The ancient style beautiful classic sentence: flowers only for butterflies love incense, pieces of residual red dark with injuries

1, butterflies love flowers, flowers love butterflies, flowers wither and butterflies how to return? The love that comes and goes in a hurry, don't leave the sadness again. The entangled love, in time, thinning, acacia into dirt, I have become a fall in the heart. Not for the momentary meeting, but hope that time, for a holy love, promise a permanent.

2, flowers bloom only for butterflies love incense, pieces of red dark with injury. This life, I came from the rain, clean up the dust of the world; this time, I will release the dust, bloom in the sky lake and sea. The past as old dreams, memories of a lifetime lock window. The sky is also falling tears hit the banana, hard to part with the bridge by the stage. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

3, there is a kind of beauty, in the flow of years, fragrance, that is the quiet posture. Walking quietly, quietly listen to the sound of flowers blooming. Smiling, the hand of the light of day to hold up the heart, time, any a touch of light smile moorings smoke and fire, any attack of low eyebrow vivid years of flowing water, any pen flowing out of the warmth of the words.

4, long than the eye, lingering look at each other. The love pulse, said in the morning and evening. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. I'm not sure if you're going to be able to get a good look at me, but I'm sure you're going to be able to get a good look at me. I'm so happy to see you, I'm so happy to see you. It's hard to talk about what I'm thinking. The orchid and the laurel are fragrant, the tortoise ages and the crane lives. I will be with you for a long time.

5, I stand on the other side of the shore, but can no longer touch the real temperature, the years slowly frozen, gradually melt, and finally leave no trace, along the thoughts of you carved in your bones, traveling in the crowded dusk. Silently bowed his head, walking slowly. Those faces emerging from the crowd, who let me stop and stay?

6, a gust of wind, a season of leaf fall, a ride mood, a sign of ink. The years, is a bouquet of undefeated flowers, singing endless songs. Life is a poem that can't be finished, can't finish the road.

7, that shallow autumn, flower color serenity, gradually shriveled leaves silent. You stand in the long days of autumn water, the wind is a Yi Ren, water is a go is Yi Ren, that season, the end is the flower with the flowing water to go not yet. There is no one's oath to each other, never separate, and finally still in the water of the river to look at each other forever.

8, just want to do a colorful not to seek the name of the stranger flowers, not demon not incense, Cang old naive. Faintly open in their own garden, do not mind the loneliness and loneliness, do not mind a little bit of desolate autumn color decadence, in the moonlight practice white water like autumn cool, open to their own look. I don't care if you appreciate it or not.

9, the spring rain, fine and continuous. Spring rain accompanied by spring thunder, with the spring wind, pattering drift. Spring rain such as silk, such as fog, such as smoke, such as tide. Through this wisp of silk, everything in the world depicts a faint, muffled sketch, hidden and hidden, like a dream.

10, four years of time, all in the past, this goes to life long. The first time I saw this, I saw the whole world, and I was so happy to see it. The night is far away from the mountains, the evening wind is bleak, blowing all the pain of separation. The world is full of divergent paths. Jiangnan rain, the wind sent full of Changchuan. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world.

11, this evening, I no longer remember. I'm not sure how much I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'm sure I'll be able to do it. Weak body floating with the wind, silent sinking. The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure what I'm talking about, but I'm sure I'm not sure what I'm talking about, and I'm not sure what I'm talking about.

12, that was shallow footsteps, warmed the sandalwood ink, in the pure white paper, blooming; with the beautiful dream, sweet poetry; in the quiet good to see the curtain fall, the clouds rolled, quietly enjoy a person's spring flowers, autumn and moon; in the quiet, tasting the years as water, listening to the years as a song.

13, line stops, life as a duckweed. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to do that. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said. The song is over, the prosperity is cold and clear. The painting pavilion depicts gold, waking up in a dream. The right love, the wrong fate, the real heart. After that, how to call the name.

14, time such as smoke, curls and misty, dancing with the wind, the lost years back to play back, the blurred shadow gradually clear, missed the people and re-stood in front of the eyes, still well, still spring, still blossomed strangers, still green eyes and face. The fragrance has not been exhausted, the smoke has not disappeared, the clouds have not been dispersed, the soul is still there.

