Complete works of three hymns and beautiful sentences

1, Sanshengyuan on Sanshengshi, but forget Sichuan under the river bridge. How many times in the same boat, how many times in the same bed? * * * Looking at the sea and the moon, Lantian is warm, and the dream of red dust is fascinating. Who knows that it is a distant place that wakes up the lover, but it is a rude oath. How to explain the word "helpless", and how stupid is it?

2, Sanshengshi finally reincarnated, why bother to solve the mystery. Forget this soup, there is a good wife in the afterlife. Look at that forgetting the river, washing away the memories of a lifetime, taking the Naihe Bridge and awakening the fate of life and life. That's true. Since you have drunk Meng Po Tang, why don't you live happily?

3. Your appearance in my life may not be accidental, it may be the expectation of waiting for a thousand years, or it may be the unchanging promise on the stone of life, just to meet you and know you in the best years!

4. On the bank of Sansheng Stone, make a promise of love: "I would like to pour out my wishes in this life and make you happy all your life."

5. That passion, that pledge of eternal love, is forgotten on the Sansheng stone. Who will remember the silhouette of the ribbon and the flowers? Pour out thousands of tender feelings, just for the dependence of flowers on the other side.

6. At that time, I engraved the regret that you gave birth to me before I was old and I was old, but I failed to change my next life. You chose to forget me.

7. Look at Sansheng by the Forgotten River. On Sansheng Stone, you show off Qinghe's lovelorn love. At whose grave, I buried the promise of my life. Sunset, quietly guarding the same face, this is actually a thousand-year marriage cycle!

I deeply remember that you said you were the bright moon and I was the fog. If I leave with you, I will only be foggy and cold all autumn; I remember, you said that even if the sea is vast, I can hold your hand and not let go at a glance; You once said, if you can find me, you will engrave the oath of eternal life on the stone of life, never say a word, and warm my heart in cool thin with your life.

9. Who can solve the lonely city of Liurou in spring? Flowers bloom on the other side, and the three stones are found on the shore. They are still affectionate and people are not seen. Just a dream of the world of mortals. When will the wind stop, the mountain ride and the water side? Life is long, past lives are old, waiting sadly, flowers bloom and fall, and fate is like water.

Shishan Sansheng Road Sansheng Stone 10 Love the dust and return to the earth, I miss you, who cares about the flowers, and there is no space for you; I am grateful that you have won countless victories in the world, and I hope to be as close as ever when I see you again.

1 1, perhaps, all the encounters in the world are not accidental, but the grievances of previous lives, the cause and effect of reunion after a long separation, the persistent ups and downs in the river of forgetting, and the compassion on the three stones.

12, the wind blows away, and the promise on Sanshengshi has experienced many vicissitudes. I took the paper oath and wasted my time in the world of mortals. Just for the shallow smiling face when I first met you, the promise of past lives, this life is just a meeting, and when should I make an everlasting fate?

13, I have carved a thousand years of infatuation on the sansheng stone, just waiting for you to look back in this life. I'm not afraid of reincarnated Tu Su, just to look back when you meet; Your beauty, the tenderness in my heart, your deep affection, wait for me to hold hands, if I can be with you in this life, I will no longer sigh the luxury in the world.

14, your beauty is picturesque, your smile is like a flower, there are our love stories on the Sansheng stone, and there are our blood-stained cinnabar, which are branded in our hearts and eyes, such as looking back on the Millennium, such as the flowering of Chinese cymbidium, such as the myth of heaven and earth, and are not afraid of the pain of parting; My love is like a flower, which blooms and falls for you every season, so why not be afraid of sudden youth?

15, many sorrows can be washed with tears, and how many times I hope tears can save me something! However, the beautiful encounter will fade with the smoke when people walk in tea. The misty rain is soft, and the spring breeze draws the profusion of mountains and plains. When the Wupeng boat crossed the bridge, it left several circles of waterline, like endless acacia on the Sansheng stone. ...

16, fate is predestined, love is lingering, love may not meet the end of life, and ruthlessness may not be the end. Suddenly, after many years, next to Sanshengshi, waiting for an aging parting, I forgot the river under Naihe Bridge, and the breeze passed the Iraqis. It's hard to think about it, and I don't know where to go.

