I. There is a fierce tiger in my heart, and I smell the roses. The first time I saw this, it was a very good idea to get the best out of it, but I think it's a good idea.
Second, dyed fire maple forest, agar pot singing moon, long song leaning on the building. The year after year, in front of the flowers and the moon, a wine. The water fell red lotus, only heard the jade chime, but this love is still the same.
Third, the end of the dust, a bosom of tenderness into a cloud of smoke with the wind away, tears sprinkled, in exchange for just if not the warmth of the Ning. Last night's stars are similar today, the east wind is still the same, but there is no longer the splendor and tenderness of the past. The girl's face is so beautiful that she can't even see her own eyes, but she can't see her own face.
Fourth, people say that the sea water is deep, not worth half of the lovesickness. The first thing I want to do is to get the best out of the world, and I'm not going to be able to do that.
Fifth, that year the broken bridge is raining, that volume of empty bamboo has opened, that medicine under the umbrella of the more red, that person cover after the thick clear.
Six, running water in a hurry, the years carry the hurt, a shallow sadness, written all over the letterhead, depicting the color, as if always sad words, fuzzy look, is that we can never go back. Had in most of the time, anxious and disorderly acceptance of the beauty of life given. Hiding in the corner of the silence, soothing the pain, time imprisoned in the vicissitudes of the right way, the years stranded calling voice, in the remnants of the season of soft, lost in the worries that had wandered. Rendering blank time, staggering along the way, and time; fading away.
Eight, the depths of the dream, looking for a few chirping cicadas, a night of noisy quiet; people get up, can not stop the yellow flowers dancing, half a bed of warmth of the cold.
Nine, the wind is moist, tea smoke. 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.
X. Holding the old age, imprisoned time and space, all of a sudden to the end of the world.
XI, the lights and stars, the sound of people, the song does not exhaust the chaos of the beacon.
twelve, there are always some things, whether you want it or not, it is going to happen, you can only accept; there are always some things, whether you avoid, it is going to come, you can only face.
xiii, in the experience of life's ups and downs, the pain of losing his wife, many ordinary days, Ming Jing like heart often surged inexplicably touched. I know that this love is sincere, is to be dedicated to the world, the world will always be some of life's setbacks and encounters. But because of this passionate feelings, so that my heart is always surging ups and downs, always have a heart as bright as sunshine, in the road of life, insist on continuing to go.
Fourteen, life is really heartbreaking is not separation, is not your body to withstand how much pain, but your heart that silent crying, that kind of unwillingness and remorse, regret their own indecision, regret their own powerlessness, but also regret their own dedication to pay in exchange for a contemptuous smile
Fifteen, do not want to think of changing the past, the past any change in the details will cause the future of the earth's transformation, and the future will not be the same. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do it in a way that will make you feel better about yourself.
XVI, who will be burned smoke scattered, scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.
XVII, deleted are memories, just memories remain in the heart.
xviii, the earthly variety, when we can not go to change, we learn to accept. Remember Bill. Gates said such a sentence, life is not fair, get used to accept it. Remember to never complain. To this day, I realized that I have not enough passionate passion for life in the past few years, there are too many complaints and anger about life, so I lost all the joy in my own bones.
nineteen, this time I left you, is the wind, is the rain, is the night; you smiled, I waved a hand, a lonely road will be spread to both ends.
XX, the moon is light, the wind is bleak, a song of the eternal lute, floating acid in this life of love. The thought of stepping on the night and come, drop flow in the sea of the moon, have fallen into the empty night, silk sound carved marks, collision with the heart of the stupid, tears overflowing eyes, wantonly flow down, like strings like sobbing as complaining.
XXI, despairing of a hundred years and who said.
XXII, he smiled and destroyed himself in the loss of years.
Twenty-three, is not, each person only in his birth that season is the most beautiful.
Twenty-four, half a volume of spring early painted Jiangnan. The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, but it was a very good one, and it was a very good one. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Twenty-five, meet hate late, love is too slow, in and out of let me dilemma. The reason for this is the fact that the company's business has been in the business for a long time, and the company's business has been in the business for a long time.
Twenty-six, a few sighs, a few worlds of sadness, laughable my life by me not by heaven.
Twenty-seven, some people are good to you, because you are good to him, some people are good to you, because they know how good you are.
Twenty-eight, fade all the wind, I still guard you on the other side.
