2, empty memories, disturbing lingering. The smile is gone, and Qian Qian is absolutely lonely. String, thinking about China.
3, mandarin duck, waist drop, ring mandarin duck wants to fly, tears away. Wedding wine, red candle flow, lotus wine before the account, to be two white heads.
The moon on the horizon is silver, and the snowflakes are falling, clear and bright. The wind is fine and the rain is confused. I just hope there is no sadness in this life.
5, raise a glass to eliminate thousands of cups, a flowing water, a breeze. Xiaoyun in the smoke cage, I miss my heart several times, and I am in a trance. I was in a good mood yesterday. The dream is full of tears, fragrant clouds, a dress and a tired face. Trees surround the moon, crows surprise things, when will we meet again?
6. Love from generation to generation and never forget it every year.
7. I cut flowers all night. It's full of you. I've been painting my face all night. Eyebrows and eyes are thinking about you shallowly.
8. Summer night. Little by little. "Summer breeze is always the most comfortable. Warm and cold. " "But it will be very cold if it is windy in Changbai Mountain." I am here, by your side, and I will wait for you outside for ten years. You are in the door, beside me. Will you remember being in the door for ten years? I believe you will. I love you, Zhang Qiling!
9, victory is happy, failure is calm. Huang Feng prison
10 We went back to the place called Jiangnan. The peach blossom rain in March polished the overlapping new green of the ancient temple, and golden carp were raised in the ripples of the ink rain. In Yang Liuzhi in April, we returned to the place called Jiangnan, which aroused the fragrance of rice seedlings. The silhouette of swallows vividly touched the dark soil. We went back to a place called Jiangnan, where we had a youth trip in May and traveled all over the banks of the green mark barge. The sound of hooves clamored for the lush New Year. -Claw "Let's go back to that place called Jiangnan."
1 1, a completely consumed love, full of love in youth. When cherry is red, streamers can easily throw people off. Whose home is a few drops of tears, sigh a few home tears cold. Don't wait for the pipa to sob. Junior Blue is not a frivolous world tour. It is snowing outside the Great Wall. Wait in red. The world is full of clouds, and generations sigh. Sword, light and shadow are singing. Walking through the half-closed door, Moss fell to the ground and became a sharp sword. It is impossible to lament who is whose fate. Walk three feet, just waiting for your reincarnation, the day has passed, and you can't see your return in the sunset. The old tree is dead, and the crow is still waiting. ...
12, the flowers on the other side bloom, but the river bridge is empty, and the grass is sad and heartbroken.
13, tears flow two lines when the heart beats. Emotion is the heart in two places. A thousand words, all helpless, only a sigh.
14, who owed me, my son refused to pay me back, and I owed him a long regret in his later years.
15, who said that the life peach blossom for you is the most flawless and romantic? Pipa warm wind bounces off the west bank of the painting building. Who is in a good mood everywhere? The opposing side refused to say that it loved folding flowers rather than childhood friends. Finally, the divination is all done for you. Finally, the bright moon illuminates the world for you. Who got the silent noise in the arms of a fine horse? The wind passed through heaven and earth and killed Hua Rong. After that, it was King's Landing and boarded the Nine Towers. Watching the meteor return to that moment all night, the silence of the years also makes people afraid that the dead vine will grow branches. It turns out that time has passed gently in the dream, and you are still standing upstairs, standing under the moon, brushing off the snowflakes on your clothes and watching the vast world side by side.
16, a prosperous dream, an empty joy.
17, I lit half a candle in the yard with flowers. You are spending the moon and the beauty is in the lotus account. I was alone in the river with the boat and the forest was deep in the valley. You admire Yu Di in Yushu, play nice words, sing and dance with me in the building, and count in black and white. You are writing a beautiful poem.
18, the first life, if I meet you again in reincarnation, I will accompany you to Naihe Bridge, regardless of the soul. Second, if I meet you again in the war, I will take you to Qiangdi, whether it rains or not. In the third world, if I meet you again in my hometown, I will take you to the levee to put a kite, no matter how sad the years are. Fourth generation, if I hug you again in the sunset, I will show you the blurred fireworks, regardless of the future. The fifth generation, if I catch a glimpse of you in the green hills again, I will wait for you to clear the stream by the aisle, regardless of the rapids and dangerous beaches. Sixth generation, if I stay with you again on the journey, I will go to Suzhou with you to draw brocade, regardless of spring and autumn. Seventh, if I bring you back to a small town, I love you to the end of the world, no matter how cold and dusty it is. Eighth, if I pick you up at the post station again, I will go to Chang 'an Ancient Post with you, no matter how chaotic Beijing is. Ninth, if I meet you again in Xinglin, I will accompany you into the cave to live in seclusion, regardless of songs and dancers.