17, whether the reincarnation in the prayer wheel has already been written on the Sansheng stone, Jiangnan is you, you are the window Jiangnan.

18, those who have the deepest understanding are still swaying in their hearts, and the warmth and coldness of life have long been engraved on stones.

19, the moonlight is like water, the heart is cold, the dust is half-hearted, and the light falls on the fingertips. Why cardamom's face is getting old. The moon sets in the west wing, and the pipa plays last night's song. It's not yesterday, how to carve it on the stone of Sansheng!

20. I don't know if I am the lotus seed you lost 500 years ago, or if I made an agreement with you in front of the Sanshengshi, or if I should come to you in this life. I just lost the memory of my previous life and missed my love encounter with you. I only know that I can't bear to leave you in my life, but I dare not get too close to you. I only know that I will always be a mottled silhouette on your window lattice in this life, and I can only wander outside your dreams in this life.

2 1, the years pass quietly like water, and time is as beautiful as flowers. Just because I prayed hard in front of the Buddha in my last life, praying to be with you and with you in this life. Just because of your past life, you quietly walked past the stagnant footsteps, and the attachment flowing out of your eyes seemed to have deeply engraved my face in your heart. Meet in this life, only for the eternal promise engraved on the three stones.

If I leave, please pay attention to safety. We made a thousand-year promise before Sanshi! The sigh of the wind will tell you that even though the time has passed, I am still waiting for you somewhere in time, waiting for you to realize your promises one by one in your lifetime!

23, weak water 3,000, affectionate, the memory in the dream has faded into the waves of missing. Years are long and my thoughts are full of dye. I carved you on the top of Sansheng Stone, in the thin paper of goose yellow, and let Hongyan take away the dream language stuck in the bottom of my heart.

24. When I met love at the corner, I caught a glimpse of it on the Sansheng Stone. Who is staring at it with whose emotion? Who disappears at whose fingertips? Time flies, some thoughts, in the gap of time, aestheticism has become eternal. ......

25. It is said that the causal love of Sansheng III is engraved on Sansheng Stone. So, are your and my names engraved on the unchanging stone tablet?

26. When you left, love finally became a wound and you were sad. Although it is still bright, there is no exhausting heat. Although it's still warm, it's missing a rib to melt.

27, the night is sinking, drizzling. Half a bend clears the moon, and a window is sparse. Have you ever remembered that in front of Xiao Xuan's window, the shadows are in pairs, a piece of infatuation, a long-lost miss! When I was young, * * * volatilized, and the ink printed iron coil was infatuated with the clock. As soon as I turned around, the peach blossoms of the third world had fallen, and my blue shirt was bald, and I meditated on a pulse, and my family was a curtain, lonely and red, and my heart was shallow and my pen was full of heartstrings. Lonely love locks dreams, lovesickness is empty, and the world of mortals leans on dreams. Who's who?

28. The Dream of Red Mansions that you promised me finally dispersed like smoke, drifting in the dreamland deep in hate. Our past lives are unforgettable, just like the faint green hills that can't be covered, and the flowing green water is endless. On the sansheng stone, it is engraved forever.

29. It is precisely because we live far apart, and it is precisely because our hearts are separated from each other, that there will be fewer ties. I looked around for my hiding place by myself. I hope to hide in an untouched corner, bury the most beautiful dream of mandarin ducks and butterflies in my heart, and dedicate the most charming rose petals to you on the way to Meilin. If you remember me in the next life, I will wait for you at the broken bridge of Sansheng Shinaihe Bridge. ...

30. The ancient style reflects the years, and the light songs give people a long life of sorrow and joy. A flower and a grass, I guess the reason of its past life and afterlife. Fantasize about the encounter next to the Sansheng stone, the joy of reincarnation, the strange fate in the world, and the wonderful story.

3 1, with old dreams and dusty ahead, I carved your name on the Sansheng stone. I've been worried all my life, but I didn't drink that Meng Po soup.

32. The dream of the world of mortals is like smoke, which has faded for a while and faded for a while. Next to Sansheng Stone, I am not reborn, but willing to be a tree, weathered by the wind, sun and rain. I don't want a thousand years of affection, three generations of infatuation, but I don't want to miss you in this life, let me see you at first sight, let you meet in the most beautiful years of my life, and leave without regrets.