Twenty-nine, life requires us to constantly learn to do, but do sometimes let us in life never read it. This requires us to learn to be human all our lives, and still to be kind and plain is the most true.
Thirty, I would rather that we have never been together, I wish we never forget each other in the river and lake.
Thirty-one, a finger of the flow of years dyed pavilion is too short, half a pot of the remnants of the death of drunkenness is the cold glory of the weak warm.
Thirty-two, the phoenix tour on the Phoenix stage, negative about the appointment, a night of bitter waiting, and from now on, Jiangnan Jiangbei, 10,000 miles of mourning.
Thirty-three, can not move to drink tea, step broken this one, the world of fireworks.
Thirty-four, today all kinds of, like water without trace. The first thing I want to do is to get rid of all the stuff that I've been doing.
Drunkenness, in order to delete the memories
1, from morning to sunset, from running to busy, not only sighing the luxury of the years, the fear of the years of torment, all of this, and for me, are a long wait.
2, love, like growing on both sides of the opposite shore of the other side of the flower, year after year to look at, waiting for the spring, year after year to wait. Love is also from the growth to barren, that love when the sweet, get along with the obstinacy, parting when the bitter. And I, can not withstand the temptation of the years, nibbling away at youth, set foot on a road that does not know the way to come, do not know where to go ......
3, borrowed a touch of winter's skimming, who in the outside of that door cocked his head and sadly infatuated with the look? The sound of sighs outlined once again to open that door of joy, a margin of gathering and dispersal, all the happiness has been reduced to ashes, the wind blowing ash Yang, fireworks after the sad parting of destiny.
4, quiet night, there is only a fragmented sound of the ringer, as if it were a lifetime ago. Accepted in silence, exhausting all the sadness and joy of the day and night, quit the stage of life in the carry each other, hiding into the boundless darkness of the night to cry. Cold wind mixed with rain across the fragile eyes, bitter corners of the mouth are overflowing with the ghost of falling flowers.
5, from the earliest like that name, to hate such a name, and then like the name of the person represented, experienced two seasons, in those long cold winter, I have been eager to have a name can let me hold warm, and that lingering name always let me feel lonely in the dark night.
6. Tonight, I was captured by thoughts, thinking of your heart, like broken beads, scattered all over the place, the sound of that ticking ticking fall on the ground, tightly knocked my soul. In such a night, listening to the wind, listening to the night's gasp, but also want to listen to you, because you are my countless times wandering in the dark night, the brightest star, can light up my rugged road. If, in this life, there is no chance to keep with you to the old face, then I will be jaws waiting for thousands of years, waiting for the next life, with you hand in hand!
7, so, I was the world cold, hiding to my own world. In fact, it is very afraid, very afraid of being cold, very afraid of being hated.
8, read your dream in the stormy night is so barren and desolate, my bewildered eyes look at the sycamore lonely shadow written thick sadness. In waiting for you in this life on the long road, your figure is more and more far away, and I walk more and more confused. Twisting open the time of the years, once with you snuggling with the picture is now hanging high in front of the window, according to loneliness, pain and shallow singing.
9, the life of our troubles are often so: not willing to get, get afraid of losing, always think that others get better than their own. Life in the shining in the momentous, in the mundane real, belonging to you is preferred, have is the best. Therefore, today to cherish, miss will not come back; yesterday has been blown away with the wind, no need to think of the past complex; tomorrow is still very far away, we can only sniff out its flavor in the current efforts.
10, men are like kites, no matter how high, there is always a line in the hands of women. Smart women always know how to maintain a suitable distance, far away from the tug, tight loose; stupid men always want to break away from the line, the downside is the more and more far away, until one day hurt all over the body phosphorus injury can no longer fly, no one asked. Inspirational quotes
11, tolerance is like the spring sunshine, can release the right and wrong of others; tolerance is like flowers, emitting fragrance to bring a good mood; tolerance is like the light of benevolence, can grow their own wisdom; tolerance is like cool manna, can pour live dry heart; tolerance is like a hot fireplace, can warm the cold heart; tolerance is like old wine, can intoxicate the friends of the heart; tolerance is like a torch, can not be extinguished. Tolerance is like an inextinguishable torch that can ignite the extinguished fire.
12, the state of women is determined by the attitude of men: men love women, women are gentle water; men cold women, women are hard ice. Women want men to love, not to give men hurt. The more a man loves a woman, the more fully the woman's femininity is expressed, and vice versa. If you feel that women do not understand you, do not care about you, may wish to reflect on what they do.
