2, safflower rotten Chu Fangyuan Wang Mian's "From Cui Town to Jeju, human customs can lament thirty rhymes"
3. Wang Honghua, Fusang, Li Guo, Liu Yujiang's Sun, "Klang Ganzhou Looking at the East Wind"
4. A tree of red flowers reflects green waves. Don Juyuan Yang's Watching Flowers by the Water.
5, safflower is also like Tang, white-headed people, "Hang Tie" title
6, safflower full stone altar Song Liyuan "Guanlian Jurchen Tomb"
7. Red flowers are in full bloom and snowflakes are flying. Tang Wenting's Apricot Flowers
8. Qing Hao asked "Two Poems of Qinyuanchun New Year's Eve"
9. Jianglin Xianbo Luo Chongjia, a good name, was the former Master of Rock Locking in Yuanshan Red Hua Dan.
10, Wang Mian's "The First Rhyme of Zhao Rui Palace"
2. What poems describe "red flowers"? 1, peach blossoms are everywhere, and the spring water in the Shu River hits the mountain stream.
Zhu Zhici, Peach Blossom, Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi
In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are bright red, and the Shuhe River beats the cliff on the edge of the cliff.
A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water.
Explanation:
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In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are blooming brightly, and the Shu River is patting the cliff next to it. A girl saw it and felt that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, while infinite sadness was like this endless river.
2, Jiang Shen Zhu Jing Ersan, eventful red flowers reflect white flowers.
Looking for flowers in the river: Du Fu in Tang Dynasty
There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.
I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.
Explanation:
There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest next to the deep river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers. I have a place to repay the splendid spring scenery, and the Joan oars in the hotel can send away my years.
3, a hundred tones follow the heart, and the mountain flowers are red and purple.
Song Dynasty thrush: Ouyang Xiu
The cries of thousands of birds echo their own hearts, and thousands of purple flowers on the mountain are on the height of trees.
Only then did I understand that listening to the cry of the thrush locked in a golden cage is far less than singing leisurely in the forest.
Explanation:
Thrush birds are full of songs, flying in the forest with their own thoughts, and freely shuttling through the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. Now I know: I once heard the cry of a thrush in a golden cage, which was far less than the free singing when I wandered in the forest.
4. When the road enters the south, the leaves of Aralia pinnata are dark red.
Five Dynasties Nanxiangzi Road into South China: Ouyang Jiong
This road enters the hinterland of Lingnan, and the Polygonum hydropiper beside the water is purple and red, reflecting dark green brown leaves. After a light rain, every household went to pick red beans, delicate hands and a pair of white jade under the tree.
Explanation:
Entering the hinterland of Lingnan, Polygonum hydropiper at the water's edge is purple, reflecting the dark green of palm leaves. After a light rain, everyone collects red beans and turns up delicate hands and a pair of white jade under the tree.
5, Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is as red as his cheeks.
Wang Bo, the Song of Picking Lotus in Tang Dynasty
Picking lotus leaves, green water hibiscus clothes. The autumn wind makes waves and geese fly. Gui Lan grows radially downward, and the jade skirt is lightly scratched.
The flower ponds in Yu Ye are extremely flat, and the river is getting bitter. Acacia is bitter, but the ceremony cannot stay.
The husband beyond the Great Wall has not returned, and it is dusk to pick lotus in Jiangnan. Today is dusk, picking lotus.
Canal will be a prostitute. Picking mulberry leaves in Lunan is not as good as picking lotus on the river.
Lotus after lotus, why should the flowers and leaves be broken? Ye Cuiben is ashamed of his eyebrows, and his bonus is like cheeks.
Looking forward to leaving when the beauty is away. Love flowers, love lotus roots.
So, where there is no love, new things come from China. I did not hesitate to pay attention to the Western Jin Dynasty, and I was ashamed of the delay in writing geese in Beihai.
Lotus picking songs have a festival, and the lotus picking night has not rested. Just as the mighty river prevailed, it was worth visiting the river last month.
