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The butterfly can't fly in an instant, but the beauty in the dream has changed.

The night is clear, the moon is sad and pitifully beautiful.

4. Gone with the wind, love remains the same.

5. Like the sea, like the wind, like running water, accompany you and me in this life.

6. Look at the desert highway in pairs, and your heart belongs to it.

7. The wind is blowing, the water is boiling, the flowers are blooming, and the bell is ringing in the cornice pavilion.

8. Who is the silhouette of the red candle * * *, holding the glass in hand and lingering, but it is Fu Junxin in this life.

9. Drunk in the moon and fascinated by flowers, dreaming in the boudoir, watching the spring breeze, the pool is sad. www.mywenzhang.com

10. A person leans against the bar, deserted. The heart remains the same, tears are on the sleeves. Do you know Iraq in the distance?

1 1. Look at the flowers in spring, the autumn wind blows away Xia Na, and the winter snow is another year. She waited until people were thinner than yellow flowers.

12. The breeze is wet and the tea is blowing. Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone.

13. The hustle and bustle of the world of mortals is fleeting.

14. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.

15. White lotus flowers are in bloom, with a clear crescent moon and weak water of 3,000.

16. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to cry. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

17. People have become different. Today is not yesterday, and autumn is the same. People are empty and thin. Beautiful sentences

18. I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm passionate about it. what can I do? I am as beautiful as flowers and jade, and finally I get lost, like water passing by.

19. The silent pear flower, with a faint glow, floated away gently and entered the painting with the wind.

20. Don't love the worldly glitz, don't write about the world of mortals, don't sigh that the world is cold, don't make people sad, just look at the flowers, wait for them to fall, be warm and cold, and be as clean as ever.

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22. Time flies, and people know whether another autumn is blooming or not. The hair has changed to white head. Who knows how many times to look back in my life?

23. It's hard to give up and it's hard to stay. It's a moonlit night, and then it becomes sand between your fingers. It is better to live forever, forget each other, go home, see the green hills looming, run all the way, and look at the horizon.

24. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

25. Over the years, I have been dreaming of youth, only idle people, not gentlemen.

26. The Millennium is still like a dream, and the dust remains the same. The past was fast and gray.

27. I hope to win a heart and never leave.

A long time ago, flowers bloomed in front of the moon. Today next year, the ends of the earth.

I don't know what it is, but it is deep. The living can die and the dead can live. People who are born but can't be born and die, and those who die but can't be resurrected, are not affectionate.

30. If I had white hair and withered face, would you still hold my hand and be gentle?

3 1. Beauty is far away, but lovesickness is hard to compensate. Ten years of love and a hundred years of crossing, don't cut acacia, can't bear to care!

32. Drink wine alone and offer sacrifices, and a lovesick person will show up. Listen to the running water of Wangjiang railing, who will accompany me to count the fallen flowers?

33. Have I ever seen you on a dead end, by the forgotten river, beside Sanshengshi and Naihe Bridge?

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2. The wind is bitter, the water is cold, the hibiscus is beautiful, the peony is fragrant, the morning dew is drunk, and the kiss xiu is faint. Xiaoxiang is the rain at dusk, just like hanging curtains and lusting after her lips. Li Xiao is sitting at her desk, patting flowers, the bamboo forest is cool, giving each other a piece of paper, singing and dancing like jade, soaking in half a cup of tea, watching the world drift away and sighing. Drunk tonight, time has passed; Memories of the past, simple notes. The pupa becomes a butterfly, and the butterfly breaks into a flower, but the flower flies with the wind. Sing a few whispers and get drunk and ask what year it is today.

3. The nectar is high, which hurts the soul when it falls, picks flowers at dusk, and sighs and loses its shadow. Standing alone under the moon, we were inseparable. A blue lamp looks at flowers, a lonely crescent moon bends, the ground is chaotic, it blooms instantly, and it is lost in the throbbing mood. Years are buried under the rain of phoenix trees, madly in love with your 3,000 hair.

4. Immortal elegance under the Green Monument, gorgeous and lonely years, dead-leaf butterflies of flowers, dancing with their wings folded, whose blood and tears are buried underground, whose story is changing in troubled times. A thousand years of tears, eternal love, endless, but a person's world. The empty city is shrouded in smoke and dust, and under the ruins, the lonely soul is free to learn the next peerless myth.

5. Touching crimson lips, I want to say goodbye, talking lightly about huazhang, leaving people, getting drunk and carefree, but I can't pick flowers, burning a few lamps, languishing all night, nostalgic for past lives, pressing the plum with wind and frost, rubbing the blue window, shaking the folding fan, steaming blue and white pillows, and a roll of curtains, worrying about Shui Mu's love.

6. The human language, Charlotte, Suzhou City, the sad song, the collapse of red embroidery, the love of beans, subtle and painful, faded with time. This is a dream fairy tale of two people, but now it has become a joke of one person.

7. Xuan paper dyed with ink, Hanlin's thesaurus, holding brocade, dreaming, expressing a piece of acacia ink, lingering with calligraphy. The Yuan Song of Han Fu, a farewell song, was stained with Tang Shining's lyrics. During the Jin Dynasty, he wrote a gorgeous farewell song, resting in pain, sleeping in that life, hurting his soul sadly and becoming miserable. Pointing at the fallen flowers, the rain is turning into butterflies, wind and smoke, and dreams. I know a volume of Sanskrit. www.mywenzhang.com

8. I'm exhausted, happy and sad, the stars are hidden in the moon, I'm lonely, I'm confused, I'm in tears, I'm drunk in the reflection, I'm sandalwood, I'm interested in whose brokenhearted, the night engulfs the mountains, and who's reminiscing. Rose is cold and weak, playing absolute beauty, with a swaying face, and the solo is over. Cold dreams come into being, mountains are picturesque and lofty sentiments are empty. I will write a piece of ink for you and write down the love on earth. Yuanyang playing in the water, Tsinghua ups and downs, leaning on the bar and thinking deeply, hating the morning light.

