1, three lives on the stone of three lifetimes of destiny, under the bridge of Naiho ask forgetfulness. I'm not sure how many times I've been in the same boat, but I offer a few times *** pillow sleep? ***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 most important thing to remember is that you have to be able to get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to do it. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do about it, but I'm sure I'll be able to do something about it.
2, the three life on the stone a cycle, why bitter helpless to solve the heart of the mystery. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you have to do to get to the next level. The water of the river of forgetfulness, wash away the memories of a lifetime, walk that Naiho Bridge, awakening the fate of life and death. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the bad things you've done to your life.
3, you appear in my life, perhaps not by chance, perhaps that is the remote waiting for a thousand years of expectations, perhaps that is the three stone unchanging promise, just for a certain year, a certain day in a certain month, in the best years, and you meet, know!
4, the three stone, make a promise of love: "I wish to pour this life's wish, wish you a world of joy."
5, that a love, that vow, forgotten in the three stone. That section of the flow of light silhouette, the scene of the flourishing flowers, who will remember? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm not going to be able to do it.
6, that life, I will be born I have not been born, I was born June has been the old regret engraved on the stone of three lives, but failed to change the next life you choose to forget me.
7, forget the river to see three lives, three lives on the stone, timeless green river absolute love. In whose tomb, I buried the promise of a lifetime. Sunset sunset, quietly guarding the unchanged face, this wait, is actually a thousand years of marriage reincarnation!
8, I remember, you said, you are the moon, I am fog, if I leave with you, there is only fog, cold throughout the fall; I remember, you said, even if the sea is vast, just one glance, I will be able to hold your hand and then do not let go; you also said, if you can find me, they will be in the Three Lives Stone engraved in the ageless vows, in love with the whole life, and will never say anything, a lifetime of warmth of my cold heart.
9, the lonely city willow get spring soft, who understand the sadness? The other side of the flower blossomed, three life stone seekers, remember the sentimental, people do not see, but also a dream of red dust, the wind dashing Ruoxi a few times off, the mountain a journey, the water side. Life is a long way to go, the old fate of the past life, sad waiting, blossom and fall into the air, edge to edge to edge as water.
10, three life stone, three life road, three love affair dust to earth, concubine, flowers who care, life without you empty degree; Jun Mo negative, the earth has you win countless, goodbye look forward to pro as old.
11, perhaps, all the people in the world meet are not by chance, the grudges of the past life, is a long time to meet the cause and effect, is the River of Forgetfulness in the obsession of the sinking, is the stone of the Three Lives of that compassionate thought.
12, the wind blowing stream clouds scattered, and the promise of the Three Lives Stone, and how many times by the vicissitudes of the years. I hold the oath of the paper, wasted in the dust between the years. Only for the first time to see you when the shallow smile, the promise of the past life, this world is just met, and that long-lasting destiny, and should be promised to which day?
13, I have long been engraved on the stone of the three lifetimes of a thousand years of infatuation, only to wait for you to look back in this life, I am not afraid of the Brahma reincarnation of Tu Fu, only to wait for you to meet when you look back; the beauty of your drunkenness in my heart of the tenderness of your love, waiting for me to hold hands, such as to be able to stay with you in this life, no longer sigh the luxury of the world's prosperity.
14, your beauty is like a picture, your smile is like a flower, the three life stones have our love words, there are our blood stained sand, this branded in the heart of the love, this branded in the eyes of the love, such as a thousand years back, such as ink and flowers, such as heaven and earth myths, do not fear the pain of the Brahmin pain of the sadness; my love is like a flower, every season will be for you to blossom and fall, fear of the mortal world in the blossoming of the fragrance of a moment.
15, a lot of sadness can be washed away with tears, how many times I also look forward to tears can save me a little something! Only, the beautiful encounter is ultimately to be in the people away from the tea cool with the smoke and fade. Smoke and rain soft, the spring wind painted the colorful mountains, tented boat across the bridge leaving water lines several rounds, seems to be the stone of three lifetimes on the unending lovesickness ......
16, the edge of the edge of the return, the love of the long hate lingering, love may not be able to meet each other to the end of the old age, ruthless may not necessarily be the final decision. Suddenly through the years, the three life stones, waiting for a senile parting, the bridge under the water of oblivion, the wind over the Izumi is still the same, the love is difficult to think about, you do not know where to return.