15, snowflakes are dancing elves, snowflakes are beautiful angels, I think it is for love. In order to a beautiful encounter, it interpretation of the bone of love, with lotus-like feelings to tell the love of love, with the life interpretation of the pure and unrepentant love.

16, flowers blossom, the four times change, life as a book, read endless. Life is like a scene, the solution is not finished many times, we are always unknowingly in the bottom of the heart to laugh and read others, read other people's pride, read other people can't call their own a few pounds and two pounds, for no apparent reason to magnify their own advantages or extreme depression pessimism.

17, in this world, no one can really empathize with another person's pain. You have a thousand arrows through the heart, you are in pain, but also just you a person, others may sympathize with, may be contempt, but never clear your wounds actually festered to what kind of situation.

18, there is an umbrella held up for a long time, the rain stopped also refused to accept; there is a bunch of flowers smelled for a long time, withered and refused to lose; there is a friend, I hope to do permanently! The friendship open, is an umbrella, can cover the wind and rain can block the sun; the friendship gathered, is a heart, can warm winter can cool summer.

19, whispering years, laughing at the years. There is a kind of gaze until the breakup, only to know is attached; there is a feeling until the parting, only to understand is heartache; there is a kind of mood, until sleeplessness, only to find that it is lovesickness; there is a kind of destiny, until the dream wakes up, only to be clear is eternity.

20, through the years, writing time, this season flying rain, enchanting this vein of lovesickness, so that the paper lotus whisked away the heart vine dust! I just want to live in this Zen idea of the day in the quiet, if you know the end is disappointing, why not twist a wisp of love sent in the purple strand of red dust, envy that a once, a beautiful stay in the wrist, lush this flower season life.

21, turn the page of the years, every landscape, are nourishing the fragrance of flowers, warmth, a little bit of spread in the fingertips, the text of the sentiment, thank you for interpreting each of my heart, my world, you have come to me, I have already been full of joy, I was in the spring of March, listening to the sound of flowers blooming, the years, will be in a mark of the light smile in peace.

22, with a wisp of afternoon warmth, the words stored in the mind between. Mood as steeped in a warm cup of tea, so that it slowly stretch, slowly precipitation, sip, so that your lungs and teeth and lips left behind a faint fragrance, moist memory, gentle years, incense dyeing the flow of years.

23, everyone has a dead end, they can not come out, others can not break into; everyone has a wound or deep or shallow, covered with a cloth, thought it did not exist; everyone has a love affair, with the heart, with love, with the force, touched also sentimental; everyone has a confession, apprehensive, uneasy, but full of sincerity and courage.

24, a long love song, the strings of the heart under the system, the style of thousands of miles to come, flowers fall tree home to open, do not have to think about the amount of secret contempt of the sadness away. Empty emerald smoke wave, curls of curls of the end of the song, I promised with the king, the next year about him, the piano dance heart, dance chanting Acacia, do not forget, from now on the two compartments of the promise.

25, a year of spring, peach blossom red who. The first time I saw a glance back, I met someone. A little rhinoceros, the true love gifted to who. A word of caution, the end of the world sent who. A bit of melancholy, fish book sent who. A curtain of dreams, by the fence read who. A cup of cloudy wine, meet drunk who. A low singing, who has been in love with the talent. The first thing you need to do is to get a good deal of money to pay for it.

26, in the red dust, in the fireworks, in the dream, you will be like a flash in the pan, and then disappear. Maybe this is good, this is better, years later, finally realized that watching a near and far, and illusion and really quiet beauty, is a stream of life in the warmth of the warm current, enough!

27, after the end of the prosperity, we are ultimately strangers, the sky fireworks, ultimately with the passing of the years. Counting the smoke and rain, everywhere the falling geese are tears. Like you so strong far away, can not do. So they stood in the lost country, watching the time quietly flooded over the forehead, and finally finally buried themselves.

28, when a young girl, a certain time, in the roadside pond, saw a teenager, standing under the willow tree fishing. That is a picture of what ah, a side of the pond, a pool of shining golden light of the water, a row of willows, a young man. The young man's body seemed to emit a golden light.

29, the footsteps of the years approached the depths of winter, the landscape of the three seasons of depression without a trace. Those who are green, fat, red and thin is no longer charming in front of the eyes, accompanied by a night of cold, the whole world into a colorless pallor. I'm looking for a trace of life sprouting up in the cold of this clueless winter.