Meet in Lianpu at night, Wu Nv! * * * Ask Guanshan Road, thousands of miles away from the Han River, how heavy is it to collect a guest?
Explanation:
After picking the lotus, the lotus is lush, the green water is like clothes, the autumn wind blows the waves, and the wild ducks and geese fly. Row the lotus boat to the shore, wear a silk skirt, and gently paddle the jade wrist. Looking from a distance, there are lotus leaves and lotus flowers between the island and the deep pool, and there are folk songs in the south of the Yangtze River, which adds to the suffering of lovesickness. Acacia is bitter, so we can't stay on the day of meeting. The Great Wall hasn't recruited people yet, and it's dusk to pick lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk, picking lotus.
They are not all prostitutes. Picking mulberry leaves on the south avenue is not as good as picking lotus on the river. Lotus, there is a lotus, how thick and overlapping the leaves are. Although the lotus leaf is green, compared with the eyebrows, it is shy and pale, and the red-violet can barely match the beautiful cheeks. The person you miss is not here, looking forward to leaving. Affect flowers and love their two pedicels; Broken lotus root, love its lotus root silk constantly.
The happiness before was nowhere to be found, but the lotus in front of me was in vain. I don't care about the gifts of the Western Jin Dynasty, but I'm also worried that it's too late to write a book about Beihai Goose. Lotus picking songs have a beat, and lotus picking has not stopped all night. Just as the wind of the river is mighty, so is the wandering of the river and the moon. The moon moves slowly, Lianpu meets in the middle of the night, and there are so many Wu Ji and Yue Nv. Ask each other about the trip to Guanshan and the news that her husband was recruiting in the Han River thousands of miles away.
6, sit and look at it without a clue, red flowers and green willows are hoarse, and thousands of wells are connected back to the stream.
Xiting sends Li Sima to Tang Dynasty: Cen Can.
Gaoting County is west, straight to thousands of feet and Yun Qi. The cliff side wall is trying to climb, and the mountain is low and the bird is low.
Make the king five horses and a half hiss, and the silk rope jade pot is the king. Sitting without a clue, red flowers and green warblers crow, and thousands of wells connect back to the stream.
The restaurant is not drunk enough to smell the evening chicken, so you can write and practice paper to do the topic. Thank you for your help on your topic. The grass grows and the warbler flies, but there is no horseshoe.
Explanation:
The shelf is in the west of the county seat, straight up to thousands of feet, facing the clouds. Climbing along the cliff to the top of the mountain, the mountains feel the birds descending. Today, half the sky, the horse neighing, that pot of wine was originally for friends.
Sitting on the pavilion, as far as the eye can see, red flowers and green willows are everywhere, and thousands of families are connected by meanders. Drunk as a fiddler, listening to the cock crow in the evening, wrote a poem to bid farewell to friends; Writing poems for you, parting from sorrow, spring grass growing, no horseshoe.
3. A poem about fate: wandering.
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Lu You and his cousin Tang Wanben love each other and have deep feelings for each other. But because Lu Bu liked Tang Wan, he was finally forced to leave. The latter two married separately. One spring day ten years later, Lu You traveled alone in Shenyuan and met Tang Wan. Tang Wan entertained Lu You with wine and food. He was so sad and disappointed that he wrote this word on the garden wall to express his inner attachment and endless regret for Acacia. Tang Wan mixed feelings after reading, tears streaming down her face, words fail to convey meaning:
Tang Wan, Feng. Love in the world is thin.
The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. I want to worry about it and lean on the diagonal alone. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold and the night was dim, so people were afraid to ask, and they cried with joy. Hide. Hide. Hide.
Since then, he has been unhappy and unhappy. The two words are desperate and sad, touching, touching and tear-jerking, especially in Tang Ci. Forty years later, Lu You revisited Shen Yuan, and tearfully wrote down Shen Yuan's memory of Tang Wan:
On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the non-pool platform in the garden is revived.