17, whether or not the reincarnation in the transmitting cylinder has long been written on the three life stones, Jiangnan is you, you are that window Jiangnan.
18, those who know the deepest, still in the heart of the dancing, a lifetime of warmth and cold, has long been engraved in the three stone.
19, the moon is like water, the heart is slightly cool, dust heart half, quietly watch the flow of light fingertips fall. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get a new one. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.
20, I, I do not know if I am your five hundred years ago lost lotus, I do not know if I was in the three life stone before you vowed to meet, I do not know if I was in this life should be looking for you to come, just lost the memory of the past life and missed the encounter with your love, I only know that in this life, I can not afford to leave you, but do not dare to rely on you too close; I only know that in this life, I will be the end of the window pane of the dappled silhouettes, this life is your I only know that this life I will be your window on the mottled silhouette, this life I can only swim in your curtain outside the dream.
21, the years flowed quietly like water, the time peacefully if the general good. Only because of the past life of me, in front of the Buddha's bitter prayers, praying for this life can be with you, can be with you to keep each other. Only because of the past life of you, in your quietly passing by the stalled feet, eyes outflow of love, seems to have been my face y engraved in your heart. The first time I saw you in this life, I only met you on the stone, engraved with the promise of eternity.
22, if I leave, please be at peace, three stone before we have made a thousand years of promise! The wind's sigh will tell you, even if the years are not, I still wait for you somewhere in time, waiting for you in the days of your life, the promises made one by one to realize!
23, weak water, deep love, dreaming of the memory has faded into the waves of thoughts. Years of roaming, all the dye, you engraved in the top of the three stone, in a paper yellow paper, let the geese to stranded in the depths of the heart of the dream language murmur.
24, the corner of the encounter love, three stone, a glimpse, who in whose deep love in the gaze? Who is in whose fingertips fade away desolate? The flow of light flying turn, some of the idea, in the years of pieces of Que Que, beautiful into eternity ......
25, said: the three stone, engraved with three lifetimes of karma, then, the eternal monument can be engraved with your name and mine?
26, when you left, love finally became hurt , bleak pith , sorrow wore the three life stone on the shallow smile, although still still bright, but no longer let a person tired of burning; although still with the warmth, but less a rib to also melt.
27, the night gradually sank, the rain fell. Half a bend of the moon, a window shadow. Remember, a small window, shadow into a double, infatuation, a long thought of love! Three lifetimes stone, *** waving the brush, ink printing iron scroll, infatuation love bell. To be turned around, the three peach blossoms a pouring, a green shirt a bald pen, a vein of thoughts a curtain of love, lonely red dust, the heart of shallow ink ideas, pen Ying heartstrings. Lonely love lock dream long sky whistle, love old empty, red dust leaning dream, who is who?
28, you promised me that the dream of the Red Chamber, finally dispersed as smoke, floating in the depths of the day of hate in the realm of fantasy and our past life, carved in stone, just like the green hills can not be covered, the flow of green water, in the stone of the three lifetimes, engraved with the everlasting Muoi Muoi forgetting, do not give up.
29, just because the sky is different, just because the heart is separated from the end of the world, then less tripping. I was looking around for my own hiding place. Expect to hide in an untouched corner of the hand buried in the heart of the most beautiful mandarin ducks butterfly dream, to offer you the most charming rose petals of the Meilin Road, waiting for the next life if you still remember me, I will be in the stone of the three life of the Naiho Bridge on the side of the Broken Bridge, waiting for you ......
30, the ancient wind reflected the years, the light chanting of yin and sunny and round and short. Giving a long life in the blooming long sorrow and happiness. A flower and grass I speculate on its past life, the cause of the next life. I fantasize about the encounter of the three life stones, and the joy of the reincarnation of the recognition of the world's strange destiny, a good story.
31, with the old dream of the former fate and dusty body, carved your name on the stone of the three lives, the bridge of Naho, look at the countryside on the platform, a lifetime of attachment, a life of floating, but do not drink that Mengbo soup of forgetfulness.
32, red dust dream, such as smoke scattered, thin a memory, pale a period of years. Next to the stone, I do not enter the cycle of reincarnation, willing to be transformed into a tree, subjected to the wind, the sun, the rain. I don't want a thousand years of deep love, I don't want three lifetimes of infatuation, I just want this life don't want to miss you, let me see you for the first time, let you become the most beautiful years of my life in the encounter, don't tell me to leave the sadness.