19, maybe we should have a heart that can bear unknown variables, don't miss anything that seems simple and calm, and always remember that life is an unexpected encounter and a long-planned separation.
20. The sun and the moon fly like a shuttle. I am willing to take a few pots of sake, travel around in the boat, think about the person I miss and love my heart forever.
2 1, the first harvest in midsummer, the fragrance ran aground and the small building was deep. Who plays the piano and dances solo, the fog is light and the mirror is full, the wind comes at night, and the waves look back for a moment, giving you red beans, just asking how the fate remains the same?
22. The years are silent. Spring flowers and autumn moon, summer rain and winter snow, endless seasons, I am full of passion for you.
23. How deep is love? If there is love in the sky, it is a thousand years. Swear to follow until death do us part. Changbai Mountain is covered with snow, and the flying snowflakes are cold. The wind blew across the sky and the earth, falling on my face with snowflakes. I just feel warmer and holier than ever. This is the snow in Changbai Mountain, where Qiling is located!
24. It's another snowy day. Orange street lamps are stained with shallow warmth, and soft snowflakes fall silently like goose feathers. The mountain over there is covered with a thick layer of snow, and the dyed night is a little white. After drinking a bowl of warm wine, suddenly, a snowy mountain in Yunhu appeared in front of me, and the figure I miss forever seemed to feel my eyes. Looking back, my lips rose slightly.
25, sip a cup of floating tea and forget the past three generations; Write a song of acacia and watch the world with you hand in hand.
26. By the ferry, the sun sets, the sun sings and the blue boat inspires. Turn around, it's a world. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and it is old in Chang' an. When will the old friend return it? Ask flowers and flowers without answering them. I only want to paint for Iraq again, with cinnabar between my eyebrows.
27. Listen to the string break, break 3,000 tender ink, instantly turn red and write it, write flashy 3,000 fallen flowers, write wind and snow fall, wake up and write a thousand-year love story, love you all your life, and the fireworks fan instantly opens, leaving you alone and feeling sorry for your old face.
28, those prosperous will eventually become the past, please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful.
29, memory is like a grain of sand fingertips, sigh if, if so, what is the result? In the flower season, the wind blows and it is lonely everywhere. Who knows where to go, the soil is lost, the rain sits, and the soil is redrawn. Free and easy, nostalgic, round my life in incubus, she said, the scenery in the world is wrong, the fate has passed, and it has passed, locking a flower that has been covered by prosperity.
30, v. China: Fireworks are easy to be deserted but difficult to disappear, and people end up singing. Complain for the second time: this time, the duckweed drifted away and the rivers and lakes were lonely. Three complaints: I don't lament that children are deeply provoked, but I respect all heroes in the world. Four complaints: blood-stained Jiangshan laughs, who is old after a hundred years of bones? V. v.: Tonight is like a dream. He didn't expect to wake up for the Ming Dynasty. Six complaints: painting the world of mortals is easy, inviting trouble. Seven complaints: as time goes by, there are few streamers. How can flowers be enchanting? Eight complaints: There is a river bridge next to Sansheng Stone, and Meng Po advised the world to be small. Nine complaints: the world is free and unfettered, and the Millennium is empty. Ten complaints: raise a glass, forget the Chinese New Year friendship, and turn around and walk away from Pepsi.
3 1, this mighty wind, this gorgeous world, this ups and downs of rivers and lakes, this demon fire in the palace have been passed by, and finally, the person who is not enough to love, the whole city smiles. -the return of the world to the motherland
32. Hold your hand and drag it away. The son said no, well, close the door and let the dog go! Take your hand and drag your son away.
33. Fish swim in the drunken mountains, birds nest and apricot flowers fly across the moon, moss grows in the secluded road, on the east side of the warm sun, wadding around the moss vertical shoreline, azaleas cry blood to welcome the spring, Liu Mianchen, dance music bends down, purples are used to explain words, Dan medicine is used to build makeup, cigarettes lock calamus Chikage leaves, and drinking on the lake makes the breeze drunk.
34. He came by horse, and dumped millions of corpses everywhere, bleeding thousands of miles. He started a bloody empire, and more than ten thousand people asked him what he wanted. Looking back, he smiled, the sun and the moon competed for glory, and the situation changed greatly. "What does this have to do with me? Victory is everything. "
35. Zhang Qiling, I didn't know my initial heart until I fell in love with you; Zhang Qiling, I didn't know I had lost my heart until I met you.
