Spring rain building head shakuhachi xiao, when to return to see the tide of Zhejiang? Manshoes broken mantle no one recognized, stepped over the cherry blossom the first bridge!
Three hundred years of poets, the favorite is Manjusri. The most important thing to remember is that it's not just about the way you look at it, it's about the way you look at the way you look at it.
The poem is easy to understand, and the four stanzas have two meanings: the first two stanzas are about homesickness, and the second two are about a sense of being in the world. The first two lines are about homesickness, and the second two lines are about the feeling of being in the world. The thought of the homeland and the feeling of drifting away are all intertwined, and there is no separation between them.
The first sentence, seven words are three kinds of imagery: spring rain; building head; shakuhachi xiao. The three images are simply displayed, like three walls, enclosing a space and leaving people with infinite imagination. These three images are the best material for the poem - spring rain, I don't know whose head of the building, blowing a piece of xiao. The spring rain is easy to make people melancholy, the sound of the pipeline into the ear, stirring up the boundless nostalgia.
As expected, in the next sentence, the poet talks about nostalgia. At that time, the poet was stranded in a foreign country, Japan. Shakuhachi is the Japanese xiao, cherry blossom is the national flower of Japan, both of which are a nod to the situation. The Japanese xiao is not exactly the same as the Chinese one in terms of style, but it is also a good material for composing poems. The xiao and the flute have a magical power in Chinese poetry, they are the catalyst of nostalgia. Li Bai's poem "Hearing the flute in the city of Luocheng on a spring night" reads, "This night's song smells the folding willow, and why wouldn't anyone be sorry for the love of the old garden!" Li Yi's poem "Hearing the Flute at Night at the Surrendered City" reads, "I don't know where to blow the reed pipes, and all the night's conscripts are looking at their hometowns." When Man Shu wrote this piece, he was perhaps subconsciously influenced by them. It is a common pattern in old poems to talk about nostalgia from the sound of the reed pipe, but this piece is not diminished by it. Roses and roses are always alike, and we don't love them any less for it.
There are a few lines left to explain about the "spring rain", the "shakuhachi xiao", and the "Zhejiang tide". Swallow niche essay" (two nine) cloud: "Japan shakuhachi, like the Middle Kingdom Dongjiao, heard from the Jin people. Its song is famous as 'Spring Rain', which is deep and mournful. Yu's "Spring Rain" stanza: ......". According to legend, Japanese monks beg for food and often play shakuhachi xiao. Manjusri was a foreigner, and his state of mind was close to that of the begging monks. Among the beggar's pipes, there is nothing more poignant than the song "Spring Rain", which is why Manjusri is most haunted by this song. "Spring Rain" is of course the name of the piece, but in the piece, it would be better to interpret it as a real scene. If we stick to "Spring Rain" as the name of the song, we will lose the color of the poem. When reading this poem, we should know what kind of song "Spring Rain" is, and we should not insist that it is just a song.
"Broken goose" (Chapter 20) Yun: "...... more two days, arrived in Shanghai. Yu that is into the city, buy a monk's clothes easy, Xiao Ran to the Wulin to go to the beauty of the Sacred Lake, this should be by the way to reward my long-cherished wish. Both to the Xizi Lake, Ying eyes silent music, very far from the world. I again flooded the melon boat, the Maojiabu. Both to, yu sheds boat, shoulder was seat several things, cast Lingyin Temple, that is SongZhouWen 'building view of the sea day, door to zhejiang tide' place also." "Zhejiang tide", that is, from Song Zhiwen poem. The "Broken Broken Geese" is an autobiographical work by Man Shu, written after his return from Japan. Wulin has been a beautiful place since ancient times, and with Song Zhiwen's great lines to add color, how could Manush forget it? So when he returned from a foreign country, this was his first stop. The poem "Broken Broken Geese" is a record of the return, and the poem "Spring Rain" is about the thought of not returning. All in all, "Zhejiang Tide" is the burial place of Manushu's dreams and souls. "Returning to see the tide of Zhejiang" means that the fox must die in the first place. The "Zhejiang tide" is the famous Qiantang tide, a symbol of passion and power. Therefore, "the building to watch the sea day, the door to the tide of Zhejiang" is a strong language, "return to see the tide of Zhejiang" is also a strong language. The sadness of the whole poem does not overshadow the strength of this line; the strength of this line adds to the sadness of the whole poem.