33, the path of red dust, I stepped all over the footprints, just to meet with you. Is that the edge of our previous life, carved on the three life stone warm? Look back WanYou drunk three thousand, only to have a thousand times look back in a "miracle". Into such a season, the snow falls on the fingertips, around the heart of sorrow. The night is already deep, I am still waiting, waiting for you and me as scheduled agreement, the agreement of the peach and willow green interdependence, the agreement of every glance back and eye. Do you know? Baozi. Only because of your existence, my winter is so warm.
34, you are my longing for the tip of the pen pouring city woman, in the smoky rain in the south of the Jiangnan achieved the most beautiful in my life, your flowing three thousand green silk to fulfill my prosperity for a lifetime. *** a love of the city, the fullness of the zither and the music is written into an immortal legend. From then on, on the stone of three lives, this life **** displacement.
35, standing on this shore of the dream, look at the other side, see the passage of time, the cape of the world is difficult to cut off the love affair; any frost and rain is also difficult to block the line of sight of the infatuation. We have been together for years, life is a love affair, this hate is not about the wind and the moon, line all the deep love road, in order to be with the love of each other. Dreams haunting love, word engraved bone, love willing to get a person; woe and happiness white head will not leave each other. Waiting for you, is my unchanging wish; love you, is my wish in this life. To the wind long sigh, to the rain in love, the love word haunting the heart, the heart incense pull knot, keep each other, look at each other, just for the three life on the stone engraved in love, the fate of the past life.
36, ever remember? A thousand years ago, that Junshan mottled tear stains, is that you shed for me touched; ever remember? The poem written for you above the river of forgetfulness, is my unchanging vow. By the Three Way River, the Three Lives Stone, we hold hands **** with the carving of "the end of the world, this life will not change". The past is still fresh in our minds; the past is a time of great splendor, and it is engraved in our hearts.
37, tear marks in the middle of the night to split two lines, three stone monuments buried wild hillock. Negative head cold night jade frost, wisps of worry worry not cool.
38. We met each other at the beginning of our lives. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at this, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this, and I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at this. Through the three life stone mark, I and you will have how the past? In the past life, am I a pot of orchids quietly open in front of your window accompanied by your endless dreams, or as you say you are following me around the shadow of the exchange of this life in this life is difficult to part with?
39, now realize that there is no fate can be maintained for a lifetime, and then the magnificent feast will also have the day of the scattering. The legend of the Three Lives Stone, that's just the Naihe ferry, Three Lives of the Buddha's words have clouds; the fate of the end of the end of the scattering, the ferry has gone, and no longer bitter to keep, this life is not destined to reincarnation to go!
40, if I leave, please be at peace, before the three stone we have made a thousand years of promise! The wind's sigh will tell you, even if the years are not, I am still waiting for you somewhere in time, waiting for you in the days of your life, the promised promises are realized one by one!
41, I once again fell on my knees in front of the Buddha, begging to meet you in the next life, and begging for the Three Lives of the Rock of Ageless Spring, pouring me thousands of years, and you love each other for a long time!
42, when the years mercilessly mottled the love affair on the stone of three lives, how can I change the destiny? So, the only way to let go of the mind deep acacia clouds, let it drift, slowly covered in that piece of lonely sandbar.
43, I was wrong to take the ending as the beginning, I can not believe that the fate of you with the ripples of the gradual dissipation. You broke through my line of sight, disappeared in the blue color of the sky. The sentiment on the stone, penetrate the dust wall of this life, vaguely put Buddha back to the past, but had walked together on the path, only a wisp of lonely figure, accompanied by me is that constantly falling dead leaves.
44, for the brocade stick flute Chinese years, with a light makeup face, this is the moment in the spring, this is a stranger's thoughts, that a song of red dust, that a que untitled, in the heart, in the memory, no blandness, and then on the brow, and then fall sadness, a land of songs, full of despair. Because, I just seek the butterfly, I just return to the lonely geese, fly across the sea, fly through the long sky, accompanied by a world of love, accompanied by a lifetime of shallow destiny, that is on the stone of the three lives, or the other side of the bank of the flowers blossomed!
45, floating life as a dream, singing flower flow, day or month, after all, non-stop walking, looking for a quiet, point a lamp, with the tears to build a siege, guard that the prosperity of the end of the turn back, but has been on the stone of the three lifetimes. Once that year, framed that day, not who who, but abide by that life, the transformation of the moment of goodbye. A sea of people, strangers in a hurry, only to rub shoulders into a passer-by, only in this life on the road, years of sad songs, let you expect!