13, the trajectory of life along a timeline, only a single direction forward, can not go backwards. Microblogging is like a momentary record of life through every stop every scene every moment, over the memories, and then can not change before that moment. Every moment in the microblog is written forever and can only be "deleted". The only way to delete the memories is to kill the brain cells, and to get drunk.
14, there is no one who will never be slandered, and there is no one who will always be praised. When you talk too much, others want to criticize you. When you talk too little, others also want to criticize you. When you are silent, others still want to criticize you. Don't trouble yourself because of the doubts of all beings; and don't agonize yourself because of the ignorance of all beings. Go your own way and let others speak!
15, the little girls dream of a white horse, open their eyes to find the world is full of gray donkeys, after the grief, can only pick a strong body from the donkey herd, such a donkey is named: affordable men.
16, I hope one day to shoot the wind! A pure wind!
17, alone in a corner of me, only thinking about my heart. A person's loneliness, can not say how cozy, but also enjoy a peace of mind alone. The character of the smoke, I'm afraid it is difficult to change.
18, outside the window, sporadic rain, all things in heaven and earth, in the rain baptism, through the light, in the wind flicked, bright swaying posture, can, in the near future, will also end up withered cool up! The birth of all things, the death of all things, so in an instant, as, met, parted, but also just like the fireworks bloom moment, colorful, but ultimately will remain beautiful, gradually go away!
19, rush - fog - stop, review - realization - rush,
20, I saw the most brilliant minds of this generation ruined by madness, next to hysteria naked.
21, dancing to the moon, through the night dawn, with a thousand years of time, waiting for you to turn around once far away. Relying on the old window, twisting a flower of lovesickness, borrowing a drop of crystal tears for you to look through the curtain, roaming through the vicissitudes of the red dust, looking at the sunset, with a full belly of tears and words intersected in the cold white moonlight, for you to dance full of grievances into a sadness.
22, the gathering is gathered, the scattered scattered, I can only leave the hurt in the bottom of the heart, if really one day, the fate of the end, I will certainly leave, some people say, the fate of the end of the end, is the love of the false words, in my opinion, is each other to the parallel lines, can no longer have intersection.
23, the cold wind blew red eyes, freezing pain in my fingers, a large piece of snow mixed with rain fluttering, fell on my forehead, scattered steps, I heard the sound of that kind of fine and delicate, lovingly looked back, time forward hurriedly passed, drenched with gray memories. In this way, with the company of the green lamp, enduring the unbearable.
24, or so cold, or so strange, will not stay, do not want to remember.
25, perhaps; the watchfulness of this life, can only wait to hold the hand of the next life, shaking the cold wind, floating sadness of the remnants of the dream, can not hold the years, written down full of rain and wind sorrow, broken nightmares, with the passing of the years, twilight look back, our story, the vow of the mountain alliance, in the remnants of the chapter of the sentence imprinted with the poignancy of a white paper, all the way toddling, all the way to shallow sighing of the passing of the years.
26, once read a sentence, "If there is no parting, the growth is not attached to the beautiful". If this is the case, our growth have found a dependency, all the love and hate, pain and injury are transformed into a wisp of misty white smoke, slowly rise up to find their destinations. I want to write a poem to let you know that no matter how far away, I will come back. Just because you are the load I am most attached to.
27, condensation of a vast amount of despair, tightly compiled in the hands of the lonely tears. However, around the fingertips of the ghost, the trembling hands are already bruised, miserable sobbing, this exquisite bleakness, the dependence on the door divided into heaven and earth, the moon residue. With the pain of a waste, lying in the corner of the bottom of the cabinet, looking up at the familiar door into an angle of the end of the world. Those promised to lock the key tightly, the oath of mutual promises to foam? The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new pair of shoes or boots.
28, the night of the wind and rain, accustomed to guarding the past that once had you, the ghost of the floating moon, the city of my pool to carry a smoky thoughts, condensing eyebrow at the flowers, a song of sorrow, parked in my half a world of desolation, engraved with a smile on your silhouette, the words entwined with the melody of the heart, can not escape from the lonely road, a section of a chapter, the loss of your world, and now there is only a man left to the end of the earth.
