Who has beautiful verses, what beautiful verses?

Drifting into the distance.

Written love on the water.

How many years to stay with.

Your fingertips. A scar on my heart.

It is still clearly visible today.

I'm still alive. You're talking about it forever.

Smile and cry.

Watch the loneliness blossom.

That's the sadness that everyone knows.

Long embankment.

The autumn grass has withered and turned yellow.

The last cold rain.

What a hypocritical condolence.

It's right across from me.

Standing a lost autumn.

1. The wind sang a song and woke up the sleeping earth.

2. Naughty raindrops love to dance on umbrellas.

3. The waves splashing on the bow of the boat are singing joyful songs.

4. Autumn has arrived, and the golden red fruit on the tree is smiling, and she is nodding and smiling at us.

5. The begonia fruit shakes its round little face and nods at you.

Smile. 6. The thin snow seemed to be suddenly shy, slightly revealing a little pink.

7. The red pomegranates are like the cute smiling faces of little girls, hiding among the branches.

8. There are also one or two street lights leaking in the cracks of the trees, and the listless ones are the eyes of the thirsty and sleepy.

9. The waves stretched out their arms and lifted me up violently.

10. The radio keeps talking every day, which makes the neighbors very annoying!

11. Lacewings sing low here, and crickets play the piano here.

12. Spring is still shallow, but the plum blossoms on the top of several mountains are struggling to spit out red buds.

13. The breeze blows softly, caressing my face softly.

14. The lotus flowers in the lotus pond are shyly playing.

15. Fallen leaves dance with the wind.

16. I bathe in the embrace of nature, let the soft evening breeze caress my sideburns, blowing away all depression and troubles.

17. In March, the silver pear tree that had been sleeping for a winter was awakened by the drizzle.

18. It takes off its shabby cloak and begins a new life; It greedily sucks the fresh, sweet dew of spring, and slowly grows lovely green leaves.

19. On a midsummer night, the breeze is blowing slowly, and the bright moon is chasing.

The sunset, climbing over the mountain early, hangs in the middle of the sky, and the moonlight seems to carry a coolness, driving away the residual heat left by the hot sun.

20. The spider dragged the flies around, and when the flies were exhausted, the spiders happily enjoyed the meal.

Open your windows.

Open your doors.

Let me in, let me in.

Go into your hut.

I carry a golden bouquet of flowers.

I carry the scent of the woods.

I carry light and warmth.

I was covered in dew.

Hurry up, hurry up.

Quickly lift your head from the pillow.

Open your eyelashes.

Let your eyes see my coming.

Let your hearts be like little wooden houses.

Open them for a long time closed windows.

Let me bring the bouquet, put the fragrance, put the light.

The space where warmth and dew spill over your hearts.

2. Teach me how not to want him.

Liu Bannong. There were faint clouds floating in the sky.

There's a breeze blowing on the ground, ah......

The breeze ruffled my hair.

Teach me how not to want him.

Moonlight is in love with the ocean.

The ocean is in love with the moonlight, ah......

It's a honey-like silver night.

Teach me how not to want him.

Falling flowers on the surface of the water flow slowly.

The fish at the bottom swim slowly and ......

Swallow, what are you talking about.

Teach me how not to want him.

Dead trees shook in the cold wind.

Wildfires burn in the twilight, ah......

There is still some remnants in the western sky.

Teach Shen how I don't want her.

1.I have also drifted for a long time, and in the past ten years, I have been deeply gracious, and I have been a mentor and friend in life and death. - Gu Zhenguan's "Two Golden Wisp Songs".

2.A glass of wine in the spring breeze of peach and plum, and ten years of night rain in the rivers and lakes. ——Huang Tingjian, "Sending Huang Several Returns".

3.Yellow-leaved trees in the rain, white-headed people under the lamp. - Sikong Shu "Happy Brother Lu Lun Sees the Stay".

4.The taste of the world is refreshing. - Su Shi "Huanxi Sha from Sizhou Uncle Liu Qian to Nanshan".

5.Green ant new brew wine, red clay small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? ——Bai Juyi, "Ask Liu Nineteen".