46, under the moon, the curtain shadow of the west window empty hanging my unaccounted for tears, said the lingering, sighed the sadness, but do not dare to look back to peep, the leakage of the sand of the song dripping down the fangzhua, through the dream of a song of the red dust, who understand the chemical parting, who asked for the poignant. Even with a lifetime of time, I will still sleep in the grassland river, looking forward to the fragrance of your flowers, as the stranding of the autumn leaves, no longer regret, no longer resentment, to your name to take a life of Bodhi, accompanied by this autumn nirvana, waiting for you to smile. Perhaps, this is a low tenderness, perhaps, this is the three lifetimes on the stone watch, bitter heart, tired of love, but still no regrets. The helpless sound of tears, a few words of sadness!
47, if, on the stagnation in the splendor, why bother to wander the ends of the earth, has long been remembered the three lifetimes of the stone, but do not know the mani text of this life, and why read your scriptures in the next life, and then kneel down to worship the Buddha's Bodhi. Missed the rainbow of cold rain, with the bleak remnants of the fall withered, look at the depression of the earth, one step is a tear, two steps of pain, and why do you want to cry and walk on, where into a dream, and where is drowning three thousand!
48, sitting on the shore at dusk, listening to the waves of intoxication, said from the other side of a waiting, see the sails in the shadow of the flow of the year, talking about the cradle of a kind of emotion, and which year, is the direction of my chase, look back, wandering, missed the sunset of the passenger boat, a person, alone in the corner of the solitude, dark counting the yellowing of the red dust, she is the singing before the Buddha, touched the three stones of nirvana, towards the I can not approach, that year, it is the winter of snowflakes flying!
49, asked the lover, this vast red dust, there can be a grain of dust melted into your heart, let you palpitate, shrug? Mo forget Mo lost, three life on the stone of the agreement, vaguely tear-stained, a promise, across the world of bondage, to keep each other only for the beauty of the encounter.
50, gifted Jun love ring pendant, booked the reincarnation of the next life, clinging to each other. Engraved in the three life stone on the alliance text, still clear, always unrepentant. Has been drunk in your dreams, hiding the empty tears, but holding hands of Linglong Spike, who you have gifted, the first song of the song of lovesickness fall, in the loneliness of chanting to the heart of the word into gray.
51, three life stone, slow drink wine; with the gentleman and the moon, drunken Bodhi. The light ink wet green shirt, Yining mercurial; thick makeup dipped white, Yiren absolutely beautiful. I am sad for you night and day, but I am still in love with you. The bridge is broken, wandering south of the river. The dance in front of the flowers and the moon is born, the bridge and the flowing water is sung lightly. The poems, songs and tunes, the official and the angular symbols and the feathers. The dream of the jade butterfly, sleeping by the side of the Secretary; the years gone by, more with whom to say?
52, looking back towards the time, you and I walked hand in hand through the three stone, promised the red dust oath, the oath of the sea, the love of the language, through the sea, into a clear smoke, with the wind gone. Those beautiful memories, has long become unbearable, I do not know the past, who will still read up.
53, remember once inadvertently saw the three life on the stone carved vows, vaguely visible written above the oath of all kinds of forever. But I don't know who can stick to the last day, and I don't know if those vows have long been with the fading maple leaves have drifted away with the wind. Remember, I once heard who said, the deeper the memory, the more tortured the memories. Even if the surface of the disguise is very happy, but also can not hide the heart of the sad.
54, all the helplessness also said that the former destiny. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The name of the pillow, the stars and moon shine sleep; drowning heart, reflecting the dream of the former destiny. The sky and the earth have love, and will always protect the stone of the same heart; Chuan Yue will not change, the ultimate round and pillow of the alliance.
55, let go of my hand, do not turn back, read the old is not yet finished, but no longer have a trace of tenderness. Waiting for you, this is the last time, no hold tight on the approaching parting. Your name is engraved on the stone of three lives, was taken away by the light of day, the moment of disorientation, it seems that your shadow is still in the bottom of my heart. I don't know, there is no medicine in this deepest red dust, take it and keep laughing, never worry again, all the wounds are erased. If you have been pulling me away, how could I have turned around the excuse; if you have been letting me tears, how could I have left the reason ......
