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About the beauty of the years
1. If the stroke of the years is just an exclamation mark, let the west wind sweep away all the fallen leaves, completely and ruthlessly. Shake it off hard.
2. At midnight last night, I clearly heard the sound of snow falling on my pillow. Not as cold as the cold, I put my clothes on outside and stood quietly in the falling snow. I was thinking about something again. Maybe it was for that long-cherished wish or an agreement that had lasted for many years.
3. In the years I have had you, I am willing to listen to the most poignant voice in your heart with my most desolate posture.
4. As we age, the past is on the left and I am on the right. A pen filled with sadness cannot describe the success or failure of flower affairs. At the corner of the years, the scattered autumn flowers on a tree are tinged with loneliness, and the hazy autumn frost on the ground makes the memory white.
5. Time flies, sadness reincarnates, the past becomes empty, but it blooms in the brightest place in my dream. A piece of plain paper is filled with the sorrows of fleeting years, and a square of light ink tells the story of dreams that have passed through the years.
6. When one thought arises, the barrier door opens; when one thought disappears, the nature becomes empty and clear. Since then, my heart has rested, my thoughts have stopped, and people have dispersed. Let the years of never-missing and never-forgetting drift in the smoke and dust of the years. The easiest thing to change in the world is the human heart. What the world is talking about is the warmth and warmth of human relationships. Once upon a time People who said they would never be separated have already parted ways, and people who originally wanted to stay together have withered away in the years.
7. Day by day, the flowers fade away and the moon fades. The person is thin and shadowy, Xie Feng is leaving. After years of autumn catkins, the remaining red dancing posture. The dusk makes shadows, and the strings of the piano are cold. The rain showers on the lotus heart, and the tears fall into the phoenix pond. Friendship is cold. The fingers are pointed and the words are cold. The dew condenses in the middle of the night, and the flowers whisper wet words. The fish sinks and the swallow falls. Who frowned? The lonely shadow turned around, and my heart felt cold. Infatuation and helplessness, lingering memories. Yilan Ping, if you want to talk, why don't you stop?
8. The flowers are like brocade, and the ripples are soft. My pale face is sighing, and the water is flowing in front of the window where time is dancing chaotically. I have been thinking about the same thing for many years. I am lonely in my empty heart, and I shed tears. The ups and downs of the sun and the moon, the cycle of the sun and the moon, the vicissitudes of life, through the ages, life is like a dream, time flies by, flowers wither, the four seasons are ruthless, and the fragrance lingers, filling the sky with fallen leaves.
9. The wind is lingering and the night is sleepless. The wind is blowing gently, the rain is falling on the ground, and it is spring again tonight. Who is standing in front of the window and staring at it? Looking back over the years, some things do not need to be picked up, they are already in my heart; some people do not need to be recalled, but they are The lingering past is vaguely warm, and I quietly feel its meaningfulness and length. I don’t know how many times I have written fragments of the years, where countless memories of the past are covered with unspeakable pain and laughter.
10. I once waited patiently at the Acacia Ferry to ferry over the love I had in my past life, but I never thought that I would leave my love in this life on the other side. The cold wind came up again, and I drank a pot of old wine and lay down on the bow of the boat. , alone and dancing with the watery moonlight, staring at each other with eyebrows and eyes, but it also adds a few new sorrows.
11. The heart has not stopped, but the thoughts remain the same; the music has not finished, the people have dispersed, and those who have been remembered for many years have already been scattered in the vicissitudes of life. In the fairy tale of Flowers Before the Moon, who made a promise to each other to whom, these are not important anymore, time is stranded, maybe some feelings, meeting and intertwining are already the best ending.
12. The past dances with the wind, and has changed several times over the years, but the story has fallen into the careless ruins, never to be picked up again. In these tainted years, the few rays of clear dreams in my heart look so pale and weak in the moonlight.