33, the world of mortals, I traveled all the footprints, just to meet you. Is that our fate, the warmth carved on the sansheng stone? Looking back gracefully and drunkenly for 3,000 times, there is only one "miracle" in 10 million times. Entering such a season, snowflakes fall at your fingertips and worry about your heart. The night is already deep, and I'm still waiting for you and me as scheduled, and I promise to fall in love and look back every time. Do you know that?/You know what? Do you know that?/You know what? Steamed buns Because of you, my winter is so warm.

You are the girl with a beautiful pen that I miss very much. You make my life the most beautiful in the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, and your elegant 3,000 hair makes my life prosperous. * * * the love of the whole city, the piano, the instrument and the singing are written into immortal legends. Since then, on the third stone, I have been displaced in my life.

35, standing on this side of the dream, looking at the other side, watching the passage of time, love between the ends of the earth is hard to break; It's hard to block the sight of looking at you from a distance. When we are together, life is naturally obsessed with love. This hate has nothing to do with romance. We are as affectionate as possible and rely on love. Dreams are sentimental, words are unforgettable, and I am willing to be single-minded; Misfortune and luck are inseparable. Waiting for you is my unchangeable wish; Loving you is my lifelong wish. Sighing at the wind, tender feelings for the rain, sweet words lingering in my heart, fragrant in my heart, dependent on each other, just to carve acacia on the sansheng stone, which was doomed in my previous life.

36. Do you remember? Thousands of years ago, the mottled tears on Junshan were moved by you for me. Do you remember? Forget about Sichuan, the poem I wrote for you is my unchanging oath. On Sanshui River and Sansheng Stone, we held hands and wrote "Forever, this life will remain unchanged". The past is vivid; I used to be young and unforgettable.

37, tears in the middle of the night, two lines, Sansheng stone tablet buried in the wild hills. The first jade of cold leaves is frosted, which worries me.

38. We have known each other from the beginning. It is said that life is beautiful only when it is love at first sight. The fate of knowing each other and cherishing each other makes me understand that the world of mortals has been infatuated since ancient times. What kind of past will you and I have through the mark of Sanshengshi? In my last life, I quietly opened a pot of orchids in front of your window to accompany you in endless dreams, or did you follow the shadow around me like you said and be inseparable from this life?

39. Now I know that no fate can last a lifetime, and no matter how gorgeous the banquet is, it will end one day. The legend of Sanshengshi is just a helpless ferry, and Sanshengfo has a cloud; Fate is over, the ferry has gone, don't insist, there is no chance in this life, go back to life!

40. Please pay attention to safety if I leave. We made a promise for thousands of years before the third life! The sigh of the wind will tell you that even though the time has passed, I am still waiting for you somewhere in time, waiting for you to realize your promises one by one in your lifetime!

4 1, I kneel before the Buddha again, begging to meet you again in the afterlife, begging for the fountain of youth next to the Sansheng Stone, dumping me at the age of Qian Qian and falling in love with your husband!

42. Time has mercilessly mottled the love on the Sansheng stone. How can I change my destiny? Therefore, only the clouds of acacia deep in the soul can be released, let it drift and slowly cover the lonely sandbar.

I mistook the ending for the beginning. I still can't believe that the fate with you has gradually dissipated with the ripples. You broke through my sight and disappeared into the blue sky. The feelings on the Sansheng stone penetrated the dust wall of this life, and the Buddha vaguely returned to the past. However, on the road we walked together, there was only a lonely figure, accompanied by falling dead leaves.

44. Playing the flute for the New Year for Jinse, putting on a light makeup, this is the moment of spring, this is a long-lost miss, that piece of red dust, that flaw is untitled, in my heart, in my memory, it is not indifferent, but also in my brow, and then I feel sad, leaving the song in one place, full of melancholy. Because, I'm just the butterfly I'm looking for. I'm just a lonely goose on my way home, flying over the sea and sky, loving deeply and living shallowly. Is it on the three sacred stones or on the other side?