56, the birds fly in pairs, the wind, hair fluttering, wasted frost, the sluggish wind, swept buried in the text of the years, the three lifetimes of the stone, a thousand years of love, life and death love, only exist in the world of words, so laugh and sigh of life as a play, the ambulance pen, write a sad, described a bitter, said a section of the text of the love of the love of the world.
57, three lives on the stone set three lives, three lives in front of the temple before the promise of three lives. The three worlds of love round three lives, the three worlds of love love love three lives.
58, Cangshan pitiful white clouds deep, chi no voice hate no heart. It's not easy to die and come back to life, but it's not easy to get away from the spring breeze. The three lives on the stone of the three lifetimes, the bottom thing is not yet seen? Now the wind is the stone of three lifetimes, and we will never see each other again. I want to put your heart with my heart of the world sobbed poetry in exchange for the article, do not want to be born *** life and death, but I hope that this life with around. For Yi smoothing the sadness between the eyebrows, for Yi singing a song of heavenly love divine song.
59, the road, walk more, will see their own piece of the three life stone, the sin of this life, repaying the sin of three lives. --
60, everyone's road will eventually come to an end, find their own home, take away the memories on the three life stones.
61, that life, you for the bright moon, I for the spring, shape and shadow, is not intertwined with the fate of the wrong; I stepped all over the red dust, climbed a thousand mountains, just for the three life stone on that a touch of handwriting, I'd rather go to wait for, wait for you to appear.
62, I am in the three life stone beside the search, Yi Yi dream of parting love, I finally can not penetrate the dome of the depression, so will be the sadness of the lingering, in the seven-stringed zither.
63, look at the countryside on the platform, the last eyes of the lingering sad look back, has long been fixed in my memory. Life and death, I reincarnated with thoughts, vast red dust I all the way through the flashy dust and smoke, just want to find you, do you everlasting red face, I with irredeemable sorrow, return to the three stone, just want to see if there is still engraved with your name and mine, I kneeled down and begged the Mona to ask her if she had seen you pass the shadow of the river of forgetfulness. The railing is leaning all over the place, and the teardrops are fluttering in the rain, fluttering into butterflies.
64, lifting the cup to look at the moonlight, drinking the lovesickness to come, the lonesome dome of the sky, full of endless thoughts, the night wind constantly blowing up my residual hair, fireflies dancing in the moonlight as frost of the three stone, I fell a thousand times reincarnation, the love of a long and withered silence than this pot of wine in the hands of the drink, drink and drink, drunk and drunk.
65, is my previous life in order to covet your deep love of the eyes, only with a lifetime of loneliness in the three stone carved you and me this morning, I thought this life can be fulfilled, but I do not know the arrangement of heaven is my wishful thinking.
66, this life, engraved in the three life stone on the vow, bathed in a world of moonlight and persistence, just to wait for you. Waiting for you, I keep the blossom into the flower fall; waiting for you, I keep the lack of moon into the full moon, even if, I keep the face into the late twilight.
67, tears into the Mona soup, stationed in the head of the three stone, the past life, heavy reincarnation appeared in front of the eyes, a thousand world of ice, ten thousand years of loneliness, that moment all return to silence. The parting of the past life, the meeting of this life, the reunion of the next life. The world is a dream, a hundred folds and a thousand times!
68, a bridge, named Naihe. A river, named Forget River. The three life stones, I still. I would like to accompany you drunkenly laugh at three thousand scenes, not to tell the sadness.
69, I am your former life in the hands of flying paper kites, in the chaos of the red dust, looking for the final destination, with your still unfulfilled wishes, crossing the river of forgetfulness, stay on the parapet of the bridge of the Naihe, look at all the people, the endless stream of lonely souls and wild ghosts, who strangely smiled at me. I know you will come back, you will come back to ferry me. You see; the flowers on the other side of the river bloomed again, I took the wings that have not yet been broken, still flying desperately, I bear in mind that the front is you and I had promised the stone of the three lifetimes.
70, Xizi Lake, the breeze blew up my long pale hair. I remember that year, you whispered, in my ear whispered softly, no matter how many trials and tribulations in the future, we have to keep each other snuggly, until the other side of the happiness. When you and I set this vow, you said you would ferry me to the other side of the shore of happiness, you said you would be on the other side of the flower red roaming through the three life stone next to me once again reunited.
