Covering the wooden door, the moon is cold, back to the old place
Gazing at the cold smoke, the grass is miserable
One sip of the smoke and the fire can't drink it all
Scorched throat which memories
Low twilight clouds, the wind of the summer is curling up the flag of the wine
interlaced with this time or past
The sound of the qin sound like a weeping voice, the evening wind rush
The moon is broken to see how many farewells.
Watching the snow fall for thousands of kilometers, I will hide my green shirt
The world is so far away, I don't expect to see you again
Drinking alone, I will dance with my sword in the wind
The rain on the empty stairs is a reminiscence of what happened in the past
The clouds are flying and I am so proud to have my sword in my hand
Drunk with the cuckoo and proud to be a hero in his own clothes
But at one glance, I can't help but think of the love that I have been thinking of you
It is so obvious that I can't avoid the thought of it
What do you mean by that? I'm not looking forward to seeing you again at the end of the world
It's a long way to go
It's a long way to go
The cup is empty and the fallen plums are as snowy as the snow
The traces of a dream are still there, and I can't help but let the world come and go
I know how many times I've been hurt by love and affection
Three times I've heard it, and I don't have any songs
Pick up the steps, the moss is slippery, and the dust has accumulated
Why don't you go back to your home? The old lyrics have been sung with new sorrows
That day you broke all the willows in Chang'an
There was a bright moon and I was afraid to go up the stairs, but I was sad and refused to give up
Poetry was scattered on the streets and poets drifted in the city
Vainty is a killer, and invisible seduction only needs an excuse
Who cares about the red beans you gave me, even though they are your whole universe
The longest time of the world has been changed into a time when you won't be able to stay in the world
Do you have the courage to go far away?
Do you have the courage to go away with wounds all over your body
The kings and lords of the world have seen it all, and drinking wine at midnight does not dispel the sorrow
The dock leading to Chang'an, the exquisite use of words, and for whom
Who is the Xiangjun explaining the hand of the son
Near the Flower Tower, under the Willow, in the boat, the lyrics, the flower full of sleeves
The heart of that woman's family makes the two brows shy
Silk satin and the folding fan of the evidence of the shoulder swim
The satin and the folding fan, the silk and the folding fan of the shoulder swim
Who's smiling through the red Oh
The evening rain has painted the sadness of separation onto this paper in the late autumn
The old lyrics are also sung with new sadness
That day you broke all the willows in Chang'an
There is a bright moon and I'm afraid to go up to the tower for fear that I'm sad and I don't want to rest
What is it that's like a strong feeling in this world
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Who will still perform the song of the long time we have been together
Who will still perform the song of the long time we have been together? Who else will perform the long-lasting togetherness and play it with their lives
The fan poem has become her universe and she refuses to let go of it until she dies
Who has tears for this purpose in this life? I will cross the millennium and never look back
Smiling at you and waving my right hand, I have kept you waiting for a long time
Lost baggage from a previous life, have you forgotten about it in this life
The rain of that academy is like the breath of you, and how can we talk about it
This is a beautiful poem, and it is a perfect example of how the world is like a peach blossom. p>Beach Blossom Fan beautiful poem I learned the play to look at you from another world
The waiting of a thousand years will be renewed in this life
Near the building outside the flower, under the willow boat, the lyrics of a song, the sleeves full of flowers
The heart of that girl's family makes two eyebrows shy
Silk satin and folding fan on the shoulders of the swim
Who is also laughing at the red Oh
Even the evening rain into the painting, will be the sadness of the departure painted into the paper of the deep autumn
Will the old words also sing out new sorrows
Will that The old lyrics have also brought out new sorrows
That day you broke all the willows in Chang'an
There was a bright moon and I was afraid to go up the stairs, so I was sad and refused to stop
You smiled and gave me four lines of a poem when I went back to Chang'an again in a drunken mood
I only wish that I could keep dreaming, and the willows would be full of flakes, who cares about who I am
Near the building beyond the flowers and the boat under the willow, I wrote a poem about a flower with a sleeve full of flowers
The heart of that woman's house makes her two eyebrows shy
Silk and silk are swimming over her shoulder. The silk and the folding fan are swimming on the shoulder
Who smiled and turned red Oh
The evening rain has painted the sadness of separation on this paper in the late autumn
The old lyrics are also sung with new sadness
That day you broke all the willows in Chang'an
There is a bright moon and I am afraid of going up to the tower in fear of the sadness
The whole piece of the broken soul is heartbreaking
3. March rain
The fine rain is falling, and the smoky water is intoxicated with the drink. The water is overcast and the people are drunk
The spring wind is blowing, the mountain road is heavy and it is hard to return
The willow flakes are flying, the branches are spitting out new buds
The fireworks are shattered, the parting of the love curtains is haggard
The continuous rain of spring has reached an indefinite period of time, and it is rippling up the water in the water of the lake of the heart.