30, the sky black, shadow swept, porch head people in the lights if; autumn water mountain, night from no, Lanzhou I do today for whom; a stringed zither, the water light wrong, a sail of the distant shadow of the green moon fall; a song up, a thousand gold promise, HUMA Tianya pale dome wide. The flowers bloom without words, the leaves fall without sound, the wind passes without shadow, the water passes without trace.

1. A green coat, dyeing a tree of splendor, two sleeves of moonlight, to tell the world elegance.

2. Falling flowers do not understand the pain of Irena, who pity Irena's love. The only thing I can say is that I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do it. Wind blowing, cold heart, long thoughts; gaze, look at the river, people broken. The same is a broken man, I do not know how many heartbreaks.

3. I just want to be with you like old friends, spring to enjoy the flowers in the fall to cook wine.

4. I don't know what happened, but I'm not sure what happened.

5. The clouds want to dress flowers want to face, the spring breeze whisking the threshold dew Huahanong.

6. You to the wind to wine for me to solve a thousand sorrows I to winter snow tea for you to add a dream.

7. Send you a song, do not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.

8. When I was young and thin, I rode a horse and leaned on a slanted bridge, and the building was full of red sleeves.

9. Who is chanting red dust like smoke, a dream of nothingness? 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. Who sighed at the deep alley of the stranger, a chant of a sadness to think about. Floating three thousand, originally just a finger of quicksand, inadvertently aged who years. Suddenly look back, the former happy face has been difficult to find, look back at the frost has been years. Occasionally rubbing shoulders, will be lightly promised the years. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. Who's loneliness moved who's heart? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

10. Who reads the west wind alone cool, at that time is only ordinary.

11. Jun Sheng I have not yet born, I was born Jun has been old, hate not born at the same time, day and day with Jun good.

12. A flower a world, a leaf a pursuit. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.

13. You said that the fishing boat sings in the evening, and the ferry looks at the clear river in the fall. Later, the night is cold, the moon shadow alone to the empty lamp. You said that the piano played lightly, played how many people on earth obsessed. Later, the smoke burned away, scattered how many vertical and horizontal ties. You said you want to or do not want to, read or not read, which one minute and second, which month and year. The people's hearts have been turned around a thousand times since then, and the sea has changed. I said, in front of the Bodhi Buddha, promise me this life for your side of the edge! Later to be your look back smile, actually, so sweet.

14. Turn around, a wisp of cold incense far away, the death of snow deep, smile shallow. In the next life, you ferry me, may I?

15. The same flowers bloom for a thousand years, watching the sea alone. A smile to look through a thousand years, a few times to know the gentleman to the earth.

16. If I get the right day, kill all the negative people in the world.

17. A sigh of contempt how many lovesickness old yesterday's face, tears in the eyes quietly fall, from the end of the world, leaving a paper pale in the pen grinding into death. Loneliness in a curtain of dreams woven into the heartbreak of the text, stacked into the thoughts of you. Sigh this life is not destiny, the red dust change. It's hard to keep that paper love affair, and then there's no return date after years and years of being far away. When I look back, all the prosperity has long been settled. I'm not sure how I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.

18. A desperate stroke, I buried in the waiting.

19. Dyeing fire maple forest, agar pot singing moon, long song leaning on the building. The year after year, in front of the flowers, a wine.

20. I have heard that the years are quiet and the Secretary of the ferry, do not want to now sideburns frost is still alone. I have heard that the horse treads on the swallow to enjoy the red, do not want to be trapped in the war now. I once heard that a thousand dresses and charming flowers are drunk, but I don't want to leave the voice of the people who have been emaciated. I once heard that the years will quietly blow the dust, do not want to now easy to put the Shaohua destroyed. I once heard that the pen describes the silhouette of the ink stained silk, do not want to leave the branches of the flowers now with the wind Di. I once heard that the piano accompanied by a clear song around the beam, do not want to today's beauty but soft misty. I have heard that the end of the world, the song is far away, do not want to now a robe and a lonely lamp shaking.

21. A que a building, a pavilion a Qionghua, a dream a floating life, a world of illusion, building Qionghua, remember that year, the qin and reed reed, floating life illusion, but see now, thinking about the painting.

