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Jin Se" Li Shangyin.

Jin Se gratuitously fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian.

Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring.

There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking.

This situation can be recalled, but it was already clear at the time.

Butterfly Love Flower [Song] Ouyang Xiu.

The courtyard is a little deeper, the willows are piled up with smoke, and the curtains are not repeated.

Yule carved saddle tour smelter, the height of the building does not see Zhangtai Road.

The rain and wind are wild in March twilight, the door is covered at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring.

Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, and the red flew over the swing.

Yu Linling [Song] Liu Yong.

The chilling cicada is poignant, and it is late to the long pavilion. At the beginning of the shower, the Dumen tent had no clue, and the party was nostalgic, and the Lanzhou was urged. Holding hands and looking at each other's teary eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thinking of going, thousands of miles of smoke waves, twilight is heavy and the sky is wide.

Affectionate parting since ancient times, even more Nakan, snubbing the Qingqiu Festival. Where do you wake up tonight? The willow bank, the wind and the waning moon. This past year should be a good day and a good time. Even though there are thousands of styles, who is waiting to say it!

Fortune Operator" Song Li Zhiyi.

I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and you live at the end of the Yangtze River; Every day, I don't see you, and I drink the water of the Yangtze River.

When will this water stop? When has this hatred ended? I only hope that your heart will be like my heart, and I will live up to my love.

There are a lot, those who want to see Qin, Su Shi also has sadness, and Nalan Ci, as well as Li Qingzhao's (after the southern crossing) There are also a lot, you can go and see it

Fenghua copy is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time. So in this life, if you can't get it, you can't protect it, then I'd rather be lonely for a hundred years!

Who, by my hand, has taken me into madness for half my life;

Who, kissing my eyes, covering me for half my life;

Who, caress my face, comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow;

Who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;

Who, hold me by the shoulders, drive me to silence all my life?

Who, call my heart, cover my life.

Whosoever forsakes me, and leaves me alone for the rest of my life;

Who can know my will, so that I have no regrets in this life;

Who can help my arm, unparalleled for thousands of years;

Who, who can pour out my heart, every inch of land is just like nothing;

Who, can bury me, laugh at the vain world, and my heart is crazy.

Yi, cover my lips, dispel my past life;

Yi, take my arms, except for the frivolity of my previous life.

The hand of the son will accompany you to be crazy for a thousand lives;

Deep kiss eyes, accompany you in eternal reincarnation.

The hand of the son, you will be a lifetime of wind and frost;

The eyes of a kiss will give you a lifetime of affection.

I, take Eryu by the hand, and take everything you have in this life;

I, caressing your neck, block the wind and rain of your life.

Yu, Bangzi Qingsi, Bangzi I love for a lifetime;

giving, holding the hand of the son, going to a lifetime of love;

Was, in the name of the Father, so that you will not mourn all your life;

Zeng, the love of the pity, I wish you a safe life!

Butterfly loves flower Liu Yong.

Leaning on the dangerous building, the wind is fine, looking at the extreme spring sorrow, and the sky is gloomy. In the grass-colored smoke and afterglow, who will be willing to say anything.

I plan to get drunk with a crazy picture, and I sing about wine, and I have no taste for it. The belt gradually widened and did not regret it, and it made people haggard for Yi.

On the cross of poetry.

Dedicated to my mom in the north.

I'm nailed in. On the cross of my poetry.

To complete a parable.

In order to obey an ideal.

Sky, rivers and mountains.

Chose me and asked me to bear it.

A sacrifice that I am not up to.

So, I put my heart.

Hold it high in your hands.

That was pained and blissful.

A heart that has been pierced a thousand times.

It was because of anger and desire.

Expand and shrink your heart infinitely.

My heart. Under the projection of the gaze from various angles.

It glowed like a rainbow.

But I'm tired, Mom.

Put your hands on it. resting on my burning forehead.

I dedicated. My sad flowers.

Although it was scorned, trampled into a mud.

I dedicated. I was naïve at first.

Although it is desecrated, shrouded in a cloud of suspicion.

I stretched out my hands pure and shyly.

Plead with all who have departed.

They all turned around.

I don't hide my weakness.

Even the wobble of my black hair.

It has also become a part of the world.

Red house, old banyan tree, fishing lantern on the bay.

Words in my eyes.

Words produce sounds.

Waves surged in all directions.

In order to be moved. A heart that has not yet been touched.

But I'm tired, Mom.

Put your hands on it. resting on my burning forehead.

The sun caresses me.

Flowing on my thin shoulders.

Wind and rain erode me.

Change my childish face.

I'm nailed in. On the cross of my poetry.

Ren cheered like a chorus.

The stars fell like a rain of stars.

A condor like a damnation.

Pecking at my five organs every day.

I don't belong to myself, I belong.

The parable. That ideal.

Even if that's it.

I became a fossil.

That was my singing.

A life that has been blessed.

Closed blinds will be knocked open.

The rosewood still climbs.

Opening. I'm tired though, Mom.

Help me. Standing at the forefront of the battle line.

Yes It can be found online.

1. What makes me sad more than losing you is that you haven't worked hard to be with me.

2. Sometimes, you have to let go to understand if it's really worth it.

3. There is a person in my heart who puts it there, it is a collection, so as to fill the blank of life. The sun is far away, but there will be a sun.

4. If you really care about me enough, then you can always squeeze out time to accompany me, no excuses, no lies, no unfulfilled promises.

5. This world is very small, and we met like this. The world is big, and it's hard to say goodbye when you're separated.

6. If you care, you will think wildly, and if you don't care, you won't even think about it.

7. Sometimes doing everything for one person is not as good as others doing nothing.

8. I am who I am, what do you think I have neither need nor need.

9. A person's life is destined to meet two people, one is amazing and the other is gentle.

10. I love you so persistently, is it out of love, or unwilling.

11. Feelings are sometimes just a matter of one person. Nothing to do with anyone. To love, or not to love, can only be decided by itself.

12. Don't always talk about sadness, everyone has their own story.

13. Life is so short, why do unimportant people affect their important mood.

14. Listening to you say good night before going to bed every night is the simplest and most lasting happiness that belongs to me.

15. Is there anyone like me, who insists on a result that there is no result?

16. There must be another me in the world, doing what I want to do but dare not do.

17. After all, we appease others too well, and when it is our turn, we lose our proportion.

18. It turns out that there are some people you think are very important, if you don't contact him, he will really never contact you.

19. True love needs to wait, anyone can say they love you, but not everyone can wait for you.

20. I can't find a correct outlet to vent all the depression in my heart.

21. Anything can tie you up, but that's never my love.

22. I am not greedy, nor do I wait. I found someone who felt right and decided.

23. Love is mutual blending rather than unrequited love, and love is all kinds of flavors but not all sweetness.

24. You are my first and my last, you are everything I have from beginning to end.

25. Remember: when the pain of persistence is greater than the pain of giving up, it is time to let go.

26. There was an old city in the old days, and there were old people living in an old site in the city, humming old songs, guarding the old sunshine and waiting for desolation.

27. If I say I want to be alone and quiet, in fact, I need you more than ever.

28. You have always been hidden in the deepest part of my memory, a corner that even I can't touch.

29. A woman's greatest pride is not how outstanding her looks are, but how much her man loves her.

30. If you start to miss me, remember, it's not me who wants to leave, it's you who let go.

I have always liked you, but when you say it, I dare not admit it, I am afraid that you will leave, but I don't have the courage to try.