Three or four lines, from the thought of the homeland to the feeling of the world. The broken shoes and bowl are a clear indication of the identity of the monks in the family. Monks naturally can only be a pair of straw shoes, a broken bowl, walking thousands of villages, begging ten thousand households to make a living. "How many bridges have I stepped over the cherry blossom?" It is impossible to remember exactly how many bridges and roads one has traveled. Of course, the poet may not be so miserable that he has to beg for money. These two lines are just trying to emphasize the misery of his life. The "broken shoes and mantle" and the cherry blossoms in the sky are so disproportionate to each other! Against a background of splendor and beauty, there walks such a walking monk, who is unknown in all the world. The splendor of the background will be the main character's scribbles contrasted with a different kind of conspicuous.
"How many bridges of cherry blossoms have I stepped over?" Again, it seems to come from Xiaoshan's words. Xiaoshan's "Partridge Sky" lyrics: "The dream soul is accustomed to be free of constraints, and step on the poplar flowers across the bridge of Xie." The word "poplar" has been changed to "cherry blossom", but what remains unchanged is the dream and poetic feelings. Hundreds of years ago, Xiao Yan, a lyricist, was a sentimental, sickly and affectionate person; hundreds of years later, Su Manush, a poet, is the same. Xiao Yan's "Linjiang Xian" also says: "We are looking for each other in our dreams, and the rain is falling in the flowers." Poets are always sensitive to the dream world interwoven with flying rain and falling flowers, and the "spring rain" in the first line and the "falling flowers" in the last line of the piece do not leak out this information, do they? In the rain of flowers in the sky, came a monk with broken shoes and mantle, it is the general mood of the dream ah!
The cherry blossom is a very beautiful and gorgeous flower, but the flowering period is too short, less than half a month's time, in the wind and rain withered. We are shocked at her splendor, pain in her withering. She is the ultimate beauty, but can not stay forever, as our beautiful youth, beautiful life. Life is like a dream of flying rain and falling flowers, beautiful, but short. Short shocking. So much so that we doubt her existence, that she is just a dream, never real. The poet, who left us this beautiful chapter, spent only thirty-five springs and autumns on earth, and then went away forever in the midst of poverty and illness. Manshu is the poet of poets, he used poetry to write life, also used life to interpret poetry. The poet's poetry and his life are mutually reinforcing.
I remember asking a friend: what kind of feeling is cherry blossom? The friend replied: the flowers like a dream embellished floating life. I was really touched by this.
Suddenly, I remembered the two lines of Beidao's poem: "The road, the road, full of red poppies."
2. What are the poems describing the "beauty of cherry blossoms"
1, ten days of cherry blossoms for the intention to open, around the flowers do not hesitate to day a thousand times? -- Su Manshu "Cherry Blossom Falling"
Interpretation: It turns out that there are 10 days of cherry blossoms in the flowering period to open brilliantly, and I went to enjoy the blossoms in the end, and I thought that even if it was a day to enjoy the blossoms around the flower for a thousand times for this beauty, it is also worth it.
2. Yesterday snow like flowers. Today's flower is like snow. The mountain cherry blossom is like a beautiful woman, but her face is easy to fade - Deng (Pu) Erya "Cherry Blossom"
Comment: Yesterday, the snow covered the sky like a flower, and today the flowers fall like snow, the mountain cherry blossom is like a beautiful woman, but her face is easy to grow old.
3, the countryside do not ask the moon in the sky, own cherry blossom wins Luoyang.
Comment: When you miss your hometown, don't look up at the moon, there are no peonies in Luoyang, and take a look at the cherry blossoms here.
