What does it mean to go to Lanzhou, Yuanya Red Mansion?

took a flat boat and left, gradually moving away, but I still couldn't let go of the Red Mansion in my heart (or because of the people in the Red Mansion).

The Buddha said: All hair is fate! The chance encounter, looking back, is destined for each other's lives, just for the moment when their eyes meet.

The poem is written by Chanjuan, and the lyrics are Qiulian. Joy banyan tree, the fragrance of books. The fragrant plum is exhausted, and the two are in love. Xie poems are evidence, music is the medium, and words are the fate.

Faint green bamboo, veined red lotus. Deep courtyard, full of charm. Hand in hand before flowers, autumn waves hold each other. The love in the eyes of the Tao, the love in the language, the edge of the language.

You say: The edge is the crystal snow of Gaoshi in the mountains, and the lonely forest of immortals outside the world. I said:

The fate is that everyone is looking for her, but the person is in the lamplight. You say, "Even if the two are happy, they still can't escape fate."

I said: The fate is helpless, the flowers fall, and the familiar swallow returns.

The morning bell and the dusk drum are moving, and the sun is moving. Afraid of leaning on the window, alone on the hook string.

Go to Lanzhou, far also Red Mansion.

Timid and cold, Luo sleeves are light. Flowers bloom in dreams, and the moon is hidden in the mountains. The passing of the Chinese years, chasing the waves. If there is light and shadow, it is too uncertain and too hurried.

Camel said: The fate is the joy and sorrow are always ruthless, and the window is drip until dawn. Fate is endless longing. And I, standing proudly in the desert, quietly watched its origin and extinction.

The Buddha said: What everyone sees and encounters has been arranged in advance, and everything is fate. Fate originates and dies, fate gathers and disperses, everything is providential.

Leaving again and again, or the Lan Boat to send each other, looking back again and again is still the Red Mansion, yesterday all kinds of nostalgia are not endless, and now the lonely tree folds Liu Qing and gifts.

The Buddha said: All hair is fate! The chance encounter with the shed, looking back, is destined to be the life of the ruler, just for the moment when the eyes meet.

The poem is written by Chanjuan, and the lyrics are Qiu Peiyou Gao Lian. Joy banyan tree, the fragrance of books. The fragrant plum is exhausted, and the two are in love. Xie poems are evidence, music is the medium, and words are the fate.

Faint green bamboo, veined red lotus. Deep courtyard, full of charm. Hand in hand before flowers, autumn waves hold each other. The love in the eyes of the Tao, the love in the language, the edge of the language.

You say: The edge is the crystal snow of Gaoshi in the mountains, and the lonely forest of immortals outside the world. I said:

The fate is that everyone is looking for her, but the person is in the lamplight. You say, "Even if the two are happy, they still can't escape fate."

I said: The fate is helpless, the flowers fall, and the familiar swallow returns.

The morning bell and the dusk drum are moving, and the sun is moving. Afraid of leaning on the window, alone on the hook string. Go to Lanzhou, far away also Red Mansion, timid and cold, Luo sleeves light fur. Flowers bloom in dreams, and the moon is hidden in the mountains. The passing of the Chinese years, chasing the waves. If there is light and shadow, it is too uncertain and too hurried.

Camel said: The fate is the joy and sorrow are always ruthless, and the window is drip until dawn. Fate is endless longing. And I, standing proudly in the desert, quietly watched its origin and extinction.

The Buddha said: What everyone sees and encounters has been arranged in advance, and everything is fate. Fate originates and dies, fate gathers and disperses, everything is providential.

The Buddha said: All hair is fate! The chance encounter, looking back suddenly, is destined to point to each other's lives, just for the moment when the eyes meet.

The poem is written by Chanjuan, and the lyrics are Qiulian. Joy banyan tree, the fragrance of books. The fragrant plum is exhausted, and the two are in love. Xie poems are evidence, music is the medium, and words are the fate.

