1. You are my unexpected third life, and I would like to be your best friend.

Second, not meeting each other doesn't mean not missing each other. Not contacting each other is just to cover up our attachment.

Third, you gave me a love letter from a phoenix pigeon. Forgive me for not loving you.

fourth, as long as you shed a tear for me, I can live for you.

5. You never know how strong the wine is until you are drunk, but you never know when you love it. Hu Shi's Dreams and Poems

VI. I can't say that I am homesick, and my heart is hard to touch.

7. I once met in the purest age, was happy in the flamboyant youth, separated in the vicissitudes of the years, and looked forward to meeting again when the dust settled, just to confirm your happiness, just to see you again with a smile, and then left indifferently. Since then, passers-by have never returned home. Only a wisp of faint fragrance is left, which is scattered in the changing spring and autumn period, with a trace of lingering, penetrating the world of mortals

Eight, the nectar and jade dew, waiting for Cheng to fall, sadly hurting the soul, picking up flowers in the evening, sighing all over the place. Standing alone under the moon, we are inseparable. Looking at the flowers with a blue lantern, a solo cold crescent moon, full of chaos, instantly blooming, lost in the throbbing mood years buried under the rain of phoenix trees, madly in love with your 3 thousand hair.

9. I have exhausted all my bullets, and I am happy and sad, and the stars are hidden and the moon is broken, and I am living in chaos. I am full of tears, and I am drunk with reflections, and I am fragrant sandalwood, including who is dying of a beautiful love. Who is remembering the aftertaste? Luo silk is cold and weak, and it plays absolute beauty, with a swaying face, and the solo music ends. Cold dreams become Yu, the mountains are picturesque, and the lofty sentiments are empty. I will write a piece of ink for you and write down the love of the world. Yuanyang playing in the water, Tsinghua ups and downs, leaning on the bar and thinking deeply, hating the morning light.

1. Iraqis wear red makeup under the moon. I don't know who hurt them. Birds are still in pairs, and they are busy singing together. But the Iraqis shed two lines of tears. Iraqi solo accompanied by moonlight, only lonely shadow * * * wandering. Lie under the willow skirt. People say that if two feelings look at each other forever. Why have a dream with you? In the play, people are heartbroken and meditate in their dreams. Ask yourself who Yuanyang is spinning for. Looking back at the lonely shadow under the moon, the fallen flowers are around me. You can enjoy Iraqi red makeup alone.

eleven, the nectar is beautiful, and when Cheng falls, he will feel sad, and he will pick up flowers in the evening, sighing that his temples are ruined. Standing alone under the moon, we are inseparable. Looking at the flowers with a blue lantern, a solo cold crescent moon, full of chaos, instantly blooming, lost in the throbbing mood years buried under the rain of phoenix trees, madly in love with your 3 thousand hair.

XII. I wish to spend the autumn with you, but I only blame you for being heartless.

XIV. Show the fragrant flowers in the pond, and the spray will be quiet in the evening and fragrant in the year. Yan's skin is thin and smoked, and the jade plate is high and luminous. The mountains and mountains are far away, the moon wavelength, and the dusk clouds and autumn shadows shine on Xiaoxiang. Drunk souls should chase the dream of Lingbo, and pay the west wind to cool this night.

Fifteenth, Los Angeles is silent, the pen is broken, the dust is dancing, the quicksand is flying, the Qinhuai is raining to cut down the melancholy, the ink is stored to warm up Ike, the moon is bright in Qin Dynasty, and it moves over the female wall, and Cangyang Jiacuo is swaying and singing. When the window blows late and the waning moon sets, stepping on the shadow means shaking the whole city, dreaming brilliantly, falling to the ground, touching the pain left by you, and unconsciously wetting the tears in the corner of your eyes.

sometimes, one kind of love really can't be used to measure another kind of love. Some love, you are not the party, you simply can't understand. Why not let it go, because we want ourselves to be happy, and love well while we can. Don't let your love wait too long, and don't let your happiness wait too long.

XVII. I'm not afraid of going to hell. What I'm afraid of is that there is no you in hell.

XVII. My wings are burned by a tear and I can't fly to heaven.

XIX. Tears drop when I return to your pearl, and I hate not meeting you before I get married.

I've tried what you want, but I still can't afford it. What I really want is that you have it, but you can never give it to me.

Twenty-one, a talented person and a beautiful woman are perfect for each other, wearing a red dress shirt, and all flowers are ashamed. The bride is newly married with a lover, with a crimson dress and a beautiful red makeup in Luo Qi.

twenty-two, once the sea was difficult for water, forever amber.

twenty-three, drunkenness knows the wine is strong, and waking up knows the dream is empty. It turns out that watching the residual flowers wither is also a kind of pain. Who buried a lifetime promise at your grave? Whose love for life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face, and it will last for a thousand years. Looking at the cherry blossoms all over the sky, sadness flows, but it can't hide the mottled time. Burned-out elegance, for whom turned into the other shore flower? Whoever caresses my hair owes me a lifetime price.

twenty-four, if you don't get it, you will never suffer from loss, you don't need to pursue the beautiful back, and you don't have to worry about the disappearance of love. There is nothing wrong with a person's paradise.

twenty-five, listen to your piano and fall in love with you. Long-distance love, solo youth.