29, the north of the bitter cold is always this unscrupulous. Squeeze into the window cracks, see my eyes full of tears. What is it mulling over? Want one more layer of tattoos? Come on, let it all come then. In my current state of mind, I'm not apprehensive about anything anymore. The world is not for me, and I came here when I didn't want to. However, since I have faced this strange life, some bleak, I have learned to calmly wear down the sharp edges. Hopefully, I cast the world, subordinate to me, only the thought of smoke, such as smoke of thought.
30, at this time, sitting alone at the Naiho Bridge, stepping on the flowing moon shadow, your name, engraved in my life, I believe that the time of the truth is good, I also believe that this bone-crushing love is so heavy.
31, was abandoned by that red lacquer door, the key can no longer open the past to the happy home. In the night as cool as water in the cold, once that touched, drifted into the tunnel forgotten by the memory. The golden color dulled the body, with sadness and a few drops of solidified tears, freezing the traces of the ghostly dream.
32, during the day, shuttle in the bustling crowd, hand weighing a thin obsession, running around. The moon climbed the window, shaking a ground gathering scattered floating ping pong of sadness, collected in the text, fine taste. This fall, leaving the words, I do not know what else is worth my attachment? A few cuts, always let go, fall away, is the cold bones of winter, abandonment of words, what can I take to cover my soul?
33, the loneliness of the hidden in the moonlit night, scattered sighs, the winter candle lit, illuminating the body of the empty position. The first thing you need to do is to get the key to the door, and then you'll have the key to the door, and then you'll have the key to the door, and then you'll have the key to the door. By now, the end of the end of this life has no use, there is a door, can no longer see their own images, with stumbling feet to measure those helpless, since then, thousands of heavy door, those sorrows no longer have nowhere to rest.
34, the dark night began to dissipate, the flavor is very charming, but I have no chance to enjoy, my soul has long been sold to the wisp of the wind, with the wind away. I picked a leaf with my own hands and threw it to the water. Like a boat rocking left and right.
35, I: charming, pleasant nature, not conceited, like striking, love of life, active, restless, set of independence and dependence of the paradoxical unity of all
36, like to lazily sunbathe, reading, listening to music, fantasy ～～～～～
37, yesterday has been in ruins only to leave behind the memories that are still sticking in the wilderness (have always hoped that I can be) Angels in the pitching and tilting gently flapped the wings that should have been my birthright huge and gorgeous my white feathers
38, and then the good things have lost the day; then deep memories have faded one day; and then the love of the people, there is a day far away; and then the beauty of the dream there is also a day of awakening. Cherish every ordinary and beautiful today.
39, the beauty of marriage and love, many times with the money and material has nothing to do with the ability to maintain its intrinsic quality in the world's package. Once this package is opened, money and material will be bacteria like swallowing love muscle. Thus, we gradually forget the warmth of embracing each other, the coziness of holding hands, and finally let love slowly die in our careful calculation. In fact, the more simple, the more pure, the more gorgeous marriage and love, the more long-lasting
40, every day to see different people, everyone is almost in the unhappy things, successful career said the work pressure, the work of idle people said that the industry has no future, did not have to become a family, said why not meet the right person for their own encounter is not suitable for the happiness of the soccer kicked around, worry like a trophy! It's not possible to get rid of it. In fact, what we have is our own happiness, fighting for both hope, lost just memory, and happiness is from the heart.
41, each girl, born is Snow White. Fated to eat that beautiful poisonous apple. But the reality is that the princess has to rely on herself, in order to resist the toxicity, on the road to find the prince. How many people can not stand, so sad, give up, or die. The living princess is the only one who is qualified to have happiness. A woman's life, always have to be hurt by the love of death once. Only to understand why live.
Stay in the heart of the words
1, they can do, perhaps just will make you conceited rather than self-confidence. And they do at the same time also be able to help others to do, bring others value and meaning, then you will instantly have the feeling of standing on top of the mountain, at that time, you have gained the real confidence, free and free!
2. When you stop growing, all your resources stop. In the fear of losing, you will start complaining, blaming, demanding, pleasing, controlling and so on. In relationships, the one who stops growing either becomes a victim or a victimizer! When one continues to grow consistently, resources come to you in a steady stream and the entire universe helps you!
3. There are those who live by what they think, those who live by what most people think, and those who live bravely and brightly because they have no dependence and no attachments. There are people who rely on their own feelings to hurt others, there are people who protect their own feelings to be indifferent to others, which is more hidden harm, and there is another kind of people, they open themselves to feel the feelings of all beings, joy, anger, sadness and happiness, deep, serene and compassionate!