4. Peach blossom cherry blossom red rain zero, mulberry money elm money scratch color green. Wang Yang
5, Shouyan cherry blossom autumn maple, early summer green between crimson. -- "Qing Shui Temple visit Daxi Shangren" Lao She
6, the mountain deep may not get spring late, everywhere mountain cherry blossom pressure branch. Fang Yue
Interpretation: In the deep mountain spring will come on time as well, full of flowers blooming on the branches. It means that suffering will eventually end and happiness will eventually come.
7, rocking sleeve standing, spring wind rush, cherry blossom willow rain miserable - "Yangchun song" Yuan. Guo Yi
Comment: Rocking sleeve standing, spring wind blowing rapidly, cherry blossom opening, willow sprouting, rain bleak and desolate.
8, ten miles of cherry blossoms ten miles of dust what meaning: when the ten miles of cherry blossoms have now turned into dust, lamenting the change of personnel. -Yuhua "Tokyo Miscellaneous Poems"
Interpretation: Although the cherry blossoms are beautiful when they are in bloom, they will eventually be turned into dust, just like the beauty of the beauty of the late, the hero white hair. Beautiful people, beautiful things, always have a different flavor, need you to experience.
9, where the mournful kite with the urgent tube, cherry blossom forever pale hanging Yang shore. --Li Shangyin
Interpretation: Cherry blossoms fly away, the scene of flying red all over the ground so that the Yangliu bank are feeling a permanent pallor.
10, spring rain building head shakuhachi xiao, when to return to see the tide of Zhejiang, man shoes broken bowl no one knows, stepped over the cherry blossom bridge. --Su Manshu
Interpretation: When changing into the broken bowl of shoes, people are still the original person, but no one knows, we are all beings are Buddha nature since ancient times does not increase, does not decrease, is not immaculate, but in the name of the rotation, but has long been no one to know. The first bridge over the cherry blossoms, but there is a kind of reincarnation on the road to the meaning of endless rotation. If you are drifting, you will be intoxicated by the pink romance, and you will be happy when you are displaced from the meadow between the flowers. How can the weak cherry blossoms withstand the wind and rain, and how can the petals of the blossoms withstand the wind and rain, and how can the flower residue hurt you? The cherry blossoms of the past day, when a person wanders around in the garden, withered and tasteless, and when he watches the tourists being in couples, and is lonely, he is sad, and he forgets about the beauty of the blossoms and slowly leaves, and sighs silently, and fades, and cherry blossoms are hanging on the branches of the lake, the lake is flowing with the wind, and the flowing water is bearing petals of the blossoms.
In reply to the phone, there is no sound, in the eyes of the white has been clean Bleak: cold. The cataracts are dark and gloomy.
The sound in the ears is not much.
Hao: white. Jin - Tao Yuanming, "In the middle of the twelfth month of the twelfth year of the year kimao, I wrote with my younger brother Jingyuan" (撒盐空中差可拟), not as if the willow wadding rises due to the wind. Jin - Xie Daoyun, "Winging the Snow" (咏雪联句), "The snow has been like what it is, and the salt in the air can be compared to the willow wadding that rises due to the wind."
The moon shines on the snow, and the wind is strong and mournful. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.
The winds of the north are strong, and the winds of the north are fierce.
The wind scares the bamboo: the wind carries snow, hitting the bamboo and making a rustling sound.
Tang - Song Zhiwen "Court in the snow should be system" The sound of the water ice under the throat, the sand road in the snow Ping Tang - Liu Changqing "pay Zhang Xia snow night to go to the state to visit the other way to the bitter cold as" a vine path green, 10,000 points of the snowy peaks clear Tang - Li Bai "return to the old mountain in winter" ground white wind color is cold, snowflakes as big as a hand Tang - Li Bai "taunting the king of the calendar year refused to drink wine" Yanshan snowflakes as big as a mat, have blown down the Xuan Yuan Terrace Xuan Yuan Terrace: Legendary as the Yellow Emperor captured the Chiyu place. Tang - Li Bai "north wind line" chaotic clouds low twilight, rapid snow dance back to the wind back to the wind: cyclone wind.