Looking back to the time we used to be in the dream, it is still pure as glass
This is the spring of the year again, and it is a season for flowers, and it floats in the wind without trace.
Time has left us in a hurry, and it's hard to find a way to renew the love we had in our past lives
Remembering the old days, when you sang the song, but you're no longer there
More than sighing, I'm going to dance again, and you'll be in love with me
Empty memories, but a pity for a good time
Pouring out my cup, I'll turn the butterfly into a fly
Flying to look for the love we had for a hundred years. I've been thinking about you for a hundred years
The teardrops are broken, and I just want to go to sleep
This love can be recovered in my sleep
Remembering the old days, when I spun and spun and you sang the piano
Today, I sing the same song again, but there is no more of you
I'm not sure if I'll ever be able to sing the same song again, but I'm not sure if I can sing it again.
Where is the ignorance
The time is wrong, where is the heart of tomorrow
Mid-spring, the cycle of reincarnation only to meet you again
March rain, a thousand threads of long time to rely on each other
4. 3,000 worlds of the crows to kill
Night is silent and the crows are up Night is quiet and the crows are silent
Night is quiet and you are up and you are dressed in a light coat and resignation
No more than a day and night, but it's as if it were three seasons.
Snow swirls on the willow bank
Looking at whose kite, I'm looking forward to it
The wind is rocking me to the top of the green clouds
When will you come back
Till the red sunset spreads across the sky and makes you drunk
Then I'll pick up my feathered robe and light it up on my brow
We'll dance for you, and we'll sing a song for you
With you we'll get drunk in front of the bottles
This morning it'll rain all night. The night rains fell on Wushan
Who cares about the broken red thread
I just hate that the sound of the crows on that night has buried my love for you
The night is silent, the crows rise up, the night is quiet, and the crows are silent
The night is quiet, and the lonely silhouette is silent, sighing on the balcony at the evening wind, and I'll be parting from you
Three seasons have gone by, but it's as if it were a night and a day
Swallows and rain in the front of the hall
Flowers and flowers, and they are in love with each other, and they are in love with each other, under the leaves, and the paper kites. Paper kites
The thread seems to be broken, but it's not
You won't see me in this life
I'm just a song and dance in a green house
You, with your ink-dyed strings and wind flowing through your shirt
The world is full of rumors and things can't be perfected, and the night is full of **** and chandeliers
Night is full of crows and the raven is in a state of darkness
You said that you would take your sword and kill the 3,000 crows
The flowers in the spring and the moon in the autumn, and we're together all over.
The sound of rain is disturbing, the jade pianos are cold, and I look at the scrolls you gave me
The sails, hand in hand with each other, are drifting away
Me, I burned my zither and broke the strings, and I traveled all over the mountains and rivers alone
I smiled, but it wasn't as cold as the other day, and the night was warm in another place
Suddenly the winds picked up, the crows' voices were gradually blown down by whoever was in tears
5. The bright moon and the bright lamps and flowers are alone
Lifting the eyebrows, the first red lotus wind sleeve curls for whom to dance
Recall Suddenly step turn to the green stone road
Still at the water pavilion
Recall The pen stained with vermilion sand light lotus step
Throughout the years, I vaguely a song and then danced for you
Recall In the next year, I hate to think of each other wrongly again
Still at the water pavilion
The Painted House
You are dressed in white as before
My red dress is still the same
I tasted the bitterness of lovesickness
I danced for you
I was greedy for you, but I was hesitant
You stayed in the same place
Still on the banks of the Water Parterre
The painted house
As in the early days, I leaned on the king to remember the dance of the past
Red lotus. Still by the water's edge Painting the building Still by the water's edge Painting the building Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ Ah ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ 6. The painting of the river at Qingming City I leaned down to look at the curtain of fall rain The falling droplets of autumn rain Were silent Carved in stone. Is the mark carved on the stone monument hiding a secret In your eyes I see the threads of love Melancholy of the ancient lane Writing the melody of the lute The flowing coat The little song hawked on the street It seems to be transforming there through space Everything is blurred and clear The world in a few seconds Lamenting the significance of the extraordinary The damask floats up to cover the sunset Playing a broken hearted song Lifting up the picture is so beautiful I don't know who's ink brush it is The light rouge covers the thoughts The drinks are drunk How many capable people are there? How many capable men and women have painted three thousand miles of books The significance of the