4. Do you want success or a successful life? Success is just a harvest of fame and fortune, and a successful life is with a group of people, living the life you want to live, do what you want to do, is *** with the process of reaching, reaching the life, the secret of a successful life is to find as well as to cultivate a group of people who are the same as you are, and each other to increase each other's value and significance.
5, passed away in my case is not easily forgotten. Just with the change of the world and hide deep, hide far away. The efforts made for the ideal when young, may not always get the gift of life. The lucky ones may get double the gift, while the unlucky ones may get nothing. Yet memories are the reward of life for all. I just want to be very careful to seal it all, and with enough patience to accumulate its preciousness is worth all my heart to be relative to it.
6. When we don't recognize ourselves, we begin to judge others. When we do not accept ourselves, we begin to resist others. When we don't have ourselves, we start demanding others. In short, when we feel deprived internally, we start tossing and torturing others.
7. The days of the past are like the water that flows between your fingers and through your hair, so real that it has survived in your senses, but it is also really far away. Memories and imagination is the same wonderful, let the heart for those who have gradually fled from the center of daily life to the edge of the little by little touched, rising or sinking.
8. To be yourself is not to be who you want to be, but to be who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, who you are, and who you are.
9, but one day all this will slowly calm down, quiet to a corner, buried very deep, as sleeping in general, that lonesome, silent to let a person doubt that there has been the beginning of that. This may be a slowly growing up, gradually mature process. This process is not very long, but I seem to be a long time from the powder blue full of dreamy situation metamorphosed out.
10, when you do the right thing for the sky, benefit the world, the sky will come to help you! When you seek to benefit yourself and go against the grain, heaven will come to punish you! Love, is the ticket to heaven, hate is the wanted notice of hell! A thought of heaven, a thought of hell, the choice is yours.
11, the soul came to earth, not entirely to experience eating, drinking, and dying, and not entirely for the joy, anger and fear, fame and fortune. Souls come to Earth because of the need for purification and upliftment, and all practices and cultivations that benefit all beings and the Earth will purify and uplift the soul. Love and compassion are the necessary and ultimate path to purification and elevation.
12. There are two births of life, one is your physical birth and the other is the awakening of your soul. When you awaken, you will no longer look for love, but become love and create love! When you awaken, you begin to be real and truly alive!
13, quietly looking out the window, the past years of dribs and drabs, mottled and to the thought of forgetfulness, in fact, Na in a dusty box for a long time. It is waiting, waiting for the day you accidentally knocked over the box, those you thought disappeared are clear in it, there has been no change, the disappearance of just time, I was in the past sporadic but clear memories feel the preciousness of life!
14, remember: when you are fully open, the first to come in is light and love, not resentment and harm. Because, light is the fastest, love is the highest!
15, I speak of profit, first profit and then benefit, worry constantly. The big I talk about righteousness, first righteousness and then profit, happy home. Love yourself is not to love your ego, but to link back to your self-nature of the Self, calm, compassion, light, love is your nature.
16, the sign of aging is to look at the present from the past, to experience the present, with fixed should change. The sign of growth is to be thankful for the past from the present, to create experiences in the present, and to face changes with changes.
17, all the resources of the gift is to allow you to act on behalf of heaven, righteousness in the world. Failure to live up to the beauty and love of heaven, you close the door to happiness and joy!
18, a lot of past events have been with the passage of time and floated away together, leaving deep and shallow imprints always in a quiet moment uninvited knocking on the door of my memory, wisps from where some of them out of the drift, the person was unconsciously brought into the scene of the past. All is so clear, I actually in such a variety of easily capture any detail, a quiet night on the dome of a bright and dim star gaze, a dusk in the shade of the second thumping hand, a morning day leaning on the dormitory single bed dream, a winter cold winds of heartache and tear drops, everything is like every trace on the canvas. The colorful and persistent stay there.
19, know love, become love the day you will no longer look for love, the pursuit of love, longing for love. Happiness is not finding what you love and loving you, but becoming love itself!
20. When you are willing to benefit all beings, all resources will flow to you, because resources serve all beings.
21. The victim becomes the victimizer. The fulfillment you crave is also exactly what you cannot do for others! What you lack is exactly what you cannot share to give to others. Self-knowledge, self-fulfillment, self-responsibility, this is the way you grow.