Tang-Du Fu, "The Snow" (对雪) The slanting sun on the bamboo, the snow in the mountains Tang-Han Jian ("Chu Book"), "Chu Book Residence" (褚主簿宅会毕庶子钱员外郎使君) (a poem by Zhang Ji) Who will be flat on the ground 10,000 piles of snow, cut and carved into this even smallpox Tang-Han Yu, "Two Plum Blossoms" (李花二首), "When the spring ground to compete with the luxury of the garden of the Luoyang park, especially the chaos of the apprehended. Who will cut and carve ten thousand piles of snow on the ground to make this heavenly flower."
Thousands of birds fly away from the mountains, and ten thousand paths are lost. The first time I saw this is when I was a young man in a boat, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young man in a boat.
Tang - Liu Zongyuan "River Snow" only to see the ridge cloud like cover, has been shocked by the rock under the snow like dust. Thousands of bamboo shoots and stones, thousands of jade, ten thousand pine trees, ten thousand clouds Tang Yuan Zhen "South Qin snow" six out of the flying flowers into the house, sit and watch the bamboo into the agarwood Six: snowflakes are hexagonal, so the "six" said snowflakes.
Qiongzhi: bamboo branches covered with snow like white jade. Tang - Gao Pian "to the snow" Deep night know snow heavy, heard the sound of folding bamboo Tang - Bai Juyi "night snow": "have been surprised that the coverlet is cold, and then see the window bright.
The night is deep and the snow is heavy, and the sound of folding bamboo is heard at times."
Tang Li Shangyin, "Two Songs on Snow" The battle against the Jade Dragon is three million, and the defeated scales and armor are all over the sky Jade Dragon: describes the flying snow. The Jade Dragon: describes the flying snow. The defeated scales and broken armor: describes the snow flakes fluttering like pieces of scales and armor falling down one after another.
Song Hu Zai "Campsis Fishing Hidden Series of Words" before the collection of Volume 54 cited in the "West Qing Poetry" contained Zhang Yuan made the "snow" poem Jiangshan not night moon thousands of miles, the world is selfless jade ten thousand Jade: a metaphor for the snow. Yuan - Huang Geng "snow".
4. A poem about cherry blossomsCherry blossoms on the street, willows by the pool;
Swallows in the sound, thinking of each other for another year.
- Zhou Enlai
"The cherry blossom tree is newly planted in the small garden.
-- Tang Bai Juyi
Where the kite with the urgent tube, cherry blossoms forever pale hanging Yang shore.
The cherry blossom is in full bloom how many times? The two are unknown.
I would like to advise you not to ask about the festival, the wind and rain in the old garden is very sad.
--Tang Li Shangyin
When will you return to see the tide of Zhejiang?
No one can recognize the broken shoes, and I have stepped over the cherry blossom bridge.
When I listened to it, it was in the sound of the sitting part, but after I sang it, it was not in the leaves of the cherry blossoms.
The first time I heard of this, I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Who can stay in a green house?
--Xue Neng (Tang)
The Difficulty of Separation The Song of Mandarin Ducks
--Li Deyu (Tang)
Don't you see that the people of the same heart in the past were turned into mandarin ducks?
They never leave each other in a single night, and their necks have been crossed for thousands of years.
In February, the grass was green, and the cherry blossoms were not rare.
The winds of the Golden Pond are good.
The first time I met you, I saw a girl with a pair of shoes, and the second time I saw a girl with a pair of shoes, I saw a girl with a pair of shoes.
The clouds are shaking the green roof, and the colors are reflecting the pearls.
The two shadows are together, and the two hearts are together.
The drowning is on the blue sand, and the red clothes are washed in the swirls.
The spring is a whirlwind of light, and the playfulness of it is not yet reversed.
The spring is not close to the pool of the sky, and the garden of Cheung Chau is not close to the sky.
If you wish to keep your love alive, you must go far away from the net of the world.
In the south, there is the island of Xiaoxiang.
There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and the Yuan River has many blue streams.