45. If you have a dream, you can sing a colorful streamer, whether it is a day or a month. After all, you keep walking, find a quiet place, light the Green Lantern, build a siege with tears, suppress the prosperity, and turn around, but it is already on the stone. Once that year, the days were fixed, it was not someone's, but it persisted in that life and bid farewell to that moment. The vast sea of people, a stranger in a hurry, just to become a passer-by, only on the road of this life, the sad songs of the years, you can expect!

46. Under the moon, the curtain shadow of the west window shed countless tears, talking about lingering and sighing, but afraid to look back. The song of leaking sand drips into youth and runs through the red dust of dreams. Who knows the change, who asks sadly. Even if I spend my whole life, I will still sleep by the river in the grassland, expecting your floral fragrance, like stranded autumn leaves, no regrets, no bitterness, and taking the bodhi of my life in your name to set off this autumn nirvana, waiting for you to smile. Perhaps, this is a gentle bow, perhaps, this is a watch on the Sansheng stone, bitter heart, tired of love, but still no regrets. I can't help crying, how many words are sad!

47. If you are gorgeous in stagnation, why are you wandering around the world? You have written down the stone carvings of Sansheng, but you don't know the word Mani in this life. Why do you want to read your own afterlife scriptures and then bow down to Buddha Bodhi? Miss the rainbow cold rain and watch Xiao kill the earth. One step is tears, two steps are pain. Why do you keep crying? Where is the dream, where is the drowning of 3 thousand!

48. Sitting on the coast at dusk, listening to the intoxication in the waves, talking about a wait from the other side, watching the fleeting time in the sail and talking about an emotion in the cradle. Which year was the direction I pursued? Looking back, I hesitated and missed the sunset passenger ship. I was alone in a lonely corner, counting the yellow dust and the red dust. She sang in front of the Buddha.

49. Ask your lover, is there a dust that melts into your heart and makes you frightened and agitated? Never forget or lose, the agreement on Sansheng Stone is vaguely stained with tears, a promise that transcends the fetters of the secular world and stays together only for the beauty of our meeting.

50. I gave you a gift and made an appointment for the reincarnation of the afterlife. The alliance words engraved on Sansheng Stone are still clear and regretless. I have been drunk in your dream, hiding empty tears, but who did you give the delicate ears holding hands to? Acacia pendant with music sings in loneliness until my heart turns to dust.

5 1, when you are in junior high school, drink sake slowly; In the same month as you, you are drunk with Bodhi. Light ink and wet blue, a better feeling; Thick makeup is soaked in white, and Iraqis are absolutely gorgeous. Yining worries about you night after night, but you still love Yining. Broken bridge, wandering south of the Yangtze River. Before and after the flowers, people are dancing and the bridge is singing softly. Poetry and songs, wrestling between officials and businessmen. Dreaming of Jade Butterfly, sleeping beside you; Who else can I talk to after all these years?

52. Looking back at the dynasty, you and I walked hand in hand through Sansheng Stone, made a pledge of world of mortals, made a pledge of eternal love, and expressed our feelings to each other. After a long history, it becomes smoke-free, blowing in the wind. Those beautiful memories have already become unbearable. I don't know who will remember them tomorrow and tomorrow.

53. I remember accidentally seeing the oath engraved on the Sansheng stone, which vaguely shows all kinds of eternity. But I don't know who can hold out until the last day, and I don't know whether those vows have long followed the falling maple leaves in blowing in the wind. I still remember who once said that the deeper the memory, the more painful it will be. Even if you pretend to be happy on the surface, you can't hide your inner sadness.

54, all kinds of helplessness also say the lead. On the Sansheng stone, you can find steps; In this world, good marriages can be repaired. It's called pillow, sleeping on the stars and the moon; Drowning is thrilling, reflecting the dream ahead. Heaven and earth have feelings, and always protect concentric stones; If Sichuan and Guangdong do not change, they will eventually become pillow alliances.

55, let go of my hand, don't look back, lingering nostalgia, but no longer have a trace of tenderness. Waiting for you, this is the last time, without a hug, I will be close to parting. Your name is engraved on the Sansheng stone and taken away by time. It seems that your shadow is still in my heart for a moment. I wonder if there is any medicine in the deepest part of the world of mortals. After eating it, I will laugh all the time, never worry again, and all the injuries will be erased. If you keep dragging me, how can I have an excuse to turn around? If you keep making me cry, how can I stay? ......