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.
This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.
Among them, there is no lack of unforgettable attachment and acacia, and it is also full of unbearable helplessness and despair.
4. What are the poems about fate? 1. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's Acacia in the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south. How many are born in the spring season? I hope that people who miss me will collect more, and small red beans will attract acacia.
2. The moon is already at sea and over the horizon. People who love hate long nights and sleepless nights and miss their loved ones. -Zhang Jiuling's Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far/Looking Back at the Bright Moon in the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: A bright moon rises in the vast sea, and at this time you and I are facing each other at the ends of the earth. All living beings hate the long moonlight and miss their loved ones all night.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick. Eternal love, eternal memories, and short-term lovesickness have no end. If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know. -Tang Li Bai's "357 words/autumn wind words"
Interpretation: Only when you walk into the door of lovesickness can you know the suffering of lovesickness. Forever lovesickness, forever memories, short-lived lovesickness is endless. If I had known that acacia was so entangled in my heart, I might as well have never met each other.
4. Peach blossoms are full of flowers, and the spring water of the Shu River hits the mountain stream. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, and infinite sadness was like this endless river of water. -Liu Yuxi in Tang Dynasty
Zhuzhici, peach blossom on the top
Commentary: In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are blooming brightly, and the Shu River beats the cliff next to it. A girl saw it and felt that her husband's love was as fleeting as this peach blossom, while infinite sadness was like this endless river.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -"Jinse" by Li Shangyin in the Tang Dynasty
6. When you ask about the untimely return date, late rain will rise in the autumn pool. When * * * cut the candle at the west window, but talk about the rain at night. -Li Shangyin's "A Short Message to a Northern Friend on a Rainy Night" in the Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: When you ask about the date of return, it is hard to say clearly. Bashan was flooded with rain all night, and the autumn pool was full. When to go home, * * * cut the candle flowers in the west window and tell them face to face what it's like to rain late.
7. Looking back at the flowers lazily is half qualified. -Four Poems of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: rushing through the flowers, too lazy to look back; This reason is partly due to the abstinence of monks and partly because you have had it.
8. Affectionate but always ruthless, you can only laugh when you are in a good mood. -"Farewell" by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty
Interpretation: being together is inseparable, but it seems heartless; I just think we should laugh at the banquet and keep quiet.
9. The water pattern is precious and thoughtful, and the ceremony of a thousand miles is closed overnight. From then on, there is no good night, let him go down to the west wing in the bright moon. -Love in Tang Dynasty written by Li Yi
Interpretation: lying on a beautiful bamboo mat, I have a lot of thoughts and can't be calm for a long time. The long-awaited date with my lover can't be realized tonight. From now on, I have no interest in enjoying the beautiful scenery, even if the moon doesn't go down to the west wing.
10. There is nothing to go to the West Building, and the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn. Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste. -Five Dynasties Li Yu's "Welcome Huan, Go to the West Wing without Words"
Interpretation: Silent, lonely, slowly climb the empty West Building alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only one bend in Leng Yue. Looking down, I saw the lonely plane tree in the yard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in cold and desolate autumn colors. It's the pain of national subjugation, and it's been cut all the time. That long sadness is entangled in my heart, but it is another kind of unspeakable pain.
5. A poem about fate, Miss Wang Wei
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.
Zhang Jiuling, full moon Philip Burkart one.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Bring a separated heart and long-term consideration at night.
Although I blew out the candle, it didn't get darker, although I put on my coat, it didn't get warmer, so I left my message to the moon and turned to my bed, hoping to have a dream.
Li Bai, an autumn wind poem
The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, and the fallen leaves gather and disperse, which surprised Western jackdaw in the west. It's embarrassing to meet each other on blind dates;
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.
If I had known it was so frustrating, why didn't I know each other?