carving of the river map Melancholy in the ancient alleyways Writing down the pipa's melody Floating coat The song sold on the street It is as if I had changed to that place in a different place Everything is blurred and clear The world in a few seconds What is the world of the world? Lamenting the significance of the extraordinary The damask floats up to cover the sunset Playing a broken hearted ancient song Lifting up the picture is so beautiful Who knows whose ink brush it is The light rouge covers the thoughts Sipping a few cups, but feeling drunk How many capable generals and ministers have written and painted for 3,000 miles Top The significance of the carving of the river map Ayakata floats up to cover the sunset Playing a broken hearted ancient song Lifting up the picture is so beautiful Who knows whose ink brush it is The light rouge covers the thoughts Sipping a few cups, but there is a feeling of drunkenness How many capable people will be the ministers of the book painting 3,000 miles On the carving of the river map The Lanting Sequence Lanting Sequence The Lanting Sequence is like a flowing river Pushing the door in the moonlight, your heart is as delicate as your footsteps are broken Busy, it's easy to make a thousand-year old monument, but it's hard to make a beautiful one The real one is impossible to give to anyone with a true heart The pastoral flute plays, and there are several dishes of yellow wine and small dishes The sunset sunlight is as shy as you are, but you are as drunk as a drunken woman The copy is easy to write, and the ink smells like a drunken man. The copy is easy to write, but the fragrance of the ink never fades, leaving a lingering aftertaste with you Who is circled by the line of vermillion sand It's not about the wind and the moon, I'll wait for you to come back with the preface The pen is hanging by a thread, and there are thousands of waves along the shore What do you know about love? How can it be written in the wrong way? I've been waiting for you to come back There are thousands of waves along the shore What do you mean by "love" And I'm the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding Nothing to do with the wind and the moon, I'm waiting for you to come back Hanging in the air, I've been waiting for you to come back There are thousands of waves along the shore What do you mean by "love" And I'm the only one who lacks your lifelong understanding A snap of my fingers and the years go by and the city disappears The city goes up in smoke The stone street, smiling back at you, Did you hate it? You shook your head and sighed softly, who made you furrow your brows And in the deep room, the smell of rouge was left behind The geese flew south, and you turned around, and you had tears in your eyes Holding up a handful of the moon, how can I sleep with my memories in my hand, and how can I? I've been so busy stitching up my embroidered shoes, I'm so unhappy about them, If you were to complain about a flower and a butterfly, who would you be angry at Nothing to do with the moon and the sea, I'm waiting for you to return to me. It's not about the wind and the moon, I'm waiting for you to come back with a preface There's no shame in writing, no fear of right and wrong in the world The rain is beating down on the banana leaves, and it's been a few nights since then I'm waiting for the thunder of spring to remind you of your love I'm waiting for the thunder of spring to remind you of your love 8. Tomb Raider - x Dreams and Leafy Cherry Ask the dusty sky and the stars to fall, and the man who passed by the door of the mountain temple The lama burned incense and warmed the snow, waiting for the guest in the mountain Ten years have come and gone, and the infinite Buddha has stored the locks of the Infinite in his place The door of the wheel of fortune opens again, and in the future, who will you be waiting for The heavens are not kind, and the one family name is for the protection of thousands of people The top of the Tibetan mountain, and the fierce winds will not stop, and the ice will not flow. Forget the bell of destiny and walk towards the red dust Finally, I can't look back It's like this, the turntable mirror is not a platform, no leaves fall from the bodhi Flick the flower, no heart, no smile, the unicorn seat Long life, no one ever meets the door of the mystery door, no one has ever stayed Remembering the Buddha, the year is a dream of the yellow rice sorghum Xihu Xiaoxian is a small house deep, the golden knife to cover the amazing casting of the wind. Karma is a lightweight, golden silk book of the Spring and Autumn period and the Warring States period Mystery can not be seen through the nine rings, the more you participate in the more confusing The up and down to seek can not be enmity and bitterness of the obsessive obsessive obsessive Seven-star coffin, the anger of the sea to sink sands through the waves of the disaster The top of the Palace of Heaven, a step by step, a game of a mound of slopes Queen's Mother country, looking up to the empty nest of the suffering of the broadcloth obsessive wait The final carry on there are you waiting for me There is no more. Time carved The city in the lake is a shadow of the entangled hedges around the cause and