71, lifting the cup to look at the moonlight, drinking the lovesickness to come, the lonesome dome of the sky, full of endless thoughts, the night wind constantly blowing up my residual hair, the fireflies fluttering in the moonlight such as the frost of the Three Lives Stone, I fall down a thousand reincarnation of the cycle of the world, the love of the long and withered silence is no more than the wine in the hands of this pot, drink again and again, drunk again and again drunk. The sun and moon like a shuttle, piling up mountains of thoughts, thousands of years without flowers, flowers to this point, do not see Iren to meet, a long wait, but also my life is not scattered empty thoughts.
72, this life dream, waiting for the moon has been broken into a thousand, a page of the heart sound, but can not escape the eternal attachment. The lights of the afterlife and the dust of the past, we have long been drinking, thousands of flowers fall flowers fly poignant, three life stone by the mountains and rivers of sadness.
73, the rush of years, frost stained hair, and three thousand. The three life stone, bearing in mind the oath. The edge of the next life, always shallow, why the edge of the deep? Gorgeous poetry, remote mail does not go to my thoughts. The next life's splendor, as a que to your attachment.
74, some melancholy a quiet sigh, the fate of the end of the flow of years in a landscape that can not be retained! The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The only thing that is left behind is the tie and the obsession, but I don't know this year, this evening, you're migrating!
75, wishing for a heart, white head never leave each other, the three stone, for you to write a song of romantic red dust.
76, the past life, Jiangnan rain, confused red dust, smoke evening twilight, rain slightly drooping, peach blossom lane willow, green umbrella one. The broken bridge, before the long pavilion, looking at the road to the end of the world, do not see the return of the good man, I waited for one after another reincarnation in the three life stone, this life, but for the gentleman before the drunkenness, only to say that this life should not be regretted. Thinking of each other do not see each other, leaving a song of love, chanting full of heaven and earth, the most beautiful red face, but a drop of vermilion tears ......
77, tears into the Mona soup, stationed in the head of the Three Lives Stone, the past life, heavy reincarnation appeared in front of us, thousands of world of ice, ten thousand years of loneliness, all returned to the silence at that moment. The parting of the past life, the meeting of this life, the reunion of the next life. Floating life as a dream, a hundred folds and a thousand times ......
78, a lot of times, always feel that time passes very quickly, such as between the fingers like quicksand quietly fade away. Then in your unconscious, it becomes a memory, stay in the past. The yellow spring road in the river of forgetfulness in the three life stone beside the Naiho bridge head can I have seen you?
79, the sentiment on the stone of the three lives, penetrating the dust wall of this life, vaguely Buddha returned to the past life; flowers in a paved stone path, only a wisp of a lonely figure, accompanied by her is that the flakes continue to fall.
80, I but the three life stone easily scratched a stroke, have forgotten where the end of the world where the home, this life since the thin red face, as if to do the heart of the piano, dancing between your fingers.
81, that world of weak water under the plum moon, no distractions red only Iren shadow; long fragrant jade night language, charming three life stone book style; softly brimming lotus wind curl, purple lotus butterfly dance sweet intoxication, xiao song Xiangjiang; mandarin ducks and red sleeves with the geese to fly south, prosperous beautiful flowers ****Yanhong!
82, the three life stone carved on the tenderness of the wind, for you to become a disease into mourning no regrets, thin words to add song, read three thousand words floating in the three life favor, the end of no regrets! Singing the depths of the eyebrow sentiment, waiting for the piano song *** song of the blossom!
83, those lost in the three life stone beside the soul, whether there is still a little bit of obsession, do not give up a once rotten self, waiting for a hopeless return to the original self, give up a nirvana complete self, and how much of the obsession, burned out the next life of countless years, how much time is left to wait for wandering step by step of the grudge, in the end, who should be who the hijacking, and who became who's obsessed with the last, but it's a nightmare forgot to go home a wisp of a soul. The last time I forgot to go home in my nightmare, a wisp of soul was pining for a home that was impossible to return to.
84, the three life stone who with who is born wrong, a song of grief to pay Konghou, who understand. The wind and rain residue, the flow of years, who in the years of mourning?
85, a thousand sails, who is still waiting for you in the original dream? And then deep edge can not withstand the erosion of the years, will be in the dust of a ferry port separation, even if the three stone goodbye, you are not the first time you, I am not the beginning of me.