-- Xue Zhaoyun
The horse is sailing in the saddle, and it is difficult to part with the curtain at first.
The spring scenery is so beautiful that I can send you ten million miles away.
Half-makeup beads and emeralds fall, dew Hua Zha察.
Red candles, green silk, can attract tears.
A good night, the dust is green, the soul wants to be lost, the sandalwood eyebrow half-convergence sad low.
Before we say goodbye, the heart first swallowed, want to talk about love is difficult to say.
The first thing you need to do is to get out of the car and get out of the car.
The sleeves are shaking, the spring wind is rushing, the cherry blossom and willow rain is miserable.
Thank you for the new grace
--Tang Li Yu
The cherry blossoms have fallen out of the moon in front of the steps, and the elephant bed is sadly leaning on the lavender cage.
It's like last year today.
The two maids of hair are not neat and emaciated, and the tears are stained with red and wipe the chest.
Where is the pain of love, the window of the drunken dream.
Cherry blossom [1]
Pink snow petals fall
In the spring when the green wind blows
Cherry blossom [2]
The cherry blossom of the forest is a scarlet cloud
A cherry blossom is a kind of white mood
Cherry blossom [3]
She gazed at me through the cracks in the blossom
I looked past her smile to see the cherry blossom. Cherry blossoms
Cherry blossoms [4]
Fragile cherry blossoms
Surge of people
Cherry blossoms [5]
A petal of cherry blossoms falls on a green silk
A woman is imprinted in his heart
A girlfriend [6]
She wears a scarlet dress
She walks into a forest of cherry blossom trees. She fades away
The moon[7]
This March moon
Is the same color as the cherry blossoms
Cherry blossoms[8]
She told me a secret
She sheds tears when the blossoms fall
I love you. I put a kiss on your lips
Last year
Last year's cherry blossoms on a bookmark
Last year's love on the pages of a book
A photo
Blurry cherry blossoms in a blurry photo
That's exactly how I want it to feel
A couple
They're holding hands
They want the cherry blossoms.
They want the cherry blossoms as a backdrop
Couple [xiii]
The cherry blossoms are falling on their heads
She's going to hide in the wedding gown that she wants
Couple [xiv]
The moonlight is pouring over them
Their shadows are as fine as the cherry blossoms
Cherry blossoms [xv]
He Shall come in on this night of the full moon
She shall wait for him under the tree where the cherry blossoms fall
5. Ask for a poem that is only about the beauty of the cherry blossoms and nothing elseThe favorite flower of spring is the cherry blossom. Often overnight, swiftly open. Suddenly, unstoppable. Then fall in the wind. There is no lingering. The Japanese call it Hanabuki. When I was walking at dusk, I passed by the forest of cherry trees and saw the pink and white petals still fluttering. Suddenly, it occurred to me that this is the flower that is the best of all. Because it dies early. It's like some one-night stands. There is no chance for it to go bad. So it leaves a lifetime of memories. Sad, perhaps. But beautiful. The smell of you is all over my nose. Obviously sinking and suffocating about to die, I don't bother to breathe out. This is Faye Wong's Forgive Yourself. I like this kind of intense feelings. The more intense something is, the colder it is. Because there is no way out. Indulgence. Indulgence. Selfishness. Madness. Only when you've sunk and fallen do you realize what you've paid for. I wish the weather would clear up. I think about how I'd be able to climb to the top of a high mountain and see the pure blue sky and sea again. And then look at the people I was able to love in the distance. The cherry blossoms fly away, the wind swirls the moon. What will happen to the so-called Izumi? Who is better than the cherry blossoms? Cherry blossoms - a song of joyful clouds as a companion, the aftertaste is carried in the heart. The new rhyme is a result of the poem, and the heart does not dare to pocket.
