First, white tea is nothing else. I am waiting for the wind, waiting for you. Bitter wine leaves the willow, there is no wind and no moon without you.
Second, when you meet someone, there is a scenery. You miss someone, the wind is too light, you hold someone, you swim on the shore of the water, and finally you die alone.
Third, don't love the glitz of the world, don't write about the world of mortals, don't lament the desolation of the world, and don't make people sad. Look at the flowers, wait for the flowers to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.
4. If you give me a flashy one, I will make you full of flowers.
Fifth, in troubled times, it is only for you to be the best in the world; Cang shui Jia Jian, just for you to return to the battlefield to unload your armor.
6. Who wore a cassock and broke his hair? Who keeps bronze and hides flowers; Who burned his eyes and raised the sand; Who, pretending to be a show, dumped the world.
Seven, I am willing to accompany you for three lives, a pillow book for life, a cat in my arms for life, and a lover for life.
Eight, don't blow the gentle wind for a lifetime, don't miss the Anhe Bridge for a lifetime, and don't want to accompany you for a lifetime. Don't forget your promise when you come back.
Nine, you promised me to wear Chardonnay, and I promised you to be gentle. Later, it was not mine to wear hongxia, but I paid for it.
There are hundreds of beauties and millions of reds in the world, but you are my favorite.
Eleven, how many flowers fall, how many look back, everlasting and sometimes unique, an endless land of acacia.
12. Whoever dispels the smell of lovesickness, who is looking forward to the return of his lover, who is in tears, who draws Liu Yuemei's eyebrows, who complains in the song, who thinks about the reincarnation of tea, and who pays for the mistake, is heartbroken.
Thirteen, hold your hand, * * * you have a lifetime of wind and frost; Kiss your eyes and give you a lifetime of affection.
Fourteen, if I am white-haired and my face is late, will you still hold my hand gently?
I didn't know what I liked in the song at first, but I was already in the song as soon as I heard it. Now I know that the meaning of this word is only tears, but I can't see the lonely people in those years. Since you are also from the song, why do you still listen to the songs in the song? I miss you today, but I didn't see the dreamer in those days.
Sixteen, treat me half-life, let you * * * word.
Seventeen, don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.
Eighteen, your makeup, for whom. Who will stroke your eyebrows all your life? Who are your tears attractive to? Who will cure you of lovesickness? For whom does your beauty grow old? Who will do it for you? Hold hands until the end of life.
Nineteen, the flowers in the dream are all gone, and this feeling is not over, and it is unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still young.
Twenty, stroking a song, the years are quiet, and time can't bear to disturb; Laugh and accompany a person to the old age and enjoy this life.