Faint green bamboo, veined red lotus. Deep courtyard, full of charm. Hand in hand before flowers, autumn waves hold each other. The love in the eyes of the Tao, the love in the language, the edge of the language.

You say: The edge is the cave with the crystal snow of the high priests in the mountains, and the lonely forest of the fairy Shu outside the world.

I said, "The fate is that the crowd is looking for her, but the man is in the lamplight."

You say, "Even if the two are happy, they still can't escape fate."

I trembled and said: The fate is helpless The flowers have fallen, and the familiar Yan has returned.

The morning bell and the dusk drum are moving, and the sun is moving. Afraid of leaning on the window, alone on the hook string. Go to Lanzhou, far away also Red Mansion, timid and cold, Luo sleeves light fur.

Flowers bloom in dreams, and the moon is hidden in the mountains. The passing of the Chinese years, chasing the waves. If there is light and shadow, it is too uncertain and too hurried.

I said: The fate is always ruthless with joys and sorrows, and a little bit in front of the window until dawn. Fate is endless longing. And I, standing proudly in the desert, quietly watched its origin and extinction.

The Buddha said: What everyone sees and encounters has been arranged in advance, and everything is fate. Fate originates and dies, fate gathers and disperses, everything is providential.

That's right, fate is not in a hurry, it belongs to your fate, it will come to you at the right time, so always say a word, people can't earn their lives, fate in the sky belongs to you will come little by little, you can't escape, it doesn't belong to you, you can't fight for it, and finally upset yourself, and then you think it's yours and will leave yours, so just let it be, fate is good to treat, get along well, fate doesn't come to be yourself, It's good to make yourself the best.

To be able to meet, it is fate.

To be able to have it, that is fate.

To be able to cherish it, that is fate.

There are three fates, that is, fate.

Fate is an opportunity, and it cannot be rushed.

It is necessary to rely on one's own efforts and strive for it.

It's not that you can't be in a hurry, but you have to fight for it, you sit at home and wait for fate to knock on the door? That's not realistic, man.

With a slight smile, I'm happy to answer for you.

Maybe time is the best antidote, or it may be the most poisonous chronic poison, there is no banquet in the world, those who will leave will always leave, and those who will come will come, since the past has passed, why bother with each other, can't forget, miss it.

Don't try to try to get it back, let it leave quietly, you have to believe that it is gone, and it can't take everything with you.

Try to look a little further and you'll find out.

The world is still the same beautiful, maybe happiness is all around you.

Grasp the present, don't recall the past, don't look forward to the future, as long as you can grasp today, I'm happy!

Come out and take that hurt.

Forever buried in the depths of the soul, let it become the past, let it become the past, take time as the best antidote, take it! Go and follow.

Happiness that truly belongs to you!

You have to believe that there is always a corner that is truly yours.

Those passers-by. Forget about it!

Friend, I wish you happiness!

As long as you do what I say and think, time can be real.

Be the best antidote to dilute everything.

Hope you can adopt, thanks!

I'll teach you the eight methods.

1 If you are a woman.

You can cry. Crying and crying.

I don't want to cry when I'm done crying.

2. You can drink alcohol.

I'm going to get drunk. Drink every day until you want to be sober.

3 If you have nothing to do.

Or because of a breakup, you don't want to do things.

Then you run.

Keep running. I'm tired of running, and I'm going home.

Take a shower and sleep.

4. If so, you won't forget it.

Then you leave the city where he is.

Go to another place you haven't been.

You can be working.

It can also be tourism.

When you arrive in a new environment, you just think about how to survive.

Maybe you still miss him when you're lonely.

But it's good after a long time.

5. Find a new person.

Start a new romance.

The best way to get to a scar is to fall in love next time.

6. Find a friend.

Be your trash can.

Wait for what you say you don't want to make a statement about.

Then it hurts you.

Already in mitigation.

7 ** numbers.

The addresses have changed.

Throw away everything about him.

Start anew. 8. Love yourself.

Love yourself to know.

You are the most amazing in this world.