56. Birds fly in pairs. In the wind, the hair tip is elegant, first frost is wasted, and the bleak breeze is sweeping the years when the words are buried. Life is like a play, writing a book at my desk, describing a bitter feeling and talking about a love.

57. Sansheng stands on Sansheng Stone, and Sansheng stands in front of Sansheng Temple. Three generations are full of love, three generations are full of love.

58. Cangshan is pitiful and deep, speechless and unintentional. It is not easy to die after death, especially in the spring breeze. There are three lives on a stone, and what is under it is not returned every year? It's just that today the wind is stone, and we don't know each other. I want to exchange your heartless heart for my articles and poems that make the gods cry. I don't want to live or die. I hope to be with me in this life. Soothes the sadness between eyebrows and eyes for Iraq, and sings an earth-shattering love divine comedy for Iraq.

59, the road, go too much, you will see your own piece of Sansheng Stone, the sin of this life, and repay the sin of Sansheng III. ——

60. Everyone's road will eventually come to an end, find their own home and take away the memories on the Sansheng Stone.

6 1. At that time, you were the bright moon and I was the clear spring, inseparable. I traveled all over the world of mortals and crossed Qian Shan, just for the touch of handwriting on the Sansheng stone. I am willing to wait, waiting for your appearance.

62. I searched beside the Sansheng Stone, and even in my dream, I left. After all, I can't penetrate the bleak sky, so I put my sad lingering on the lyre.

63. On the platform of homesickness, the last lingering and sad look back has long been fixed in my memory. Generation after generation, I and my thoughts are reincarnated together. I walked all the way through the flashy dust, just wanting to find you and be your eternal beauty. I returned to Sanshengshi with irreparable sadness, just to see if your name and mine are still engraved there. I knelt down and asked Meng Po if he had seen the beautiful image of you passing by the Forgotten River. The railing was full, and tears danced in the rain and turned into butterflies.

64. Raise a glass and look at the bright moon. The lonely sky is full of endless thoughts. The night wind kept blowing up my residual hair, and fireflies danced in the moon frost stone. I have been lonely for thousands of years, and my feelings are longer and lonelier than this pot of wine. I'm drunk, drunk.

65. It was in my last life that I lusted after your affectionate gaze and carved you and me on the Sansheng stone with my loneliness all my life. I thought I could get what I wanted in this life, but I didn't know it was my wishful thinking arranged by God.

66. In this life, the oath engraved on the Sansheng stone has been bathed in moonlight and persistence for a lifetime, just waiting for you. Waiting for you, I will keep the flowers blooming; Waiting for you, I will wait for the moon to be full, even if I die.

67, tears into Meng Po Tang, in the third life stone, past lives, many reincarnation emerged in front of us, frozen for thousands of years, lonely for thousands of years, at that moment everything was silent. How can we leave in previous lives, meet in this life, and meet again in the afterlife? If you dream, you will get a hundredfold harvest!

68. A bridge is called helplessness. A river, called Forgetting River. On the banks of Sansheng Stone, Iraqis are still there. I am willing to accompany you to laugh three thousand times, leaving a wound without regrets.

69. I was the kite you flew in your previous life. I am looking for the final destination in the world of mortals. With your unfulfilled wish, I crossed the forgotten river bank, stayed on the railing of Naihe Bridge, and saw all the people, an endless stream of ghosts, smiling at me strangely. I know you will come back, and you will come back to fight me. Look; The flowers on the other side of past lives are blooming again, and I am still flying with unfinished wings. I remember in front of me is the three lives that you and I promised.

70. On the West Lake, the breeze blows my long pale hair. I still remember that year, you whispered in my ear that no matter how many hardships we will experience in the future, we will be together until the other side of happiness. When you and I made this vow, you said you would take me across to the other side of happiness, and you said you would meet me again next to the Sanshengshi on the other side.