Zhi Zhu's Ci Liu Yuxi
The willows in Jiang Shuiping are green, and I can hear the songs on the Langjiang River. Rain in the east, sunrise in the east, said it was not sunny, but it was still sunny.
This poem about marriage has seven unique qualities.
Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Cao Xueqin
Golden flowers, silver cymbals, red ropa,
It's a pity to make a cup of jade liquid.
The bright moon is in the sky, and the clouds accompany the moon in the spring night.
If I have a solution, what can I ask?
Twelve Poems of A Dream of Red Mansions-A Life's Mistake
Dudao is a good marriage,
I only read Mouche Meng Qian.
Facing the crystal snow in the mountains,
I will never forget the lonely forest of Shu Xian in the outside world.
Sigh that there is a fly in the ointment in the world
Even in the case of Qi Mei, its significance is hardly flat.
Give it to Yu Yu.
I am ashamed to cover my sleeves in the sun, but I am too lazy to make up in spring. It's easier to find priceless treasure than to have a lover.
Tears are hidden on the pillow, and flowers are heartbroken. You can spy out why Song Yu hates Wang Chang.
Jiangling is anxious to send it to
There are thousands of maple leaves, and the river bridge is covered with dusk sails. Remember that your heart is like the Xihe River, which flows eastward day and night.
Sauvignon blanc Bai Juyi
Bianshui, Surabaya, flows to Guazhou ancient ferry, Wu Shan is a little sad.
Think of dragons, hate dragons, hate to rest when returning, and the moon people lean on the building.
Meng Jiangnan Wen Tingjun
After washing, I boarded the river pavilion alone and leaned against the bar to stare at the river. After all, Qian Fan is not here, and the oblique light is full of water, and Bai Pingzhou is heartbroken!
Sauvignon Blanc Linbu
Wu, Yue. The green hills on both sides of the strait greet each other. Who knows the feeling of parting?
Your tears are full and mine are full. The ribbon knot is not finished. The tide at the head of the river has ebbed.
Meet in
Alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook. Lonely phoenix tree deep courtyard locks clear autumn.
Cutting is still messy, which is parting from sorrow. It's not just the general taste.
Wu Ye physical language
Hualin thanked Chunhong and hurried away, but the cold rain came early and the wind came late.
Cochineal tears, stay drunk, when heavy. Naturally, people hate water when they grow up.
Qiao Jinmen Feng Yansi
When the wind blows, it brings a pool of spring water. Wandering in the fragrant path of Yuanyang, stroking the almond core with your hand.
Leaning on the railing by the pool, watching the fighting ducks, the Hosta on his head hangs obliquely. He missed his sweetheart all day, but he never came back, and suddenly he heard a magpie calling.
Yulouchun Ouyang Xiu
Before the bottle, I'm going to say I'm going back to China. I didn't say I was miserable in spring. Life is naturally infatuated, and this resentment has nothing to do with romance.
Before the farewell party, Mo sang a new tie. This song has a sad feeling. It's easy to say goodbye to Chunfeng before you see all the flowers in Los Angeles.
7. What are the poems about fate? 1. They have always been very emotional, but they are superficial.
2, walking together is fate, walking together is happiness 3, perhaps, some love is like this, but the timing is wrong, and the fate is not enough. 4. Some people live in tall buildings, some people live in deep ditches, some people shine, some people are covered in rust, and there are thousands of people in the world. If you are a rainbow, you will know when you meet it.
Heartbeat 5. Everyone comes to this world in a hurry, and some people turn around and forget; Some people pass by with it and have to turn back. -Bai Luomei "If you are well, it is sunny" 6. Fate is a book. If you turn it over inadvertently, you will miss it. If you look too carefully, you will cry. 7. It was many years later that I realized that meeting for the first time was actually a long-lost reunion. I can't help sighing the wonder of fate.