1, finally for that a Jiangnan rain and smoke covered the world, Ronghua Xie, but a, mountains and rivers forever silent.
2, a thousand years of fame, a world to bury you, Linglong Jigen, ridiculous but no king's life.
3, phoenix tour on the Phoenix stage, negative and go, a night of bitter waiting, from the Jiangnan Jiangbei, 10,000 miles of mourning.
4, lamenting the tears of the red face, the hero's death, the world's suffering. The mountains and rivers are forever silent, how can they be happy.
5, the wind is a finger sand, old is a period of years.
6, the night rain dyed the sky water blue. Some people do not need to posture, can also achieve a stunning.
7, you have to remember, Rosewood is not extinguished, I have not gone.
8, who in the years long sigh.
9, the sky is pale, holding the prosperity of grief, bending the eyebrows, destiny, become the past.
10, the first makeup of red dust, mountains and rivers without boundaries. The initial face, crushing the nightmare impermanence, destiny.
11, Jiangnan bones, Tianshui into a blue, heavenly teach wish and body against.
12, mountains and rivers arch, for the gentleman a smile .
13, such as the bumps in the world also have no regrets.
14, the passing years covered the past, the white horse, hastily cast a touch of grief.
15, that is covered by the years of flowering, all the white horses become blank.
16, faded from the wind, I still guard you on the other side.
17, those prosperous grief into the past, please do not be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful swing.
18, your path, from now on do not see my old age.
19, long song when crying, for those who can not fulfill the promise, for the life of the deepest love, and finally dispersed as smoke.
20, with you walking in the sky, see the flowers all over the place.
21, I am young, Shaohua tilted negative.
22, you have to remember, that year and that month, willow purple strings Luocheng East.
23, the vast expanse of a sword all save broken, where the prosperity of the song fall.
24, send the gentleman a song, do not ask the end of the song people gathered and dispersed.
25, who will smoke burning scattered, scattered across the ties; listen to the string break, break that three thousand obsessions.
26, the wind is moist, tea smoke. 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.
27, dyed fire maple forest, agar kettle song moon, long song leaning on the building.
Years and years, in front of the flowers, under the moon, a wine.
No water falling from the red lotus, only heard the jade chime, but this love remains.
28, the jade bamboo had remembered the phoenix tour, people do not see, the water empty flow.
29, he smiled and destroyed himself in the loss of years.
30, can not move to drink tea, step broken this one, the world of fireworks.
31, the clamor of the red dust, the splendor of the world turned empty.
32, I'm not me, you turn around and walk away in Suzhou is not me.
33, a few sighs a few worlds of sadness and happiness laughable my life by me not day.
34, through the flow of years, dreaming back to the water to see the fireworks bloom out of the full moon.
35, life in the world, like a white horse, suddenly. However, I live a long life, but I can remember every word you say.
36, the fog dispersed, the dream woke up, I finally saw the real, that is, the silence of a thousand sails.
37, the paper is somewhat worn, some fuzzy. But every outline, every trace, seems to be recorded across the thousands of years of thoughts.
38, the two ends of the life, we stand each other into the shore .
39, the fate of the gathering and dispersal of the fate of the water, the back of the ten thousand feet of dust, just for a sentence, waiting for the next time to meet.
40, hold the old, imprisoned time and space, all of a sudden to the end of the world
41, people can never see through the mirror, but I finger smoke and clouds in the world for a thousand years, such as my moment.
42, meet a drunk is the previous destiny, wind and rain scattered, floating where.
43, the illusion of a thousand two blank, an encounter, the end of the unforgettable. The main reason for this is the fact that it is not a good idea to have a good time, but it is a good idea to have a good time.
44, the world's wind and clouds out of my generation, once into the jianghu years urged; the royal map of the domineering talk about laughing, not to win the life of a drunken.
45, to get that song is lost that rest, more sorrow and hatred is also long, today there is wine today drunk, tomorrow sad to tomorrow sad.
46, straight road lovesickness is not beneficial, there is no harm melancholy is clear crazy.
47, look at the sky and the earth, the sun and the moon, constant silence; green mountains and rivers, generations of continuous; like in my heart, you have never left, has never changed.
48, just like this, from now on the mountains and waters do not meet.
49, people and the sky since the two empty, why forget each other, why laugh and why amazing.
50, both do not look back, why not forget. Since there is no fate, why vow. Today, all sorts of things, like water without trace. Tomorrow night and night, you have been strangers.