22. The world has a hundred winks and a thousand red, only you are the love of my life.

23. The wind told me that it waited for a thousand years, wasted into a drop of ink in the scroll.

24. For you to plant ten miles of peach blossoms, but can not return to you a lifetime of attachment; for you to write down the words of love for three lifetimes, but can not return to you a strand of wedding veil; for you to unload the remnants of the ride cracked armor, but can not return to you a cup of tea; for you to learn the qinqiqi calligraphy and painting, but can not wait for you to a world of wind and flower; for you to wait for the half of the Shaohua, but can not erase a scar; for you to withstand the wind and rain, but not in exchange for you to answer a word; for you to taste the bitter, sweet and sour, but not the enemy of Sweet and sour, but you can not beat a wisp of sand; for you to wait for a few years thin spring and summer, but can not win you three thousand white hair.

25. Look at the passing of the years, silent, this play is ultimately my negative you.

26. The dusty road, broken thanks to the former prosperity of the dance feast, extinguish the love of sadness, haggard fall face.

27. The old soul on the stone of the three lives, enjoy the moon and wind don't want to talk about it; ashamed of the lover to visit from afar, although this body is different from the sex of the long survive.

28. A red dust love, a thousand years of destiny, a few strands of cross-shore lovesickness, how much of the old dream of the Terrace is hidden? On the water side, I wish to take a lotus fragrance, ride a leaf orchid boat, rowing through the Qin Dynasty bright moon, through the Tang Dynasty wind and Song Dynasty rhyme, looking for you on the shores of the Xizi Lake in the vast waves of smoke and water! I just want to, for you to ring Pei Dingdong, knocking on each of your night; I just want to, for you to smile wryly, erase the dust of your life!

29. Turn around, a wisp of cold incense far away, the death of snow deep, smile shallow, the next life you ferry me willing?

30. I have a pot of wine, enough to comfort the dust.

The classic beautiful ancient style sentences

1, the quiet water is deep, Cangsheng tread song; three lifetimes of yin and yin and yin and yang, one day sad and happy.

2, the world has a hundred winks and thousands of red, only you are my love.

3, life can be happy, death is not regrettable.

4. The ancient love threads are stored up, and the crimson love is rubbed down.

5, the river is lonely, the two sides of the ink green, everywhere standing is your figure.

6, worrying about the faraway charm, is a distant untouchable sadness, such as the micro cloud lonely moon, can only look at the distance of the end of the world.

7, the lights and stars, the sound of people, the song does not exhaust the chaos beacon.

The dark clouds cover the moon, the trace of people, can not say such loneliness.

8, all kinds of stories, but the love hurt; easy water people go, the moon as frost.

9, with my three life fireworks, in exchange for your world of confusion.

10, I am young, Shaohua pour negative.

11, the long street long, fireworks flourish, you pick the lamp back to see,

12, the short pavilion short, red dust rolling, I put the Xiao again sigh.

13, the end is who makes the string broken, flowers fall on the shoulders, trance disorientation

14, how many red faces pining, how many lovesickness broken, only to leave the blood stained with ink crying messy graveyard.

15, the vast expanse of a sword all save broken, where the prosperity of the song fall. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

16, let him all things clear and turbid, for you to smile between the reincarnation of sweet fall.

17, send you a song, do not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.

18, who will be burned scattered smoke, scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

19, listen to the string break, break that three thousand obsessions. The fall flower annihilation, annihilation of a wind ripples. If the flower is poor, it will fall on whose fingertips.

20, the mountains have wood, wood has branches, the heart pleases the gentleman, the gentleman does not know.

21, who forgets each other first, the country is the old country. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.

22. In the past, there were high buildings with songs and strings, and there was the dance sleeve of the city and the country.

23. When all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

24, a spring to red face old, flowers fall people die two do not know.

25, your sunset, my face, whose one-third of the year.

26, you are the tip of the pen who longed for a teenager, in the absolute city of the deserted way turned into a song.

27, who the corners of the eyes of the vermillion tears of the mole to fulfill your prosperity of the world, you jingo iron horse Jiangshan gift with who a stone broken sky of empty joy.

28, the next love song, the word to you to fill, to see who you are still high above the king.

29, the window bloomed in the dazzling array, is the Fusheng and over the years of vivid glory.

30, the love song about the wind and moon, but has nothing to do with you and me.

31, the theater into the painting, a lifetime of the end of the world.

32, such as flowers and beautiful people can not beat the water flow.

33, the passing scenery, there is no one for you to collect.