8. In the morning, I am a sea without waves. I walk slowly, kiss your feet gently and leave quietly ... 9. As a single dog, I don't envy any lovers, and I don't want to chat up girls. I'm not the kind of person who lights up when I see beautiful women. But I still long for love, and sometimes I even fantasize, and every fantasy is sweet and happy (not fantasy OOXX, don't get me wrong).
Often in reality, I am lonely and feel that no one understands my thoughts. I am different. Although I am only 18 years old, my understanding of life has changed a lot.
My ideal girlfriend in the past: good figure, fitness, emotional appeal, humor and good-looking. Now I just want a woman who can really love me. My appearance is not rare, but my figure must be healthy. If I were a fat piece of paper, I would collapse.
I don't know how long I will be lonely in this life. I believe I will wait for that person. I am a person who believes in fate. I will make myself more perfect in lonely days. After all, it is enough to have more than one love in one's life.
10 I won't tell you that I don't love you enough, but I'm afraid that our immaturity will erase the fate we should have. 1 1, eternal life, origin and ending. -Wang Chen's The Most Beautiful Lover in the World 12, Youth, is a too hasty book.
We read and read with tears in our eyes. If you read too carefully, you will burst into tears; I turned it over casually, for fear of missing the wonderful fragment.
13, hi, stranger, thousands of people met us by chance ... at the same time, I turned around and saw each other. Nice to meet you ... You know what? If one day, you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile and say: hello. Guess what? If one day, you see this sentence, please allow me to say goodbye with a smile.
14, two strangers on both sides of love, one mile away. 15, fate is the imagination of lovers and the lust of unrequited love! 16, will there be such two people? Born to meet.
17. When you start to like someone, you will feel that ta is the most beautiful in the world, and you will feel that all the small interactions between you and ta are arranged by God. It seems that since then, human scripts have been written for you and me. Fate seems to be coming.
However, many things often develop in this way. Fate is there, but mutual affection is not. Fate will not wait. Fate can be arranged by God, but mutual affection is saved by yourself.
Some people always complain that there is no fate, because they think of fate too simply. 18, when fate becomes inevitable, it loses its value.
19, fate can't stay, and the wind takes him away. 20. The world is big, but we are small. The place where everyone can stay for a long time is so big, and where I belong, you are walking around here. How can I avoid you? ! 2 1, I sometimes believe that our fate is doomed. 22. Loneliness is a silent film. You perform alone, and the curtain calls, while the audience, from beginning to end, is not patronized.
23, meeting is fate, two forget peace of mind. -Xuan Mo "this life will not die" 24. If this is an illusion, I would rather sink into it; If this is a dream, I'd rather stay awake for a long time.
If I can continue, I want to know the ending. -The Flame of Ink "Poetry of the Flame of Ink" 25. Sometimes, the fate between people is like this. They change each other and watch each other, but they can never be together.
26, the fate of this world, not a second earlier, not a second later, only that moment, when I looked at you, you recognized me! Love is like this, so is family. Fate is a fate that you can't get rid of after a few laps.
-Liu Chenfeng's "Sunny Summer Night" 27. "Take all the charges, just for a little peace." Follow your heart.
29. Goodbye. 30. Tenderness is not my nature, but the tranquility after tempering.
Everything life has given has really changed something. Carefully discover and transform yourself, and frantically seek happiness and peace.
On the way. No one is the king, respect each other and rejoice with each other.
Simplicity is true, and fate is fate. 3 1, acquaintance is the addition and subtraction of Tao.
From the initial goodwill accumulation to the gradual indifference and subtraction of the relationship. I don't know when the relationship with my current friends will drop to zero. I just want to cherish the present.
At least many years later, I will remember the past and have no regrets. 32. The acquaintance in this world is not an absolute accident, everything is predestined.
Just as I want to know you, you have to know me. 33. I think it is an inscription.
I see. I can finally put it down.
Bless you. I think I understand this text. All I have to do now is ...
Wait a minute. A person's appearance, a right person.
Maybe a month, a year, three years, maybe longer, and then. I chased her.