26th, it is you who make me stop trusting anyone. Thank you.

twenty-seven, misty rain and red dust, a little bit of tears, endless worries, such as misty rain, endless sighs of love, such as red dust. Dancing on a moonlit night, it is difficult to hide the sad faces, and the feelings are deep, how can people? Light green makeup, body like a paper sign, heart as thin as cicada's wings, only faint pain and faint touch are left at the moment of regaining. Who is who? What fate should past lives have? Who and who are the fate of this life and past lives? Seek this life, where to seek the afterlife?

twenty-eight, once the beauty dies in spring, the flowers fall and people die. The still water is deep, and the song is sung; Three lives are sunny and round, and once you are sad and happy. Lights and stars, voices and songs are endless. As beautiful as a flower, like a fleeting time, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning. Dark clouds cover the moon, and no one is there. I can't tell you how lonely it is!

twenty-nine, Bodhi has no trees, and the mirror is not a platform. There is nothing originally, so where can it be contaminated with dust?

thirty, an all-consuming love butterflies fly, and Jiangshan is still a thing of the past. The adherents have grown old several times, and the wandering girl has returned to the song slowly. 1. The north wind came and couldn't blow away my thoughts of you. When the wave came back, I couldn't take away my waiting for you. After the flowers fell, you left after all.

2. The fate of dust has always been like water, so it's rare to cry. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love hurts yourself.

3. lean on the bar alone and stay cold and thin. My heart is still the same, and my tears are on my sleeves. Do you know Iraq from afar?

4. Ordinary people can't see through the mirror, but immortals are eager to see through it, and the autumn wind is rustling, and they have a long dream with you.

5. the wind is blowing, the water is full of flowers, and the bell is ringing at the corner of the cornice pavilion.

6. Give you the tenderness of the whole city, and love my half-life displacement.

7. whose love for life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep the same face, which is a thousand years.

8. The red candle * * * who is silhouetted, drinks all the cups, drinks all the time, but Fu Junxin

9. The flowers fall, the wind rises and the phoenix flies.

1. Looking back, how many laughs? Last night, hundreds of millions of people chased after the old year, but now, people have already flown away.

11. As much sorrow as sorrow, youth is not reserved for teenagers. The sun also has wonton day, so why not wait for someone to stay from the beginning.

12. Send a song to Jun, regardless of the end of the song.

13. Wedding clothes burned the world like fire, and the setting sun branded my heart like cinnabar. It is said that your eyes are full of peach blossoms, but it rains overnight.

14. The mountain is like a dream, and the beauty is like jade. If you fall in love with the beauty overnight, even if it is full of flowers, what's the harm of abandoning it? It's always worth being around.

15. Where do you wake up from the wine today? There's a breeze in Yang Liuan.

16. You gave me a love letter from a phoenix pigeon, so please forgive me for not loving you.

17. I've seen the fireworks in the world, listened to the mountains and rivers, and I've been lingering all my life. The troubled times at my fingertips are not as good as the passing years ...

18. The curtain rolls in the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

19. You look at the desert road in pairs, and your mind belongs to you.

2. If there were no flowers and moons, there would be no time to miss you.

21. I saw you in my dream, but my eyes disappeared. Sure enough, dreams can only be dreams!

22. It's a long time and a vast sea of people. I'm very lucky to meet you!

23. Those prosperous sorrows have finally passed, so please don't spoil the fun. Peace is usually for the most beautiful charm.

24. You have your clothes, I have my beauty in troubled times, you love your beautiful woman, and I love my gentleman's smile.

25. Every year, the flowers are similar, but they are in the morning and evening, and they seem to reappear yesterday, holding hands and sitting under the peach forest.

26. I hope to look back on you for a thousand years under the bodhi tree, and I will keep you safe in this life for a hundred years.

27. Disappointment and parting should be the same, and it is the most difficult to clear up grievances in the moon.

28. Past and future generations, three encounters at the beginning of Ze. Lovers are comfortable and look at each other. Pass love through the flute and echo with the piano. * * * May I live and die.

29. past lives, with similar origins. It's a long time, an all-consuming love. Bamboo grove and Jun, * * * keep flute. I wish to talk to the grave and leave the flowers.

3. However, it is a silent year, and how many beauties are lost in the hero's empty grave. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

31. Humane sea water is deep, which is not worth half of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

32. Like the sea, like the wind, like running water, accompany you with me in this life

33. Whose fingers are flowing with your delicate face?

34. it's cold, and it's cold, and it's old forever and the vicissitudes of life.

35. It's dawn, which illuminates the tears; Tears are dry, and the pillow is wandering. It's cold, and it's cold. The land is old, and the vicissitudes of the world.

36. Listen to your piano and fall in love with you. Long-distance love, solo youth.

37. Listen to the string and break the three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, oblivion, once the wind ripples. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

38. I'm still guarding you on the other side after I fade away.

39. Endless sight, wind erosion, continuous cutting, the world of mortals laughing, falling thousands of miles.

4. I'm not me. I'm not in Suzhou when you turn around and walk away.

41. the subtle clouds are clever, and the setting sun returns to dawn, and it tastes different. Tao is ordinary, idle and boring, so it is better to be old in spring.