6.I have a scoop of wine to soothe the dust. ——Wei Yingwu, "Jian Luzhi".

7.The young man listened to the rain song upstairs, and the red candles were dim. In the prime of life, listening to the rain in the passenger boat, the river is wide and the clouds are low, and the broken geese are called the west wind. - Song Jiang Jie, "Poppy Beauty, Listening to the Rain".

Now listening to the rain monk's house, the temples have stars. Joys and sorrows are always ruthless. A term of step forward, drip to dawn. ——Jiang Jie, "Poppy Listening to the Rain".

8.Jun buried the mud under the spring, and I sent the world full of snow. - Bai Juyi's "Dream of Micro".

9.Straight lovesickness is useless, and melancholy is madness. ——Li Shangyin, Untitled Six Songs, No. 3

10.If you want to buy osmanthus and carry wine, it is not the same as a teenager. ——Liu Guo, "Tang Duoling, Lu Ye Manting Zhou".

FYI.

1.The shadow is sparse and the water is shallow, and the dark fragrance floats in the dusk of the moon. ——Lin Kui, "Mountain Garden Xiaomei: Part I" 2

The wind moves the curtain warmly, and the dew is slightly condensed and the pillow is cool. ——Bai Juyi, "Spring and Early Autumn, Because of the Times, and Send Li Shilang in Eastern Zhejiang" 3The pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow, and the high-rise buildings are quiet at night.

Mao Xizhen's "Bodhisattva Barbarian".

4.Dihua autumn, Xiaoxiang night, orange island scenery such as a screen painting. ——Li Xun, "Fishing Song, Dihua Autumn" 5

The dark willow is Xiao Xiao, the flying star is rising, and the night knows the autumn letter for a long time. ——Jiang Kui, "Xiangyue: Five Lakes Old Testament" 6Half a day of cool moon and cover color, a flute of wine people's hearts.

Yuan Mei "Passing through the Garden at Night to See the Master Sitting on the Moon and Playing the Flute".

7.The red clothes are in the oars, the green lights are rocking, and the meaning is slightly cool. ——Jiang Kui, "Water Dragon Yin, Late Night Guest Moves the Boat" 8

The bamboo couch sleeps and the book is scattered, and the pillow is more than one, and the heart is idle and stable. ——The Secret Story of the Small Window: The Essence of the Chapter" 9The clouds are light and the wind is high and the leaves are flying wildly, the small courtyard is cold and rainy, and the green moss is slight, and the deep boudoir is quietly covering the screen.

Gu Yi "Huanxi Sand" 10The idle dream is leisurely, and the cool breeze gives birth to the bamboo building. - Wen Tingyun, "Sending Friends in Early Autumn".

Very beautiful verse: Falling red is not a ruthless thing, turning into spring mud is more protective of flowers. ——Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems".

There are also beautiful verses:

1. Affectionate only has the spring court month, which is still a flower falling from people.

Zhang Mi's "Sender".

2, life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son.

Anonymous "The Book of Poetry, Wind Drumming".

3. If the two love for a long time, how can it be in the morning and twilight?

Qin Guan "Queqiao Immortal".

4. When do you know when you will see each other? It's hard to feel the night at this point.

Li Bai "Three Five Seven Words".

5. There are beauties, they will never forget when they see them, they will not see them for a day, and they will think like crazy.

Anonymous "Phoenix Qin Song".

6. This time I leave you, it is the wind, the rain, and the night; You smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road stretched out at both ends.

Zheng Chou gave "Farewell".

7. Enter my lovesick door, know that I am lovesick, long-term lovesickness, long-term memory, and short-term lovesickness.

Li Bai "Three Five Seven Words".

8. Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud.

Yuan Zhen's "Five Songs of Thought".

9. If you raise the dust on the road, if the concubine is turbid cement, the ups and downs are different, when will the meeting be harmonious?

Cao Zhi "Bright Moon on the High-rise Building".

10, the desolate farewell should be the same, the most invincible grievance in the moonlight.

Nalan Xingde's "Poppy Beauty".

11, Huanjun Mingzhu is in tears, hating to meet when he is not married.

Zhang's "The Song of the Lady".