The jade cock blows to the point of breaking the intestines, and the tears in his eyes become blood.
At one moment, Suwen was in a daze.
Sigh life's difficult,
The fate of the unpredictable, the wish of the difficult to pay, the grudge of the unforgettable,
The dust of the difficult to break, the sins of the difficult to eliminate,
Zen masters say: but come to see the world, as if in a dream.
Watch the curtain of red rain, for whom the pro tie flower bell.
Waiting, after all, waiting for an empty just.
Rouge, red sleeve dance,
How many sad and happy things, since the ancient hard to recognize.
Often a weak water is a long way to go,
a shore of green shirts gradually far away,
even if only separated by a water,
also two high city back,
The twilight clouds in the eye, the long song sounding.
Scattered flowers are blowing in the air, and a thousand illusions are waking up.
The red lotus on earth is still in full bloom,
and it's not a good thing that you've got to be a part of it.
They've got to be a part of it,
and they're not.
Who would have thought that falling into the dust,
would be entangled into several generations of sand?
It's a sad day, but I'm still dreaming.
Missing the day, I will caress a song in my heart,
Qing Shang, gently flowing between the fingers, v. and the wind,
v. and the bright moon. The wind is whispering, the moon is silent, and I,
No matter how the face changes, no matter how the world changes,
will have no complaints, and no regrets.
Waiting alone, spring and autumn, the golden lotus hobbling mountain paths, deep in the green forest,
The clear stream annoyed, mocking people do not know shame.
I am the tip of the grass in Jinling, and I am buried in sorrow.
Pleasant and graceful, a thousand times ten thousand,
More than a youthful image head. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in my life and what is going on in my life.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in love with a woman for a long time. I'm not 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. I'm not envious of the nine night sky long, for the sake of a few rounds of the earth.
I have been condensing from E Ying's heart, dripping on the Xiaoxiang bamboo, mottled.
Every time the sun goes down with the song, the wind weeps and the rain breaks, there is always me whimpering, sad and sad, will be a cavity of bitter grievances to tell.
I have rolled my cheeks from the jade ring, looking at the dusk of the screen window, the figure of my beloved gradually disappeared. The vegetarian strand has no intention of being cruel to the world, forcing it to perish,
Leaving a faint soul, turned into a dreamer. The night and night lonely pillow, night and night cold brocade, wind carving pale face decline, all for the love of marks!
I am a willow on the Ba Bridge, and I am a bird that cries and spends its time with the swallows. Even if the wind blows in my direction, I will never be able to fill the loneliness of the broken branches.
Gathering and scattering of human affairs, clear waves far, who has no regrets in this life? The small boat, the cable and the two hearts will be linked, tomorrow morning, the dream of farewell cold.
It's a good thing that I'm not a fan of the Wushan fog, and that I'm not sending red beans to the South China Sea.
This is the first time I've ever seen a woman in the world who has been in the world for a long time, and I've never seen her in the world for a long time.
I am Jinling grass tip dew, after the love without destiny, burial sorrows worry hard to rest.
More than a few years ago, I was a young man, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman, and I was a young woman. The first thing you need to do is to get the best out of it. I'm not 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.
It's a good thing that I'm not in love with you, because you're not in love with me. The bridge is not easy to build, and the golden laurel is a beautiful sight to behold.
The delicate hands weave the mandarin ducks play, lift the eyes, across the shore of the bitter thought a few times into? I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
I am a broken wall to send dream frost, mournful days since the sad song. Cuifeng hanging scroll soft fingers hurt, drifting sense of ten thousand, ginger, you Yin I Yang,
Bridge cut obsessive thoughts, and more Mengma soup. This go to go, half of the world's destiny, three life thought, what is longer than the road?
I am the paper umbrella was abandoned drop, turned into a flood of blue. Broken Bridge today and willow seams, West Lake, no wind and no rain,
Lian have a heart, teasing ripples condemnation of the fish, the fun Su Causeway. This time, the first, no net bottle Pudu, rest obsessed with the immortal couple.
I'm a three-alarm rain, no tie, no send even more no plan, the greenhouse drunken pot long days and months, wake up a few, wave a few!
The future is far away and I don't know when it will be, but I'm looking for more and more. I'm used to seeing the cold moon wash the stone embankment, the willow willow dawn makeup neighbor jade. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
I am Lancel to hate the water, love is not ****, heart will always follow. The west wind night cry is not regrettable, the high hall of copper license green silk broken,
Frost Hua Liutian reflecting the residual Fei, Suzhou River, flatboat to the evening oar cloud return, laugh a thousand times, who remembered who?
I am the Butterfly Fountain on the Terrace, which has not dried up for thousands of years. The spring **** limp, the summer solstice with shade sleep; autumn high and the moon accompanied,
year-old cold Qi hidden heaven heaven, how similar to the earth, the dust and wind sheltered heart two hold, the dream is difficult to be round! The rainbow of the bath love hanging, laugh at the weaver boring even think of Fan
I am the ten niang sink dream river, sprinkled all over the fragrant Ting, the east flow of the lesser word, the joy of madness, the moment of surprise dream, empty one!
I am withered Mo Chou Lake, strings of crystal beads no one whisked, cause than the wings of the people pillow happy station, two go blank, two lonely.
Laughing at the side of the resting dove sang: aunt, aunt ...... even more lords sob: ruthless hu, hate hu!
I am Fengdu Luoyang River, Velvet heavy, eyebrow condensation snow, light wind has no intention of breaking the reflection of the moon, lonely Chang'e, but also sideburns quietly cover.
I'm the one who has fallen into the sea of prosperity, thousands of people, where are they now? 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 get the best out of your life, and you have to be able to get the best out of your life.
I am the heart of a thousand tears, when not back, the heart swore to fade. Love flies with the dream, and then drops, tasteless, as good as water!