42. The thin clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver and the Chinese are far away from darkness. On the seventh day of the autumn dew in the autumn, the meet meet, more than the world of those who are together, but the appearance husband and wife.

43. Whoever forgets each other forgets first, and turning to the motherland is the old country. I refused to play, and the shadows were amazing.

44. Looking for it, it's lonely and sad.

45. Maybe it's the marriage in the previous life or the fate of the next life. Meeting in this life only adds a fruitless grudge.

46. The night is deep, and there are many tears, true feelings, wind bursts, a love and hate, leaving many scars.

47. A prosperous page, a pen, a wisp of smoke at the front, a glimpse of clear water, a moment of drunkenness, a blade of moss and an inch of ash

48. This is what you once told me, engraved on a stone tablet. The words are still there, but people are gone. If you want to sleep under this grave, you can't bully you.

49. Just looking back at you makes me miss your days and nights.

5. At last, it covered the whole world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

51. In the bamboo forest, I grieved for you, but in later years, you gave me sorrow.

52. Always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listen to flowers and the night to sing nightmares, sing prosperity and break all the memories.

53. Even seven seas will dry up. Even Wan Li will fall apart. All kinds of where will you go in this world come and go like tides.

54. Even if we meet, we should not know, but our faces are covered with dust and our temples are frosty.

55. Drunk with the moon and fascinated with flowers, in a boudoir dream, watching the spring breeze rise at first, the pool is sad. The most beautiful ancient sentence

1. Even the seven seas will dry up. Even Wan Li will fall apart. All kinds of where will you go in this world come and go like tides.

2. Fate comes and goes, but it's only a dream, and the dream wakes up without a trace.

3. If you want to change your intoxication into sadness, you must sing a song without breaking your heart!

4. Five thousand years of dreams are endless. Can you see the poems left behind when you dream back to the Tang Dynasty? Vertical and horizontal Wan Li loves nothing, and a chord that Long song can listen to.

5. It's a silent year, and how many beauties have been lost in the hero's empty grave. There is no new chapter in the past, so it is difficult to stay in the old garden.

6. The world has changed, but my heart has not changed.

7. It's time to spend flowers, and the dust is exhausted. How much do you know?

8. One flower, one heaven, one grass, one tree, one bodhi, one earth, one Buddha, one pure land, one smile, one thought and one purity.

9. All the hustle and bustle in the world is beneficial.

1. if you don't think about it, you will never forget it.

11. Facing the sea, spring blossoms.

12. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty.

13. Guqin can set my mind, and Guzheng can intoxicate my heart; Guqin sees through the world of mortals, while Guzheng looks down on the world of mortals.

14. Guzheng is pleasing to the ear, and guqin is pleasing to the heart. Guzheng is like Hua Dan, and guqin is Tsing Yi.

15. In the autumn of the second year of Gande, Queen Zhao Hui of the Southern Tang Dynasty died of illness, and Li Yu, the queen of the Southern Tang Dynasty, was so heartbroken that she mourned for her bones and benefits, and then rose with her staff, thinking about things and people. I often sit in the upper garden and cry, and recite poems to hold it. My words are so poor and sorrowful that I cry, and my left and right sides cry

16. Guqin is a natural sound, and Kunqu is a human sound, and it is a land sound.

17. Flowers have blossomed in the mountains. Are you a mountain geek?

18. A thousand feet of flowing clouds are drunk. Who is it, drinking Alone with the Moon? Who can smile and extinguish the lights on the balcony?

19. It's better not to meet more than less.

2. He who sees through escapes into an empty door, and he who is obsessed with it kills himself in vain.

21, dust to dust, soil to soil, floating in the wind, dancing in the rain, even if we cross the same bed, it will eventually be loess.

22、。 Turn the waves of the world with both feet, and worry about the past and the present with one shoulder. Turn the waves of the world with both feet, and worry about the past and the present with one shoulder.

23. Affection is strong. How do you know that red silk is wrong? Thousands of roads lead to different joys, sorrows and sorrows. Walking through the snow, Xun Mei will stop looking back at the end of the day.

24. Say no, there are three thousand worlds and hundreds of bodhi beings. How can I just want to see you? If it is predestined friends, after this snuff hundred knots, there is only ashes, and there is no resurgence. Three feet of Zita Law, a night of moonlight, so far speechless!

22, not old, love is hard to get rid of. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

26. After a hundred nights, who will turn a green lamp into one for me, who will lean against the door and watch the fireworks for a thousand years. There are few stars at night, who holds a light for me, and who waits alone for a thousand years of loneliness by leaning against the door.

27. I will trade the world's glory for a paper book, and after reading it, I will not look back with a smile. I spread thousands of pearls all the way, and when I wake up, I belong to dust and soil.

28. Looking at your smiling face in front of me, my tears still filled the whole winter. After I turned around, I couldn't find the lost promise.

29. whose love for life and death is painted in the world of mortals? In the end, I can only keep it.