13. A scroll of scriptures and incense, the four natures follow each other. With a stroke of madness, you can see the years drunkenly, cut a piece of the most beautiful world, and walk leisurely through life. The plain brocade streets are like dust after passing through the years, with a heart full of elegance, brightness, and loneliness as they pass by. Enjoy the tranquility and beauty of the years in the colorful light and coolness, no matter how hard the rain is, the wind gathers and the clouds disperse.
14. Now I am still so attached to you, just like the breeze is attached to the mountains; the butterflies are attached to the petals; the springs are attached to the streams; and the clouds are attached to the blue sky.
Therefore, I miss you and never care about how long you have been gone, the days and years. Never because you are so far away from me, across oceans and mountains. With my eyes still stained with tears, I searched all over the village houses, but I could no longer find the smoke from the past.
15. Maybe one day or at a certain time, I will think of the past and you by chance. I will sit under a pine tree in the setting sun. On the shore of the moonlight, or after waiting for a hundred years, I will ask myself again if there is anyone still looking for me, waiting for me, or missing me. If I would see you again, it would be years later. How I greet you, with tears, with silence. Maybe smile a little and say: Long time no see.
16. Those feelings that stirred up the bottom of my heart once softened the years, but in the end they could not withstand the passage of time. Looking back suddenly, the years are just a finger of quicksand. You and I only meet occasionally, and you are always there. It's a dream that I can't reach. You are always a flower on the other side that I can't touch!
17. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, the corners of the world are far away, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and the ancient green road is full of love. The shadows below are dependent on each other, and I just sigh that it is an old time. The laughter is full of dark fragrance, and I am swaying and drunk. Over the years, even though there are thousands of styles, who can spend the golden years? The youthful fireworks are easy to get cold.
18. Tenderness is like water, good times are like dreams, at the end of the world, in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, on the green ancient road, the two lovers are guessing and relying on each other under the umbrella. They just sigh that it is an old time, and the laughter is filled with the secret fragrance, and they are swaying and drunk. , after so many years, even if there are thousands of styles, who can spend the golden years? The youthful fireworks are easy to get cold.
19. After many years, when we open our eyes full of vicissitudes, can we still see the familiar smiling faces that once accompanied us? When we stretch out our tired hands, can we still hold them? The figures who once held hands together in the dusk?
20. Outside the window, the cold stars and the cold moon are separated by the fog, and the long night faces the remaining candles. His face is full of sorrow, his hair is not combed, and his brows are furrowed. The long years have passed through the cold and heat, and he has not been a stranger here for many years. The stone of three lives, the road of three lives, the love of three lives returns to the earth, the concubine loves me, no one cares about the flowers, the floating life is empty without you; Don’t let me down, having you in the world is worth countless things, I look forward to being dear to you when we meet again. I only wish to use my true love for three lifetimes in exchange for staying together for one lifetime.
21. The spring scenery does not know the infatuation, the autumn wind still knows the mourning of fallen leaves, guests come and go, the wild geese fly back, when will the thousands of mountains tell the story of separation? When crossing the world of mortals, how many ordinary guests will be connected to each other? How do you know that once you are gone? There are no old traces after many years, just to survive the cold.
22. I forget when I started to suddenly get used to such cold and lonely days, and fell in love with memories, with a hint of warmth, gradually spreading in my mind. Finally, I understood the feeling of missing you. It turns out that over the years, flowers have blossomed and fallen, and we have all grown up and experienced it, but we have never understood it, but our hearts suddenly become heavy. The yesterday that cannot be thrown away, and the sadness that cannot be separated, take root in the mind so easily, flooding the world. Every idle thought can never stop.
23. As time goes by, the face becomes older. More than twenty years have passed in the blink of an eye. Looking back at the passing youth of the past, I feel speechless that time has quietly pulled down the glory of yesterday!
24. I listen to a flowing song in the season, who is the person who is in harmony with me? The euphemistic tone slowly overflows from my chest, instantly burning my heart. The plain scenery of the passing years and plain clothes cannot block the cool years that come like a fleeting year; a clear poem cannot keep the scenery of flying catkins and vast winter snow; a deep curtain cannot block the passage of time. Memories are like sorrow, and time is like water.