86, the wind and the moon twilight Ming, dancing alone away from the sadness of the evening wind clear. 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 ones. The red face is like a dream, how can it be folded, dull a world of wind and splendor, floating life is like a dream of fireworks cold, dreaming easy to fall difficult to **** dance. The life has passed, it is difficult to chop a world of love, the three life stone, the edge of reincarnation, gaze back and ask the ferryman, this life, when the edge of renewed, only to sigh the life of the red dust is too thin.
87, when I once again replied to the once a little, but surprised to find that the carving of the oath on the three stone, in the age of merciless erosion, has been blurred, caress not trace.
88, standing in the depths of this season, see through a colorful flower things. Those written on the stone of the three life oath, but also a mirror. The so-called past life, you finally used to escape as a footnote. Originally, a life together, brittle as celadon, fell into pieces across the heart of the trace, such as the sound of cracked silk, even if it can be repaired, those wrinkled cracks have been as broken as the mirror, and then difficult to restore as the beginning.
89, this life, you silently guard the end of the world, life and death lightly put down, swords like a dream, tears like rain, fireworks full of Beijing, can not stay in the world of flowers. At that moment, the three worlds of reincarnation, reversing the flow of years, wolves crying sand, you can not catch the tail of the Wenquxing, how do you know that this time the turn around, it will be separated from the distance between life and death, I wait by the River of the Three Paths, the torrent crying death on the other side of the flowers in the three life stone carved on the next life's story, reincarnation disk wrong your face, exempt from the Mengma that bowl of soup, the fate of the past gatherings and dispersal, and ultimately can not be avoided, can only be held in memory.
90, to find the three life stone, once engraved your face. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. The tears fell from the fingertips, shattered my dream of three autumns cold.
91, moonlight appendage, a few degrees of lead, Jinshudu, alone drunk where? The tearful eyes in front of the flowers on the other side of the river, searching for the turn of the three life stones, waiting for the reincarnation of the door side of the look back. The dance in loneliness is like limp dancing, who is tired of the falling moon? Leaning on the fence looking at the moon in vain, a few times full of sadness, pen short love long hate is also difficult to send the words of the end of the world, write to make a complaint, run the pen into the wound, with the lonesome candle, waving this life in the red dust in the prosperity of the fireworks, and you look at the world away from the sky.
92, there is no eternal destiny, there is no eternal life, what we can have, may be just ordinary life. However, because of you, life will be completely different, do not have to vow, do not have to promise, we only need to rely on the love of fate, with the eyes as a medium to seal the agreement on the stone of three lifetimes, will hold hands, do not have to hold on tightly, but never relax, to their own design of the love program, to interpret a kind of classic eternity.
93, it turned out that we are just passing through the world of red dust, the three stone above the deep deep traces of fate, single without you and me, fate is above why seekers are so many, with the conversion of the wheel of the year, the alternation of time the river flows slowly, is it the regret of the years to change life? Or life changed the years? The flow of time makes me forget everything in the world, but makes me unable to past once the most beautiful encounter.
94, will always be for a period of emotion and confusion, those carefully care why will become the wind and dust fall, is not bear the vicissitudes of the years, or can not withstand the polishing of time? The words engraved on the stone of the Three Lives, why single missing you and me?
95, three life stone, that carved the tenderness, you with a few lives to repay? The first thing you need to do is to make sure that you have a good understanding of what is going on in your life and how it will affect you. In the bridge of Naiho, that promised the next life, you use which life to continue?
96, the three life stone next to the Jun hope, years of empty thin, love all dye.
97, far away from the road, fell down each word or stained with a smile does not belong to the death, each stroke has been poppy-like sadness of the poison, silent three stone is still engraved with your name, a piece of a piece of tassel ambiguous mottled, how long ago was that time.
98, listening to the voice of a long time, in the memories to see clearly. Slowly falling maple leaves, printed traces of the years. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a long journey, and I was so happy to see you. If there is never once, next to the stone of the three lives, by the bridge of Naiho, will you wait for my three years that have not gone to the appointment? I'm sorry for the loss of faith, I don't know where to go, I can only wait in the same place.
99, the reincarnation of the endless full of words, the three stone rock most love. The night is silent and the hair dances, and the night is like a song. The love of love and hate is long, three lifetimes, three lifetimes, forever and ever.
100, by the Naiho Bridge, the three life stone, engraved with you and my plot, although it has been split into a sad, but also remember those stories permeated with blood. I'm sorry, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this. In exchange for just a moment of peace. We do not know the significance of youth, now I just want to hold your hand, walk through the rest of the time together.
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