effect The road from the time alone to return to the place of luxury Burning bonfires Knowing each other with all the heart and suffering of the deep love, but have not planned Qiongceng Shadow Undertake the promise of this life Jiangnan wrong Shoulder for a moment of innocence in exchange for a lifetime of joy Beyond the step of the stay Look at the gazing and choking even the words Wanting to think of ten years, a day and a day of autumn, but only a dream. A glass of wine Don't ask about the dust I'll remember the return date for you 9. Yangzhou Gothic The green poplar and the alleyway are in autumn and the wind is bleak and desolate Memorizing the evening flowers on the Mirror Lake and the boat in the moonlight The wind is in the spring, the green leaves are in the green leaves and the green flowers are in the blue flowers Sparse hedges, red bricks and new tiles Years ago, Dulang Jun appreciated the song that dispatched his feelings Reciting the song of Yangzhou Slow, the temples have already gotten old The music of Yangzhou Slow is in the past. By the bridge, even the red herbs can't stand up to the knife of the years Youthfulness, dashing, and dashing An empty name Ten years of haste, and the country's destruction, only a broken wall left behind Remembering the rise and fall, and sighing at the past If I could be so arrogant in the years to come I'd like to exchange this bamboo flute for a blood-soaked horse's tassel The grass is weak, the cold smoke is light, and the mist is a mystery If I could only imagine the time when I was a young man, the border was a place where I was a man of the world. When I think of the wolves on the border, I think of the long city with its horns blowing The wind is so strong that the green leaves are withered and the red leaves are falling Decaying wood, black clouds, and yellow sand Today, the 24 bridges are still there in despair Singing a song of bleakness and hatred, of unfiliality Humans peeping at the river, and their hearts burning in their absence Snow and ice, and the maze of flying stones Even though it makes me tearful Ten years have passed, and I hate to be alone in this world, but I have never seen it. I've had a long time to look at the moon in sadness Remembering the rise and fall, and sighing at the past If my years allow me to be arrogant I'd like to exchange my pen and ink for an iron armor and a wine bag It was a frightening dream last night It's still hard to wake up today Bamboo flute beheads the enemy's head Writing and writing in the Guangling Mountains Throwing on the boat and rowing slowly, and the moon in the midst of the day Reproductions on the boat. A glance at the desolation and a sigh of sadness The feeling of the rise and fall and the release of the past Like the flow of the river in the east Even though I am gray-haired The heart of serving the country is still madness 10.Raining Cherry Blossoms The scent of the rain falls down for a mile after it rains And the male blossoms fall down to the bottom of the mountain in camouflage Falling leaves are arranged in the shape of thoughts. In the shape of thoughts I sing Song Not to see Cherry blossoms falling down the valley of sadness Hiding an unspoken word Blowing outside the window of the house's ties Gently blowing My hair First Love you Turned since the pain of the I don't want to resist How to learn to hide Silly smile expression but can't speak Stealthily like the memory of a happy camera Quietly breathe the air around you I remember you Said the cherry blossoms are beautiful Won't want to leave from your side this night Not forgetting to write about the rain that fell from the cherry blossoms Not giving up on carving in my heart that I will always love you You said that you and I are both obsessed with this moment The languorous elegance of the cherry blossoms falling in the valley of sadness hides a word I can't tell you Blowing outside the window is a hold on the house Gently blowing My hair First time I loved you Turned into a self-inflicted wound I don't want to resist How do I learn to hide it Smiling stupidly with an expression that I can't even say Stealthily, I look at you like a camera of happiness in my memories Breathing quietly in the air around you I remember you. I remember you said the cherry blossoms were beautiful won't want to go away from you tonight won't forget to write about the rain when the cherry blossoms fell won't give up on carving in my heart that I will always love you You said that I was fascinated by you and me for this moment Smiling foolishly with an expression of love, but I can't say anything I'm still remembering you, and I'm still remembering you. Secretly like a camera in the memory of happiness Quietly breathing the air around you I remember you Said that the cherry blossoms are beautiful Won't want to go away from you tonight Don't forget to write about the cherry blossoms falling in that rain Don't give up on the heart engraved with the love of you forever You said that me and you All for the sake of this moment of fascination 11.wind drunken dream Take a wisp of wind drift Found that today's letter has not yet arrived Outside the window of the March sky clearing the willows new branches Birds cawing in the wind is still with a smile Courtyard