Cherry Blossom Poetry Pink face with a little bit of laziness in the early spring of March to get up, and then non-stop combing make-up, lips traced to the fishy red, wandering spring love roaming over Mount Fuji in the land of the Shengtang flooded charming hidden in the sultry and affectionate bloom smile, the red-clothed woman from the United Kingdom, along the Yang Yuhuan's murmur of the Chinese ink paintings, dance sleeve, this transparent woman in the wind, lingering in the March score, forgetful play, the spring swing She swings the spring into a swing, and calls the bees and butterflies that gather flowers and make honey, she hides in the branches and leaves, and winks mischievously, and plays out the story of Liaozhai, how many young boys and girls who are in love with spring wander around in a pink dream, the spring breeze and rain make the park revert back to a child's body, and the stone path that is covered with petals needs to be swept with the whole of your adolescence, the cherry blossom, a short period of sweetness, wakes up in your beautiful memory, and you get a fever and a blistering lip, and your lips are burning with fire, and you have a fever, and you have a fever, and your lips are burning with fire. The lips blistered with fire, the soft body fell from the branches from the moment of dust to wake up the tragedy originated from the shallow March spring wind can cut out the green silk sash, but also can cut the pink dream
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There is a tube of bamboo Xiao, which was purchased from a Xiao seller at dusk on a Chengdu street.
When I was a teenager, I learned to play the flute from someone. So, in the many years to come, there have been a few bamboo flutes hidden in the box. Only, no longer learn to memorize the score, no longer blowing. After that, I moved from one place to another during my wandering career, and several bamboo flutes were either given away or lost. When I left my hometown to Chengdu, I no longer have the sound of the flute.
However, whenever I hear the Xiao sellers walking and playing along the street in a foreign land, I still feel a stirring in my heart. I know, I always have a wish, is to be able to learn a musical instrument. It is not to prepare for begging for food one day, like Su Manshu did back then. Rather, I want to be able to use an object near my mouth or in my hand to make some sound to replace my throat and vocal cords in the solitude and silence of not having an object to speak to.
Xiao, I do not know how to play. But in that twilight, I still bought one. At first, I couldn't even blow out the sound. After some days of practice, I was only able to blow out some babbling intermittent tones. But it became a spiritual prop, hanging on the wall. From Chengdu to Huangshan, and from Huangshan to the sea.
It is still the poem of Manjusri, "When will I return to see the tide of Zhejiang Province, the shakuhachi xiao at the head of the building in the spring rain? Manshu shoes broken mantle no one recognized, stepped over the cherry blossom how many bridges?" Man Shu learned to play the Xiao, or Shakuhachi, in Japan, which is not only a foreign land, but also a foreign country. Therefore, his shakuhachi xiao sound inside, there is a prodigal son's contempt, but also the sound of cherry blossoms.
Of course, perhaps, he must also remember, he clung to the hands of the shakuhachi, from the homeland of the Tang dynasty passed over to Japan. And now, the old country has shakuhachi disappeared only Xiao. Xiao and shakuhachi, but both are on the ground to grow out, are bamboo ......
Reference:
Su Manshu Cherry Blossom Falls The cherry blossoms bloomed on the 10th day of the year. The wind and rain of last night have been so bad, who will tell this sorrow to the heaven and earth? I can't bear to see the sand burying the colorful bones, and I'm empty of tears.
The love is a memory of other years, an inch of spring heart has long been gray. Huang Jigang, the spring breeze is wide embankment, the value of the barbarian flowers bloomed.
Dan reflecting the sunshine, charming this are people. The first time I saw it, it was a very good time to see it.
The guest's heart is jealous of the twilight clouds, want to wander with the spring. The lights are so bright that you can't see them, and the waves are so bright that you can't see them again.
I don't know 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 first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Deng Erya Cherry Blossoms Yesterday, snow was like flowers. Today, the flower is like snow.
The cherry blossom is like the beauty of the mountains.
The whip silk car shadow rush to go, ten miles of cherry blossoms ten miles of dust. The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me.
Cherry shoots spring bloom April day. Ten miles of Sumida River on the road, spring breeze and rain to see the flower boat.
(Sumida River on the embankment of ten miles long, full of planted cherries, when the flowers into a city of tourists, the road for the plug. Those who are weak and cowardly, and fear to fall, buy a boat under the embankment, and go back to the shore to watch it.)