25. The past is floating in the cup, and the sound of death is broken in the distance. Shake off the intoxicated emotions, draw a ray of moonlight over the years, gently put down the book in your hand, at this time, just look at it, While looking out, listen to the sound that shuttles through the gaps in the words.
26. Everything is not what I want, and life is full of regrets. After years of separation, the bright moon is getting colder, and my thoughts are sad and heartbreaking; the continuous sadness is like wind and frost corroding the spirituality, and it should be... Why should we understand the ice strings of this world? We are so tired when we meet, but we miss each other for no reason. I am drunk watching the wind and flowers falling in the night, and I dip my pen tip into the inkstone to write this nameless sadness.
27. Your determination made me know that the vow of eternal love is just a lie and a ridiculous thing. The promise of reincarnation is just a fleeting moment in time and a fleeting dream.
How can they withstand the temptations and changes of reality.
28. After wading through the river of time, I don’t know where to go, and my emotions never stop. Loneliness follows, and it has been barren for several years, and I am melancholy about countless pasts. Sadness touches the fleeting years, and the west wind tears at the wounds of memory. At the crossroads, a scene of long-lasting farewell is staged, and people are only sad after this passing.
29. Time is too thin, the gaps between fingers are too wide, and years have passed by a casual glance.
30. If I see you again, it will be years later. How I greet you, with tears, with silence.
31. The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of styles, who should I tell them to?
32. After many years, I lament those two young men, one amazed the time, and the other gentled the years.
33. After many years, I knocked on the door, but there was no answer. After many years, I looked up at the sky and saw how many geese passed by. After many years, I opened the door. The chapters of the book and the play are fulfilled one by one.
34. You say that years of drunken dreams are all in vain. Later, after feeling a little lovesickness, I wrote and said goodbye.
35. I only hope that after many years, my memory can go through the wind and rain, and the flowers will bloom; I only hope that after many years, I will remember your young face and your smile when you loved me; I only hope that after many years, I will remember your young face and your smile when you loved me; I only hope that after many years, , you are living a good life, with a beautiful wife, filial son, broad heart, and less work.
36. I am still fine, and I hope you will be too. Over the years, we have reached the ends of the earth. Years have passed, and we are strangers to the world. I wish you well, and I wish you the same.
37. After many years of dreaming, who holds a broken lamp to illuminate my thousand-year loneliness; after many years, who turns into the moon and stars to dissipate my thousand-year ruin.
38. The passage of time should be a time of good times and good times. Even if there are thousands of customs, who should I tell them to?
39. Over the years, you and I will eventually be missing and never meet again.
40. After many years, after seeing all the pavilions and pavilions, all the purple and red ones can only destroy the purity of the past; after many years, I make up all the stories of the years, the overlap of time is nothing more than a dream. .
41. The flowing white porcelain and the blue and white seal script make you forget all the years and think innocently.
42. It’s been years since I’ve been here. The country roads are graceful, full of green grass, flowers, and smiles. I think it’s been years since I’ve been here. Farewell, country roads, I personally handed them over to memories.
43. When we meet again, you are no longer you. Over the years, you have tied up your long hair, put on makeup on your cheeks, and talked gracefully, no longer like her.
44. The past is thick and light, and the color is as clear as light. After years of sorrow and joy, it is as pure as a mirror and has become still.
45. I think waiting is the best, but they all say that after many years, you go to your mountains and I go to mine, and everyone just goes through a period of warm and warm years together. It's been years since we've been here, and we're at peace in two places, so there's no need to wait.
46. The cardamom years are too short, and the reincarnation of life interprets the romantic events! Just like our youth that will eventually pass away, the lush years are endless and pass by year after year!
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47. Water from the eaves penetrates the wall, and even the smallest itch will be carved into wounds over the years. The night is still long, and the blind eyes are greedy for looking at the light in the distance.
48. After so many years, it should be like the old dream of Red Mansions painted with beautiful faces, but the beautiful scenery in good times is nothing. Even if we meet with hundreds of different styles, who should we tell them to?