36. If we just wait for it to snow that day, can we still mention the name "Zhang Qiling" in a few years? All I know is that my heart is branded with traces that belong to you and I can't erase them.
37. You are drunk and smile at the sky. If this is for this life.
38. The blue hoodie is deep and melancholy, like a sea. I would like to indulge in your blue and never wake up.
39. May he engrave the pages and never forget them; I will keep it in mind and follow it forever.
40. Your picturesque beauty has attracted the attention of the whole world, but who knows that the beauty behind you is like a disaster?
4 1, beauty pearl Cheng Erbie silver ring pendant, black eyebrow sand fell intoxicating. Jade eyes shed some tears, and Dan's red lips were enchanting.
42. If you are a mountain road, I would like to be a plant. I don't care about pursuing or being confused, just for Wan Li to follow and watch the spring flowers and the autumn moon. If you are in the sky, I would like to be a white cloud, without asking loneliness or hesitation, just to never leave and overlook the sea and mulberry fields. If you are a tree, I would like to be a silk rose, regardless of attachment, regardless of comparison, just to correct the entanglement and spend the night together. If you were Leng Yue, I would like to be a frost, not asking about separation and loneliness, just to accompany you and tell your thoughts and lovesickness. If you were a fallen leaf, I would like to be a flying flower, not asking about sadness or fate, just to fall into a deep sleep and live and die again.
43. Once, holding your hand and talking to Zicheng were just floating smoke; Once, life and death were rich, and I grew old with my son, but it was fruitless; Deep in the world of mortals, I was robbed and taken away, but my heart was scarred.
44. You said that looking back at the three lives is only for the ups and downs of reincarnation. * * * You laughed at half the country and how to face the cinnabar between the eyebrows. You sigh that fate is wrong, it is difficult to repair the sky in the next life, and the flowers under the moon are gone. You see the misty rain is empty, the dice are finished, and the world of mortals is lost. Who sings a song shallowly? Past lives laugh at the world of mortals here.
45, say goodbye, but a line of egrets go up to the clouds, want to stay, but complain about the blue sky and cry. Say goodbye, but it's a farewell song that worries me. I want to stay, but I watch the sunset reflected in the mountains. Say goodbye, but it is a glass of cold wine to drink in my throat, and it is bitter and bitter to want to stay. Saying goodbye is just a stream from the east. I want to stay, but my words leave the branches and go with the flow. Saying goodbye is just a way to cherish the Qiangdi and miss it, but I'm afraid people will come alone at night.
46. You used to ride a horse in white, and you used to have a crush on brothels. You ask how many children in the world are immersed in love. In the end, it was just a sad feeling. A bowl of turbid tea makes the world vicissitudes, and a cup of turbid wine makes you smile gently. How many skew bridges have been painted in small towns in the south of the Yangtze River, and whose eyebrows Suzhou and Hangzhou have hidden, let alone sigh. In the end, it's just life and death. A piece of red paper writes down all kinds of beautiful things, and a flute blows away the past years while enjoying the beautiful moonlight. It is a big dream.
47. The snow on the windowsill has faded. When I passed your house, I saw flowers full of branches, like scarlet berries. Your face is beautiful and charming, with heavy pines and cypresses in early spring. The bead curtain locks the jade, and I wander between the pavilions and waterside pavilions, only to see the mist wet the corners of my shirt, and the fragrant lake is like a flower mirror. You look back with an umbrella and cover the layers of Tess in the rainy season. The old tree suddenly woke up, and I accidentally missed the Hunan dance. I saw the new buds spitting green and green, and your pear nest was intoxicating, shaking the pale ancient locust in the sting season. Through the winding path, looking for the depth of footprints, I saw the branches outside the wall, pear blossoms like snow, your clothes are elegant and beautiful, and the willows in the vernal equinox are beautiful. The cool wind broke my soul and I stayed in the vast sea of people. Seeing Xingcun Restaurant, the drizzle is like silk, and your eyebrows are slightly frowning, which makes me feel a little sad about the faint green grass in Qingming Festival. When all the flowers faded, I walked in the countryside and saw mulberry seeds, catkins like frost, your eyes like ink, and vines tender in Grain Rain season.
48. Spring hates autumn and worries about self-immolation, who is happy for whom. -Cao Xueqin's Dream of Red Mansions
49. Zhang Qiling, I hope I can have the honor to accompany you on a long journey.
50. This love lasts for a long time. Zhang Qiling, I love you.