wall half leaning on the eaves of the house slightly picking Drops of last night's remnants of the rain is very little Double said that lonely deep bosom is never old. It is said that a lonely boudoir never makes you old But you are still in the prime of your life You don't have to compare yourself to a bird in a cage under the porch You should have poetry and books and a smile in your boudoir Even if you get drunk on cold wine You will be as pretty as a picture Watching the sunrise by the eaves till the sunset Putting the clouds into the cave whistle When you are in the boudoir, you will have a good time and you will not have to worry about your life. Leaning against a beautiful woman in the breeze Looking out the window at the stream flowing over the bridge Catching a wisp of fresh wind and swaying Sending the grasses along the roadside The pedestrians in the drizzle said that spring had come early Thousands of kilometers of green dyed the post road The scenery of the spring dawn was most worthy of a road The willows were even left with fledgling birds When you traveled here, you could see the beautiful scenery of the city. It's a good time to get drunk But you're still too lazy to paint your eyebrows You don't have to compare yourself to a caged bird under the porch You should have poetry and books to laugh at in the boudoir Even if you just get drunk on cold wine It's still a picturesque sight to behold Watch the sunrise by the eaves until the evening light Send the clouds into the cave piper. I've sent my clouds into a cave flute All day long, I lean on a beautiful woman Looking out the window, I see a stream flowing over a small bridge Last night's wind and rain knocked down the peonies All the time, the flowers are already old before spring is over Do you know that I've always seen in my drunken dreams The smoky waters outside the wall are thousands of kilometers away Do you know that the courtyards of the south of the Yangtze River are small Lingerly. If you hum a tune of "Tap Song" It's a good thing that all the rain and smoke in the world can be broken The old saying goes that love is always disturbed by lovelessness Why should it be hard to get rid of the sorrows in your heart It's never easy to get rid of the sorrows in your heart Why don't we just drink wine and get drunk in a dream all through the night 12.The last summer with you With you, the last summer with you was a great time. The last summer with you The thoughts of you can't be erased The smile in the slanting sun Walking far away The breeze of June blew away the light of your tears Deeply engraved in my heart, I can't forget Passed yesterday Beautiful wish There are only a few sketchy exam papers flying in between the lines. Dazed and confused, multiplying, dividing, adding and subtracting You're always like this, smiling slightly as if to say I'm here Answers I'd like to ask you too But my face blushes and my heart beats faster, and I have no words to say Really, I'm like this If I talk like this, would you hate me Ah, the night sky. The fireworks Light up every summer Always make me sad Time is like the wind Silently disappearing and flowing Morning light reflecting the colorful sunshine Sunset in the wind You hold my hand and walk on the familiar street Until the end of the line You reluctant to leave and embrace each other. With you in this last summer The thoughts of you can't be erased The smile in the slanting sun is fading away The breeze of June blows away your tears It is y engraved in my heart that I can't forget This last promise with you The summer of leaving with a smile The anticipation of reunion It is never going to change. Never change Please remember that we will be able to hold hands again on that distant day Passed yesterday The most beautiful wish Ah, the trees outside the classroom are swaying The sound of cicadas chirping inadvertently always makes me think of the past Ah, even if it's the glow of the moon Even if it's the light of the moon, the moon is still shining, and the sun is still shining. It's sad even if the moon is shining Spring cherry blossoms are weak Autumn maple leaves are red I'm snuggled up in your arms until the end To the end of the day To the end of the day With this last promise we've made to each other Smiling as we leave the summer Looking forward to the day I'll be back with you. Reunion Never change Please remember that we will be able to meet again holding hands on that distant day Gone are the days of yesterday The best wishes Time is like a dream The past is like the wind Too late to say it out loud The tears on your cheeks Heart Please don't forget me again Please leave me a smile Till the end To cling to you With you in this last summer I can't tell you what I miss Listen to the familiar sound The starry night The last memories of you stay on Tears on my lapel Will never forget The last time I spent with you The last parting gift It's like a dream I don't want to wake up Not even the sea can stop us from being together again With you, I'll be with you in the last summer of my life. Never change Please remember that we will be able to hold hands again on that distant day Passed yesterday Best wish Passed yesterday Best wish
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