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Original prose title: "The moon is full of the west building, promise you the tenderness of the city"
Author: shallow moon 若寒 （2013-11-06 15:00）
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一愿得一人心，白首不相离
那一季，红豆生南国，只愿为君多采取，此物最相思；那一夜，独自凭栏意，烟笼寒水月笼沙，西楼谱离歌；那一世，若水三千路，蓦然回首千百度，执手阑珊处。 The song is sung softly, the prosperity of the end of the virtual barren. The song of loneliness and sadness, the flowers splash ink Rin Qiqiu. The only thing I want to do is to dance with you in the red dust.
Disillusioned with the displacement, the three life stone, whispering sentiment, stunning look back. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The volume of hurt, pear blossom with rain, the marriage of the long-standing robbery, the dust of moxie. Jiangnan smoke and rain, ink and dust evening clearing, the love of the world, the moon is full of the West Tower.
Sitting in a small window, painting eyebrows with red makeup, pouring all the tenderness, a world of peace and warmth of the moonlight. The bridge is independent of the Broken Bridge, the world is deserted, agreed to love, to wait for you to talk about their feelings. Dancing in the flowers, drunkenly straining the water, flatboat ripples, a wisp of love. The poem and ink text fragrance, the moon shadow diffuse west wing, wood and stone before the alliance, buried all the fallen flower mandarin ducks.
In this life, I have traveled thousands of miles and miles of water just to meet you. I hope that time will not be your figure to rush away, I will be smoke and rain to look at you walked through the wilderness of the wilderness; in this life, I follow the end of the world, just to be with you. I hope that the dust and clamor will not wear out your clear heart, I will dye all the ink and ink you spend the breeze and rain; Tonight, the moonlight and shadows, I tuned the zither searching for, only wish you high mountains and flowing water and return. You can know, what things hurt the ancient vertical parting, night and night drunken dreams for the wind and current, but do not forget, you promised the oath of alliance. The agreement is finally **** even the marriage, the only words tears loves each other.
Beach blossom, this shore and the other shore, do not see the return of the good man. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the flowers and drink them, and then get drunk and laugh at the red dust. The night there is wine tonight drunk, dancing alone flower branch show, green light, just for a dream. You do not see, even if the storm is dangerous, the years of constraints, but also to accompany you drunken face of three lifetimes, the death of the never tell. Flowers are still the same, the personnel is not, how can we help the night is short, the dream is broken love empty. The empty silence, people drifting, who accompanied my red dust smile? I don't want to see each other, but I'm alone on the other side of the road. I am disappointed to see the loneliness of the world, who will tell me about my love? The long pavilion grass miserable, thin cool fireworks fall, the wind to the gentleman remember, who acquiesced to the rivers and mountains like a picture? ( Article reading network: www.sanwen.net )
If the sea withered, there is a drop of tears, that is I for you to wait for an empty reincarnation. If the sea of tears is withered, there is still a heart, that is an old dream I cling to for you. I would like to draw a pair of eyes that do not shed tears for you, just to look at each other with you. I would like to sing for you a love song that will not leave you in sorrow, and I would like to write it only for you in this life. I would like to write a poem for you that is not sentimental, and I will pine away for you. With you under the moon to turn butterflies fly, I touch the stringed instrument you play the flute, *** compose a song of this life without regrets.
Two flowers bloom and fall, and walk and cherish
The tenderness of the gaze as a note, look through the millennium cycle of disappointment. It seems like a cavity of chivalry, can not drink a cup of despair. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff you've been thinking about, and you'll be able to do it all in one go. If there is love in the sky, it can't be overrun by water. If it is not "the sky is long, sometimes end, this hate is endless" heartbreak, how come "life is only like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan" words of regret. If it is not "the mountains are not pronged, heaven and earth are together, and dare to be with the king's end" of the oath, how can there be "two love if it is a long time, and not in the morning and evening" of the mutual pity.
Whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, whoever is painting the heart, will tell us about it. The idea is to be able to get the best out of the world, and to be able to get the best out of the world, and to get the best out of the world. The promise of the beautiful, but the end is a paper barren. The most important thing to remember is that you can't be a good person and you can't be a bad person.
Small bridges and rivers, alone on the high floor, flying flowers like a dream, smoke and rain like sadness. The first time in the past life of a look back, in exchange for this life together. The years are as vast as smoke, turned into a bit of sadness, left behind in the Jiangnan rain and smoke. I burned incense for you, scattered a touch of sadness. I'll be watching for you, and I'll be left with a palpitation of heartache. The tide rises and falls, the moon is missing and the moon is full again. The fate of the world, the cycle of reincarnation falls on the mortal world, the heaven and the world drunk sleepless.
Looking at flowers in the fog, dreaming in love. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. Under the moon to stroke the piano, tearful eyes confused, softly sung into a song, earthly sadness. Under the moonlight, smiling like a flower, mandarin ducks opera **** song, beautiful myth. A thousand years of dreams, a snap of the fingers, the past is like water, faint as smoke. The song to the end, people also scattered, the old dream woke up already a thousand years. Stranger flowers bloom, pale vow. The flowers on the street fail, withered red face. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new one!
Three love if it is a long time, and not in the morning and evening
Golden wind and jade dew a meeting, it is better than countless on earth. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you'll be able to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world. The first time we met, a smile, a promise of deep love has been a thousand years.
The two loves if it is a long time, and not in the morning and evening. One day love, love in two places, two places with the same heart soul dreams with Jun ****. A thousand bells drunk, drunk on this night, this night carved bone tenderness v. broken heart. Acacia tears, falling on the fingertips, drops of ink into injury. But had sent the heart in the clouds and mist, Yin Han Long Long, hate long love is difficult to cross. Tearful eyes ask the flower flower does not say, look at the broken return, do not see the infatuation Lang. Once promised to the end of the world, the sea is a dream, days if there is love, days are old, broken a heart a few times desolate. It is difficult for lovers to get married, it is a foolish love is infatuation, if the years are not old, this love is unchanging, you are my life in the world hard to give up the love.