Friends, there is nothing like the best medicine for falling out of love.

If none of the above can help you.

Then wait for the time.

Time is the best medicine.

Trust me. Everything will pass.

There will always be rainy days.

Then you'll have to wait.

Waiting for the dark clouds to pass.

So is it still far back on a sunny day?

There's no way that no one has such a cut.

Come on, that's how I got here.

Don't take your life for someone you don't deserve.

It's not worth it.

Time to forget. Or looking for one.

This shows that the things you want to forget have a bit of an unforgettable impact on you, so you want to forget, so the more you want to forget, the more you can't forget. That, there are many things in the world that cannot be explained, especially emotional problems, which are even more confusing, whether it is experts or ordinary people, they say that it is still messy if they don't clean it up. It's up to you to untie the knot, and it is said that time is the best medicine for forgetting, but there is actually some truth to it.

It is recommended that you try it like this: firstly, if you don't consciously think about those things, let yourself think about it seriously, although you can't think of a reason, but you calm down and think about it seriously, your mind will feel numb to the past in a certain period of time, secondly, find more meaningful things for yourself to do, and indifferent to the memories of the past through continuous work, and then, communicate with your friends as necessary to release your body and mind as much as possible, and believe that after a period of time, you will devote yourself to a new life.

Forgetting a person either takes time or a new love.

Go with the flow and don't put too much pressure on yourself. As long as everything is business as usual, even if you are not used to it, keep going.

Hello! Hear it! Time can forget everything! But I don't think so. Time can only dilute things! But don't forget! More or less will remember some....So one cannot forget one. If you think it makes sense, please adopt it.

Hello! Why forget, maybe you cry unspeakably, but forgetting is a very painful thing to do. In fact, it doesn't hurt to think about it from another angle, wouldn't it be better to put him down!

Only when you meet someone who likes you and you don't like it, can you feel the person you like, think that you like him so much, and he doesn't care at all, how uncomfortable it is, give up on him, and you can be liberated.

Everything has to be looked at, really, don't waste feelings for what you have lost, it is basically impossible for people to fall in love only once in this life, the past is a lesson, you have to learn to forget the past, make yourself happy, and be good to yourself.

Cut off all contact, delete everything related to him Nanguan, make yourself busy, and live a few months instead of thinking so.

Delete **, delete QQ, throw away everything that reminds you of him, it's best to change the environment, try not to think about it, more than parents, friends get along, and slowly forget....

If you are happy, you will not be lonely, you will be lonely when you miss it, and you will face life with a calm heart, and you will remember that the depths of your memory are so calm and beautiful, and it will become the pillar of the spirit of life, which is better than a monotonous life.

Start a new relationship, of course, this person should match your taste, and slowly you will forget about the previous one.

It's impossible to forget it all. Let's say you walk forward one day on a road with your head down. Accidentally hit a telephone pole. In the future, when you walk past here, you'll remember that there is a telephone pole in this place, so you won't be bumping into it.

Time will fade away, do what you like and are interested in! Try not to think about the past. Go out more and meet friends!

Slowly think back to those good memories, don't appear where there is him, even if there is no shadow of him in your current life, if there is his appearance in your good memories, avoid it. If you have to have him, you must meditate in your heart every day that there has never been such a person in my life, and remember, the words of the meditation cannot appear his name, address and other private information, the more times the better.

We were so young that we didn't know that the time would be so long, long enough for me to forget about you, enough for me to like someone again, just like I liked you in the first place. It's a very simple paragraph, it doesn't need anything, it's just time, it's not remembered, it's not forgotten, it's not an oath, it's not a promise, it's not a sea of dry rocks, it's not unforgettable, some have it, it's not enough to forget, it's easier to forget than to remember.

It's hard to forget a person, only let time dilute the other person's place in your heart, put it in the deepest part of your heart.

Nothing is impossible, and after the heartache, everything is over.

It takes time to forget a person. But some people want to forget who it takes a long, long time. Some of them have forgotten but can't put them down.