Lu Zhenbai Cherry Blossom East neighbor has a beautiful person, elegant and different from the ordinary. The flowers are so beautiful that they are different from the ordinary ones.
I can be compared to peaches and plums, and compete with the east wind.
It's like a calyx and green flower, walking on the streets.
The image of the mist is trailing a light train, and the light of the gods is in a state of flux.
They are the first to be able to do so, and they are the first to be able to do so.
The human world has its own Chi Tien, but it is better than the Song of the Pengshan Mountain. The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world, and you will be able to see it in your own eyes.
Fan Shuhan Cherry Blossoms Six Songs Come to see the flowers on Yangmingshan, a red cloud of sunshine. 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 in the future.
Who blew the orchid gas on the high branches, embellished with green congealed grease to fight the colorful posture. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
It's all over the mountain and the water, and there are piles of rouge and tears. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new pair of shoes.
The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight with a man who had been in the middle of a fight. Who is the soulmate of life, there are Fusang wooden clogs.
The 媚骨姗姗带醉妍, carrying clouds and dragging rain across the river. The drift Yin fall privy delicate lethargy even more, half of the spring mud half of the smoke.
Light smoke Ran Jiang early even, fighting for Yan Yan with the intention of spring. The first time I saw this was when I was a kid, and it was the first time I'd ever seen a kid in my life.
8. Seek a only write cherry blossom beautiful verse no other meaningSpring favorite flower is cherry blossom.
Often overnight, swiftly open. Suddenly, unstoppable.
Then fall in the wind. There is nothing left.
The Japanese call it Hanabuki. When I was walking at dusk, I passed by the forest of cherry trees and saw the pinkish-white petals still fluttering.
Suddenly it occurred to me that this is the flower that is most unforgiving. Because it died early.
Like some one-night stands. No chance to go bad.
So it leaves a lifetime of memories. Maybe it's sad.
But it's beautiful. The smell of you is all over my nose.
Obviously sinking suffocation is about to die, I do not bother to breathe. This is Faye Wong's forgive yourself.
I like this kind of intense feelings. The more intense something is, the colder it is.
Because there is no way out. Indulgence.
Indulgence. Selfishness.
Madness. Only when you have sunk and fallen do you realize what you have paid for.
I wish the weather would clear up. I thought I would be able to climb to the top of a high mountain and see the pure blue sky and sea again.
Then look at the people I can love in the distance. The cherry blossoms flew away and the wind swept away the moon. The so-called Izumi, where to go. Who is better than the cherry blossoms Atsushi, Huigen visited the true father.
Cherry blossom - happy song clouds as a companion, the aftertaste carried in the heart. The new rhyme is a result of the poem, and the heart has not dared to pocket it.
Cherry Blossom Poetry Pink face with a bit of lethargy in the early spring of March to get up, and then non-stop combing and dressing to describe the lips of the fishy red wandering spring love roaming over Mount Fuji in the land of the Tang Dynasty flooded charming hidden in the sultry and affectionate bloom smile, the red-clothed woman from the United Kingdom, along the Yang Yuhuan murmur of shallow singing in the Chinese ink painting, dancing sleeves of this transparent woman in the wind, lingering in the March sheet music, forgetful play, the spring swing She swings the spring into a swing, and calls the bees and butterflies that gather flowers and make honey, she hides in the branches and leaves, and winks mischievously, and plays out the story of Liaozhai, how many young boys and girls who are in love with spring wander around in a pink dream, the spring breeze and rain make the park revert back to a child's body, and the stone path that is covered with petals needs to be swept with the whole of your adolescence, the cherry blossoms, a period of short-lived sweetness, wakes up in your beautiful memory, and you get a fever and a fever, and your lips blister with fire, and your lips get a fever, and your lips get a blister. Lips blistering fire blisters fine soft body from the branches fall from the moment of turning into dust only to wake up tragedy originated from the shallow March spring wind can cut out the green silk ribbon can also be cut to pieces pink dreams.