49. The memory lingers in my heart and turns white. I forget my feelings after drinking it, but there is nothing to warm you. The frost leaves no trace, it is just a dream after years. After the splendor, only the prosperity comes to an end, but it is unforgettable. Lost perfection, lost myself, the person left the building empty, the shadow is alone in the pillow, and it has been here for many years
50. Where will I wake up tonight? Willow bank, dawn wind and waning moon. The past years should have been just a waste of good times and good scenery, but even if there are thousands of customs, who should I tell them?
51. After years of separation, the love is two mutual resentments. The love of three generations, the world of mortals is no more than the four directions. sky.
52. A dream that lasts for many years brings tears to my eyes.
53. This time has passed but only a few years have passed, and looking back it will never be the same again.
54. It seems like it was yesterday that I left the scene, but in the blink of an eye it’s already been years. The past remains the same, everything is different.
55. I once saw a white jade stained with slight flaws, but I have not noticed it for many years.
56. After years of separation, looking back at dusk, the past has become nothing in the blink of an eye.
57. The song ends and everyone disperses. It has been many years since I passed. I hope you will be safe and we will never see you again.
58. All kinds of lingering are the wind and moon, wandering in the world, all kinds of euphemisms are just jokes. Recalling youth cannot recall the passing years. With her charming face, don’t blame her for being crazy when she smiles. The slender actor is passionate and resentful. It will take many years to explain the language and flowers. With pink and white hair covering her brows, she looks like a young girl. Sigh that the worldly things here are like smoke. The worldly relationship is shallow, let's stop dancing and singing, who will perform the romantic life for whom?
59. The years are stained with frost and snow. Time passes by, and what remains unchanged over the years is not the flowers blooming and falling in the fleeting years, nor the separation of joys and sorrows under the moonlight. After years have passed, what remains unchanged is the warm and honest dialogue here, just like the sentence "I like you".
60. I was once young and frivolous and even reckless enough to look forward to death, but because I met you, I began to long for a long life.
61. Drunk in the mortal world, one dream lasts for years.
62. Over the years, you have become a stranger.
63. I am your passing cloud, but you are my past and present...
64. Dancing in the wind, dreaming for three lives, and being drunk once Year.
65. Over the years, it penetrates the body, but cannot penetrate the soul. The reflection of the heart is still deep and shallow, the years are getting farther and farther, there is a broken chapter between the fingers, and the silence is flowing. Those alienations integrated into life are like the cold depression on the pillow. A song that has been sung for many years may only touch my own lonely years.
66. Years have passed, and the years have passed. You will choose to hold on to him through the years. Don't let him fall, don't let him sink, don't let him drift with the crowd, don't let him sleep like this. Or accompany him to fall, sink together, drift with the tide, and sleep together.
67. Time has washed away the beauty, and the years have seen through the past, and the time has become rugged. It has been a long time to say goodbye, and the deep love of the years has been quietly hidden in the depths of the season, and I just want to say goodbye. After that, we will never become strangers. The flowers are arranged into poems, the lovesickness is fattened, the leisurely feelings are thinned, and the blossoming agarwood is turned into a farewell poem with a certain depth of love. I lie drunk in the green grass. From then on, I no longer care about you, and I am no longer moved.
68. Years have passed like this, and my thoughts have penetrated into my bones.
69. The old man has not returned, the beloved has not returned, and the ink has been stained for many years.
70. If years pass by, I will live up to the world.
71. In the blink of an eye, years have passed; but I am still the same as before!
72. Old dreams seem like a world away; old friends seem like years have passed!
73. The passage of time should be a waste of good times and beautiful scenery.
74. In the years to come, even if there is prosperity, it will not be as good as your appearance.
75. Years have passed, and it is difficult to recover from the overflowing water and the traces of tears.
76. After many years, the old love must be said goodbye.
77. Looking for the sound of wind in the quiet bamboo and cold ink, enjoying the peace beside the chic bamboo, recalling the past years and yesterday, listening to the sound of rain in the quiet cold wind, if he were still there in the passing years, he would travel all over Chang'an and Luoyang City; Listen to the whistle of a graceful song; the golden wind sweeps down the city again and again, and where will it go after all the years? That year danced in the capital, and every song moved the voices of the world, just like when the year comes again; remember to walk in peace and freely.