9. Huanhua is quietly dripping with the passing water, and a spring dream is different from the dawn of the night. I once wrote a book for the residual butterfly, and I was dumbfounded for a long time. The stylus became sad, tears fell with the words, and the crescent moon fell in memory of those childhood friends.

10. In this life, love is rewarded, and flowers shake and tears fall. Don't look back. I'm just drunk for the Iraqis. How can you be as cold as ice if you can't control yourself if you are unfathomable? I will miss a pot of warmth and drink the past; Wandering around the world, just smiling for the beautiful scenery, but not missing this drop, it makes people feel deeply grieved! Where we met, the purple smoke was long, the horizon was broken, and the words were still bleak. If true, if false; I'm stupid, I can laugh.

1 1. Moge Festival, lovesickness doesn't cry, especially sorrow, just sorrow, a twinge of heartache, half-life search, not seeing each other close at hand, the horizon can't be forgotten, what do you think? Drinking also hurts, but it's sad. Is the most affectionate, but it is parting. I don't know why I fell in love. I have a thin face and a hazy figure. I can't hold it. Once gentleness was in my hands, unfinished, but it ended in a flashy ending. For three thousand years, the two worlds have been out of touch with each other, and only the dusty road is chaotic. ...

12. We once met in the purest age, were happy in the flamboyant youth, separated in the vicissitudes of years, and expected to meet again when the dust settled, just to confirm your happiness, just to see your smile again, and then leave indifferently. Passers-by never came home again. Only a faint fragrance is left, scattered in the changing spring and autumn, lingering and penetrating the world of mortals. ...

13. Enter the world of mortals, just because you have the temperament born from misty rain, talk about the world of mortals, just because you love the ethereal nature of misty rain, sigh the world of mortals, and only because you have seen the sadness of misty rain. I love the world of mortals, but I can't love misty rain I look forward to the world of mortals, but I can't expect the world of mortals to be as cold as misty rain. I hate them, but I can't hate them as messy as misty rain, but I can't stand them flying like misty rain ... misty rain, red dust, small tears.

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15. Someone once said that lovesickness is not sad, and heaven remains our neighbourhood. At that time, I was extremely clever, difficult to understand fate, too late to regret, and I couldn't return to acacia, and the Millennium expectation turned to dust. Don't look back, it is always a flashy dream, and the ancient songs are still heartbroken, so there is no sadness. The world of mortals is full of different meanings, but it is hard to understand and unforgettable. Tears seep into your clothes. What I think most is that if I am young and frivolous, I will feel very hurt and cry … what should I do if I don't know?

16. After a thousand years of reincarnation, you lost your eyes in the world of mortals? Did you get your hand in the luxury world yesterday? A tunnel through time and space, a wave of wandering past lives. Inadvertently lost in the journey, I once again returned to Jiangnan in my dream. On that day, the peach blossoms flew, the moss brushed the willows, and the smile was half makeup. Caressing the Millennium lyre, whose heart is intoxicated? I was shocked by confusion and fell into my eyes. It was already a thousand years when I sank.

17. The breeze dances in the bright moon, and the dream falls in the flowers. When I woke up from my dream, my eyebrows were full of acacia. Lonely in the world, drunk and dreamy, insatiable. Worried thoughts have no boundaries. A person in front of the window, letting the wind blow, watching the flowers fall, under the yellow flower tree, are you stroking the jade emperor again and playing the strings drunk? Looking at the Millennium, prosperity has passed, but my infatuation has not changed. It's a pity that after wandering for several times, it's still sweet talk among the flowers in my dream.

18. When loneliness is stained with a sad background, how can the night endure silence? Your fault, my fault, darkens the bright moon, and the autumn wind is a little bleak. How can it not make people cry? On Naihe Bridge, I can't get rid of whose fate is evil. Although there is a string of acacia in my heart, the story is sighing after twists and turns. The city has been a mess, and now you are holding someone's arm lightly.

19. It is best not to meet each other, so there is no need to fall in love. It's best not to know each other, so as not to miss each other. It's best not to accompany you, so you don't owe each other. It's best not to cherish each other, so you can't remember each other. It is best not to fall in love, so as not to dislike each other. It's better not to be wrong, so it's not wrong. It's best not to depend on each other, so you don't have to rely on each other. It's best not to meet, so you don't have to meet. Treading on thin ice's spirited life and painful love step by step.

20. Once, who did you cry for? You are the sand blown into my eyes, which blurs my eyes and can't see the sky clearly. This is a busy ending, not the whole city or this country, but everything to me. What do you want? Be together for life. Or a greedy day. I want it. Just a simple but stable life. Love to death, running water under the bridge The best happiness is the care you give.

2 1. The past is in a hurry. Looking back, the past is like the wind. At the end of the song, people scattered, listened and turned to injuries. A low eyebrow, a look back, must be a dream curtain of a thousand years of drunkenness. Looking back at the Millennium, I don't know what it used to be. The world of mortals is drunk, for whom are Iraqis haggard, and for whom are they crying when they are old? After the prosperity is gone, things have changed, and you can't give up your gentleness! Beautiful sentences

22. Don't smear sadness with sadness, and don't pay homage to tears with tears. Be happy and smile; After disasters and years of vicissitudes, we still have to fight hard and be strong. That rain once abandoned fields and eaves, but it could not abandon the memory of love. There is no return to the original tenderness, only ridicule floating in the wind. Looking at the end of the Song Dynasty, things are different, sighing the prosperity of the world is not enough for tenderness.