7 1, raise a glass and look at the bright moon, and miss you. The lonely sky is full of endless thoughts. The night wind kept blowing up my residual hair, and fireflies danced in the moon frost stone. I have been lonely for thousands of years, and my feelings are longer and lonelier than this pot of wine, and I am drunk but not drunk. How time flies, I miss you like a mountain. I haven't blossomed for thousands of years. At this time, I don't see Iraqis coming, and the long wait is my endless yearning.

72. In this life, the waiting moon has broken into thousands, but I can't escape my eternal concern. Under the dim light, we have drunk the dust of the afterlife and the past life, the eternal beauty of flowers falling and dancing, and the sadness of the mountains and rivers next to Sanshengshi.

73. In a hurry, frost dyed Fahua, three thousand. On the Sanshengshi, remember the oath. The fate of the afterlife has always been shallow, why is it deep? Gorgeous poems and notes can't send away my thoughts. The elegance of the afterlife is my attachment to you.

74. With a melancholy sigh, love is always a scenery that cannot be left in a fleeting time! How many people are looking for it under Sansheng Stone? How many people are looking for it on Naihe Bridge? I'm just insisting and expecting, but I don't know about your migration tonight!

75. I would like to win a person's heart and write a romantic world of mortals for you on the Sansheng Stone.

76. Past lives, misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, confused world of mortals, misty twilight, drizzle, peach blossoms and willows, green umbrellas. By the broken bridge and in front of the pavilion, I looked at the horizon, but I didn't see my lover return. I waited for reincarnation by the Sansheng stone, but I was drunk in front of the king of this life, only knowing that I should not regret this life. Acacia misses each other, leaving a song of sadness. All over the sky, beauty is the most beautiful, but a drop of cinnabar tears. ...

77, tears into Meng Po Tang, in the third life stone, past lives, many reincarnation emerged in front of us, frozen for thousands of years, lonely for thousands of years, at that moment everything was silent. How can we leave in previous lives, meet in this life, and meet again in the afterlife? If you live like a dream, you will have a thousand twists and turns …

78. Many times, I always feel that time passes quickly and disappears quietly through my fingers like quicksand. Then, inadvertently, it becomes a memory and stays in the past. Have I seen you at the bridge of Naihe River next to Sansheng Stone of Forgetting River on Huang Quan Road?

79. The feelings on the Sansheng stone penetrate the dust wall of this life, and the Buddha is vaguely released and returns to the past life; There is only a lonely figure on a paved stone road among the flowers, accompanied by falling tidbits.

80. I just scratched on the stone, and I have forgotten where the end of the world is. In this life, my beauty is pretentious. I am still a piano heart, dancing between your fingers.

8 1, when the world was weak for three thousand years, there was no brilliant red but only Iraqi fragrance; Yu Xiang night language, charming sansheng stone book elegant; Tender feelings are full of lotus wind, purple lotus butterfly dance is charming, and the song is Xiangjiang; Yuanyang tea flies south, and the prosperous purple is purple!

82. The tender feelings are elegant and carved on the Sansheng stone, and I have no regrets for missing you, adding songs with thin words, and benefiting three generations with three thousand words, and there is no regret in the end! Sing the deep feelings between the eyebrows and wait for the piano music to bloom!

83. Are those souls lost in the third life still a little obsessed? Don't give up a self that has been eroded, wait for a hopeless self to return to its true nature, and give up a nirvana-a complete self. How many obsessions are left? How much time is left in the afterlife, waiting for lingering resentment, who should be robbed by whom, and who should be robbed?

84. Who is right or wrong in Sanshengshi Bank? Who knows a sad song? Wind and rain, that fleeting time, who mourns in the years?

85. Qian Fan, who was waiting for you in the initial dream? No matter how deep the fate is, it will always be scattered in a ferry in the world of mortals. Even if we meet again next to Sanshengshi, you are not the original you, and I am not the original me.

86. The waning moon in Xiao Feng is dusk, and the solo dance is clear in the evening breeze. On the stranger, the world of mortals is far away, the flowers and leaves wither with the wind, the fingertips are stained with ink, and a Zhu Hua is printed. Beauty is like a dream, how can it be broken, how can it be beautiful, how can it be cold and how can it be difficult to dance? The floating life is gone, and it is difficult to mourn for a lifetime. On the edge of reincarnation, I asked the ferryman when his life would last, but lamented that the life of the world of mortals was too thin.

