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A sad poem I can't love

A poem full of regrets, every sentence is love and disapproval.

1, Whitehead can't change snow, and the acquaintance has signed it. -Web text

Disclaimer: The last sentence is also a net text. If the DPRK is caught in the snow, it will grow old in this life. It is impossible to grow old together, just as snow will eventually melt. It was already a draw when we met. Don't ask too many questions, just look at nature.

2. At most, the world can't stay, and Zhu Yan's writing is beautiful. -Wang Guowei

Statement: The most unforgettable things in the world are the youth that never returns in the mirror and the falling flowers on the tree. Time flies. I have never been kind to anyone, and I have never been kind to anyone. If it's not too late to get serious, I might as well choose to get old seriously.

3. How deep is your passion? The rain in late autumn shines on the mountains. -Nalan Xingde

Statement: How deep is the infatuation? Looking back at history, Nalan felt the poet's attachment to the motherland in the face of this ancient battlefield beyond the Great Wall. In this affection, it is like the continuous autumn rain in the mountains under the irradiation of the sunset. The meaning of the word is deep and implicit, with meaning.

4. Dongfeng evil. Love is thin. A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. -Lu you

Disclaimer: When it comes to land travel, it is inevitable to mention Tang Wan. The pain of being forced to separate from Tang Wan is like the tide of angry feelings breaking through the floodgates and letting it out. How hateful the spring breeze is, blowing the rich joy so thin and full of sadness, leaving a few years of life very bleak.

5, it has been so embarrassing for a long time, why didn't you know it at the beginning. -Li Bai

Statement: If I had known you were so worried, I might never have met you. Just read this sentence, in everyone's impression, the most suitable person to say this sentence is either Nalan Rong Ruo or Cangyang Jiacuo, but later it was discovered that this sentence came from the mouth of the elegant poet Li Bai, which was a pleasant surprise.