34, is the fate of the sad, or reincarnation of the pain.

35, rolling in whose years who's the end of the world.

36, that a world of years, we guarded the loneliness hurt face to face.

37, who puts who's bright in the eyes, who puts who's sad to empathize.

38, just step by step the sea, the road no return, frost full of face.

39, between the tongue stranded wonderful vine, is to want to dance for you to a song of the last pouring country.

40, the night is cool, the lights are dark, the ambiguity is dispersed, the song is turning.

41, complicated experience in the corner of the eye engraved deep lines, I turned around and carved a flower.

42, those who staged a prosperous refused to curtain the years in the open a flower in the end of the world.

43, in the next life I will come back to pawn, in the next life I will come back to take a blood oath with you.

44, the right side of happiness, barren people.

45, missed years in the desert in the northern bloom colorful purple flowers, but barren round of spring and summer.

46, the sadness of the departed, the sadness of parting. The first time I saw this, I had to go to the hospital. The first time I saw this, it was a very good thing that I was able to see it in the flesh. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.

47, the quiet water is deep, Cangsheng tread song; three lifetimes of yin and yin and round and round, a day of sadness and joy.

48, the lights and stars, the sound of people, the song does not exhaust the chaos of the beacon.

49, dark clouds cover the moon, the trail of people, can not say as lonely.

50, the sky is not old, love is hard to stop. The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and I was a kid, and I was a kid.

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Those beautiful ancient style sentences: broken no bees and butterflies Mu fragrance, red dress off the heart of the bitter

1, not all the lovesickness blood and tears thrown red beans, open endless spring willow spring flowers full of painted buildings.

2, the fragrance is not in the stamen, the fragrance is not in the calyx, the bone in the fragrance.

3, to dispel the sorrows of the more sorrowful, only afraid of waking up after the wine broken.

4, a song of Yangguan, the sound of broken intestines, alone by the rail radius.

5, the sea is bright moon, the end of the world **** this time!

6, your path, from now on do not see my old age.

7, straight to see all the flowers in L.A., began to *** spring wind easy to leave.

8, pedestrians can not bear to listen to the crows complain, flute Guanshan leaves wind.

9, the car is far away from the horse, thinking of the gentleman can not be forgotten.

10, is the reality abandoned fantasy, or fantasy memories of reality.

11, the heart like a double silk net, there are a thousand knots.

12, the light is not better than the boudoir hate, line sit sit dai brow save.

13, you line more than ten years, lonely concubine often alone.

14, refused to paint the hall of vermilion, spring breeze from the poplar flowers.

15, just realized that, originally, I have been just a person.

16, the thought of looking at each other without kissing, the sky for who spring.

17, makeup, whispered to ask his husband, painted eyebrows depth into the time without.

18. I would like to be a double swan and fly high.

19. The embroidered arm of the piano is a symbol of a gentleman's hall.

20, there is no once in front of the flowers and moon, how to come today's thoughts of the end of the world.

21, spring heart Mo *** flowers compete for hair, an inch of love an inch gray!

22, hate, but like spring grass, more line more far also born.

23, spring silkworms to the death of silk party, wax torch into gray tears began to dry.

24, the beauty of the rolled curtains, sitting deep knitted eyebrow.

25, condensed hate to the remnants of the sun, remembering the gentleman gentleman does not know.

26, in front of the building, the green dark portable road, a willow, an inch of tenderness.

27, the handful of hand crying oblique sunshine, heard the neighbor's husband and son-in-law return.

28, looking back, that person is in, the lights are out of sight.

29, afraid of being alone, and your ambiguity, so that I can not distinguish the so-called love.

30, want to send colored paper and ruler, mountain long water know where.

31, the king chose the color of jade, the bed in the golden screen.

32, the beauty of the sunflower intention only sunrise, Gracilaria lettuce heart all decay.

33, the wind a more, the rain a more, rave broken countryside dream not, the old garden without this sound.

34, spring as the old, people empty thin, tear marks red overflowing shark raw silk through.

35. The sun rises in the east and the rain falls in the west.

36, in the sky would like to be a bird with wings, in the ground would like to be a branch.

37, failing me, regretting to pity you, sue the day does not hear.

38, the gentleman in the sky, the concubine long parting.

39, sentimental since ancient times empty hate, this hate endless.

40, cut constantly, reason is still messy, is the sadness; don't be a taste in the heart!