Finally, we walked through the rugged and plain, and then ... in the park, the white hair from our little Beijing bus wind leaned against the willows to watch the sunset.
34. The chain of love is ruthless, and the emptiness of fate is invisible. 35. I'm neither earlier nor later. I just happened to meet you. This is fate, or my luck.
36. This inexplicable encounter is not just fate or unfinished fate. Materialists are always willing to believe that man can conquer nature, but they still doubt whether some things are always doomed ~-pp38. The so-called fate is just an excuse, which can be used when two people are together or can't be together.
39. Our fate has long been doomed. After experiencing a lot of emotional pain, we all know when to love someone. 40. Actually, what I'm afraid of is not that two people are different, but that I have the same thing in mind. I ask myself why I deserve you, and you want to know why you deserve me.
8. Bounded Poetry: Red Dust and Purple Ink
Huangquan blue sky
Endless karma in previous lives
The grass is endless.
Continuous pulse
Who will you talk to in your life?
Thousands of feet floating clouds can get drunk.
Who is it that drinks the bright moon alone?
Dancing, finding shadows, sighing, Chinese New Year becomes a waste.
Who can laugh at floating life?
Turn off the lights on the balcony.
Looking back, the flowers were filled with smoke.
My hands are red, and I praise good colors.
At that time, acacia on the string pressed the song again.
I have a symphony, and the strings are broken.
The old man went to a tall building. Who and this song?
Dewdrops are like weeping eyes.
The flowers in the cemetery are even more unbearable
At that time, the blue boat wandered to the horizon in full view.
Dreams and souls are free.
It's touching every once in a while.
Suddenly sitting alone in the curtain
Show flowers in the water
Flowers fade easily.
Who can solve this hatred?
Yun Fei fog powder
Qiongsui jade crack
What if I can't see all the roads?
Is it true that butterflies are lost in dreams?
One night in Chunyu Building
I met Liu Xia outside the flower. It turned out to be a triple knot.
Qian Shan hates parting.
The green clothes are gone.
He will go on in the last life, the next life.
He will go on in the last life, the next life.
I don't know if it counts, I recommend hita to sing.
It's raining all over the sky. Where is the country?
I have seen all seven dragons in Ling Bo.
Playing with swords, Long song, complaining about the same romance.
Tianya Road has become a decadent place.
Say goodbye to Longjiang Bielou, and cherish the sight of Egret Island in Sun Chu.
Qixia Bi Shu Qiu shed countless tears.
Zeng Xiaoyao enjoyed the sunny clouds, and for a long time cadres lived in green plums.
Yanziji, the fairy capital of Song Ming and the ancient spirit, looks forward to the sunset.
Concentrate (silently) on the world (this world)
Think of each other when you come back.
If Zhu Yan goes to this white dress,
Like fine snow, drawing parting without trace.
Ha ...
I will trade the glory of the world for a paper book.
After reading it, I smiled and didn't look back.
I took this step with brilliant youth.
In the storm, I can only endure tears and hope for heaven *
The sky is gloomy, the cage is crowded and the deer water is gone.
Sigh, dream, elegance, spring, how many degrees of pearls and foil are open, who is low green?
The silver Zheng stopped (the silver Zheng was cold) and the rosewood was not recorded (how was the rosewood recorded)
The purple inkstone is dry, but Yumo is hard to get wet.
It is a land of snow melting that is smart all my life.
How fast does Shao Guang hate Cui Jin to walk?
Ha ...
I collect the sun and moon to make candles.
The sky illuminates the ups and downs of the world.
I scattered thousands of pearls along the way.
When I wake up, I'm stuck in dust and dirt #
I don't cry. Not worthy of pity. What matters is this innocence.
Immerse loneliness into a grand blood.
Paper full of wrong books
Ah ...
Re-pricing *
I won't tolerate this wrong book.
/singer/37 176/ is on it. Find it yourself. The first one is karma, and the second one is the wrong book of gold.