78. It has been a long time, the weather has been cold and the ground has been freezing, and the horse has died on the long journey.
79. It’s been years since then, but I’ve never been a stranger again. I’m fine, and you should take care of me too.
80. If you can’t delete or erase, you will forget each other. It is silent over the years.
81. After years of separation, we are as lonely as fireworks.
82. The missed flowers bloom enchantingly on the road for many years.
83. Years pass between life and death, and the soul never comes to sleep.
84. Counting the years makes me feel itchy, and I think about the fleeting time and the world.
85. After many years, we say goodbye; thousands of sails have passed, and we are safe!
86. The water in the eaves penetrates the wall, and no matter how small the itch is, it will carve wounds over the years.
87. Waiting for the flowers to fall, it suddenly seems like a dream.
88. I am elegant and elegant, and I will also get a good wife.
In the troubled times, the two sides have been separated for many years. Once the beacon tower is extinguished, why bother to commit suicide?
89. The light turns pale and the shadows become faint and cold, and the light is like water and hurts over the years.
90. Time is too thin, and the gaps between the fingers are too wide, but the years are at one end.
91. After many years, when you and I meet again, I will smile and chat with you.
92. Touching the softness of the soul, that moment seems like an eternity.
93. You are a wave that I get by chance after many years. You are crystal clear and gentle, and in this thin and cold world, you bloom gracefully day and night.
94. The scenery where horses are passing by has red veins again after many years. It is the color of cuckoos weeping blood, as fresh as yesterday.
95. As time goes by, those years that slipped away and those promises made may disappear with the wind. You have your life, and I also have my trajectory. Our care and blessings for each other can only turn into a distance in the world of mortals, and we cannot stay together or fall in love.
96. As late autumn approaches, I raise my eyes to see the falling red maple leaves. I am so amazed. Is my pink beauty also missing me? After all these years, I am drunk in the depths of the mortal world, waiting for you to sway a curtain of darkness. Dream. Maybe real life is like this, and we need to crawl forward.
97. In this dream-like scenery, your stunning face is the most beautiful embellishment. The flowers bloom and fall, the flowers are fragrant, but you still have the same appearance. In the flashy life, who is blooming for whom? Who is withering for whom? Who is waiting for whom? Who is persistent for whom? So love becomes an eternal mystery; so staying together becomes a dream that changes over the years.
98. Past events and old dreams, the paintbrush of time paints traces that I don’t want to forget, those scenery I have seen, those encounters where things are right and people are different, after many years, I am still waiting for a long season. And in that ignorant world, we suddenly look back on the mornings and evenings, among the tens of millions of us, we look back, we don’t know where the feelings started, but we go deeper and deeper!
99. Like the passing of the past, it will always be there. The feeling suddenly hits my heart, and then spreads over the whole heart, bringing out the rarely forgotten thoughts again, and then misses them deeply, until the flowers on the other side bloom to the full bloom, dyeing one piece after another with no longer glitz. So, I gradually understood that a song-like memory, in the quiet ancient alleys over the years, there were separations and reunions, and sorrows were forgotten. When I was happy, it was like the fragrance of lotus, sweet but not greasy, and when I was sad, it was like a lotus flower. Dreams are illusory but not real.
100. Thousands of dust and smoke, the old relationship is separated from the world, the soul of the ink flower, the love is drunk and the heart is broken! The eternal spring has returned, the flowers have fallen for several autumns, a song of mourning cannot bear to wave my sleeves, How can the obsession, resentment, love, and hatred be put to rest? After years of wandering, it is difficult to express the love from thousands of miles away? The love in front of the window of old time, wait for the relationship to continue in this life, regardless of reincarnation for thousands of years, regardless of the obsession for hundreds of generations, I will shed tears for you? For you? I still have no regrets about the poetry in your book, and my love will never change!