41, a hundred birds to build bridges, star dreams to pass the book, the star language wishes, Tanabata with you long companion!

42, the new knowledge by the thin custom, the old good isolation good fate.

43, more sad, poor fall to, silent more bitter.

44, you know, is Shanxi will be planted, once tied poetry alliance.

45, people are strong and healthy, Qingzun Su Ying, long wish to follow.

46, a little less predetermined expectations, that care for people will be more comfortable.

47. It is the sadness of destiny, or the pain of reincarnation.

48. The river is full of worries, and the sky is far away.

49. The sky and short karma, gathering and dispersing is often easy.

50, you have to hold on to my hand, do not be absent from my future.

51, Zhuangsheng dreaming of butterflies, Wangdi spring heart to cuckoo.

52, for Yi pin people emaciated, the belt gradually broaden end not regret.

53, only step by step the end of the sea, the road no return, frost full of face.

54, the candle red for the world, mountain color green back to the dream home.

55, frustrated with the autumn wind, emaciated the end of the world, the beauty of the grass complains of the late twilight.

56, the night is long to get thin love to know, the beginning of spring is early by the lovesickness dye.

57, not afraid of the silver steel deep show households, only worried about the wind break clear clothes crossing.

58, sentimental since ancient times hurt separation. The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the stuff that you have to do.

59, cardamom tip of the old hate, ten years of dreams can be surprised.

60, the most off love leakage sound is forever, dark broken intestines flower shadow steal shift.

61, a branch of Yan Lu condensation incense, clouds and rain Wushan in vain.

62, love is only in: lilac branches, cardamom tips.

63, always a kind of bleak, very haggard, there is still a good line of Yantai.

64, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch, inch by inch.

65, the swallows resigned to swan south soar, I think you travel more broken heart.

66, the end of the dusk tears a few lines, a piece of crow crowing moon.

67: I want to put my heart on the yaoqin, but I don't know much about it, and I don't know who will listen to me when the string breaks.

68, ask you can have a few more sorrows, just like a river of spring water to the east.

69, always in the unconscious years of life. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that. Even though I found that the light is long.

70, meet a drunk is the previous destiny, wind and rain scattered, floating where.

71, I regret to be a businesswoman, concubine life when the lucky husband.

72. When will the lucky man arrive, and when will we meet again?

73, how to go, I can really walk into your heart.

74, the sky is not old, love is difficult to stop, the heart is like a double silk net, there are thousands of knots.

75, the mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoky water is cold, and the maple leaves are dappled with acacia.

76, look at the cherry blossom sky, sadness in the flow, but can not cover the mottled years.

77, the moon color into the high building, lovesickness two sadness.

78, the king's favor is more delicate, the king's pity is not right and wrong.

79, Guan Guan Ju, in the river. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.

80, there is no place to eliminate this love, only under the eyebrows, and then on the heart.

81, if life is only like the first time, what is the matter of the autumn wind sad painting fan.

82, fan, fan, the beauty of the disease to cover the face.

83, the Yangtze River waves of tears of the conscripts, a night of the west wind **** white head.

84, the most is the earth can not stay, Zhu Yan resigned mirror flowers resigned tree.

85, from the farewell, remember to meet, a few times the soul dream with you.

86, but also the pearl tears, hate not meet when not married.

87, the red bean is not easy to see, full of tears of lovesickness.

88, looking at the husband, the river is long, turned into a stone, do not look back.

89, the beauty of the golden ladder out, the hand from the basket.

90, fish and geese are lost to the end of the world, and then believe that the human world is bitterly parted.

91 This love can be recalled, but at that time it was already lost.

92. The door to the courtyard is closed when the flowers are silent, and the beauties are standing together in the Qiong Xuan.

93, you have to remember, that year and that month, the willow purple strings Luocheng East.

94, when you return to the day, is the concubine broken heart.

95, what is not lovesickness, river WeiweiLong bamboo.

96, the dream is broken and the heart wants to be broken, the sound of the horn blowing down the plum blossom moon.

97, the most bitter idle sorrow, do not go to lean on the fence, the slanting sun is, smoke and willow broken heart place.

98, broken no bees and butterflies Mu fragrance, red dress off the heart of the bitter.

99, Shaohua not for young people to stay, hate long, when to rest.

100, the fallen flowers have been style before the dance, running water is still only east.