it?
75. Have a bowl of Mengpo soup and forget the grievances of past lives.
76. The little girl was incompetent and failed to please her son. She wanted to kill the man, but because her son liked it, she protected her with her life.
77. I told Xiao Han about my intention to get rid of the injury.
78, making friends is shallow, the ink will last for a long time, leaving the old road behind, and the return of love is not as cool as the wind.
79. Who can remember that it was early spring, and you knew your smile.
80. One mountain, one water and one hut, one person is single-minded and eternal.
8 1, five horses with flowers and thousands of gold fur, hand-delivered to teenagers for good wine, which will be sold for generations. All the joys and sorrows of human fireworks will be remembered by the sun, the moon and the stars.
82. In the bleak scene, there is your most beautiful shadow. Elegance means quicksand and old age.
83. Read more than a thousand lines of poetry and hundreds of classic volumes. Pen and ink articles and books are vast, but no one appreciates them.
84. The Iraqi people are languishing and waiting for their loved ones to return.
85. I once wanted to go on a trip, but I lost to my laziness. I also thought about loving someone wholeheartedly, but it was fruitless.
86. I love you Three lines are too long and life is too short.
87. Choose carefully and take every step after choosing.
88, a parking space, a car drove away and soon came in, holding a rectangular style, and stopped like this.
89, point cinnabar, cover the world, but always, a bustling.
90, the body of the third generation Xu Sansheng, helpless in the bridge!
9 1, why use dignity to keep a change of heart. Love or affection.
92. Silence is your best protagonist. Delete the memory and promise not to cry this time.
93. Who would have thought not to sing? Who can starve? When I was in Japan, I should be a family, and I won't remember the bottom. From meeting to parting. Leaves and branches abandon each other, looking back and meeting each other. But watching the flowers fall on the hedge, I can't see the Iraqi people holding flowers. Frown low, green horses crow. After crossing the bridge several times, the smoke asked the return date. Stand back and don't leave each other.
I don't know my memory of this world, but I know who knows how warm and cold it is. When I calm down, I will come back to you. Two people with an umbrella, * * * drunk Jiangnan.