87. When I replied again, I was surprised to find that the oath engraved on the Sansheng stone was blurred and impossible to pursue under the ruthless erosion of the old times.

Standing in the depths of this season, I can see through the profusion of a flower. Those vows written on the Sansheng stone are just a mirror. The so-called past lives, after all, you used escape as a footnote. It turns out that the encounter of a lifetime is as fragile as celadon, broken into pieces, and scratched on the heart, like crying. Even if it can be repaired, those wrinkles and cracks are like second time around, and it is difficult to recover.

89. In this life, you silently guard the horizon, gently let go of life and death, the sword is like a dream, tears are like rain, fireworks are all over Beijing, and you can't stay in prosperity. At that moment, the three realms were reincarnated, the fleeting time reversed, Sirius cried, and you couldn't catch the tail of Wenquxing, but this time you turned around, you were out of life and death. I waited by the Santu River, the torrent wept for the flowers on the other side, and carved a story of the afterlife on the Sansheng stone. The reincarnation dish is wrong in your face, avoiding the bowl of soup in Meng Po, which is inevitable and can only be resisted.

90. Looking for Sanshengshi Bank, I once carved your face. However, the world of mortals scissors are heartless and break your life. Tears fell to my fingertips and broke me, Sanqiu and Meng Han.

9 1, the moonlight is hazy, a few degrees of lead, a few degrees of brocade, where are you drunk? Tears in front of the flowers on the other side, looking for a turn next to the Sansheng stone, waiting for a look back at the door of reincarnation. Dancing in loneliness is like flying, who is tired of the moon setting? It is a waste of thought to lean on the bar and look at the moon. It is difficult to write a short story and hate it for a long time. I send a message to the end of the world, write grievances, moisten my pen and hurt my body, sprinkle the bustling fireworks in the world of mortals with the loneliness of candles, and face you from the world.

92. There is no eternal fate, and there is no eternal life. What we can have may be just an ordinary life. However, life is completely different because of you. We don't need to swear or promise. We just need to follow love, with eyes as the medium, confirm the agreement on the Sansheng stone, hold hands, don't have to hold hands, but never relax, and interpret a classic eternity with our own love program.

93. It turns out that we are just passers-by in the world of mortals. The Sansheng stone is deeply engraved with the trace of fate, but there is no you and me. Fate is the reason why so many people pursue it. With the change of annual rings, the river flows slowly with the alternation of time. Is it a pity that time has changed life? Or has life changed the years? The flow of time makes me forget everything in the world, but it makes me unable to meet the most beautiful things in the past.

94. I have a feeling that I will always be confused. Why do those meticulous care become travel-stained, unable to stand the vicissitudes of time, or unable to stand the polishing of time? The handwriting carved on the Sansheng stone, why is it just you and me?

95. How many generations will you pay for the tenderness carved on the Sansheng stone? By the wishing well, how long did it take you to fulfill your vows? In Naiheqiao, what kind of life do you use to extend the promised afterlife?

96. I look forward to you next to Sanshengshi, and the years are empty and homesick.

97. It's a long way to go, but every word I drop still infects a wound that doesn't belong to a smile. Every stroke is poisoned by poppy-like sadness. Is the silent Sansheng stone still engraved with your name, a tassel-like mottle? How long ago was that?

98. After listening to the sound for a long time, I can see it clearly in my memory. The slowly falling maple leaves confirm the traces of the years. Across the mountains and rivers, you are a pain I will never get rid of. If it was once, next to Sanshengshi and Naihe Bridge, would you wait for me for three years without an appointment? Forgive me for breaking my promise. I don't know where to go, but I can only wait in place.

99, reincarnation is full of words, Sansheng Shipan is the most lovesick. In Qi Fei, birds flock to the phoenix, and flowers bloom in spring. Qin county dances silently at night, and the night is like a song. Love and hate are long, three lives and three lives, and eternal life.

100, next to Naihe Bridge, next to Sansheng Stone, the plot of you and me is engraved. Although it has been divided into mourning, I still remember those stories permeated with blood. Sigh the fleeting time, the time betrayed by you and me. In exchange for a moment of peace. Young and frivolous, we don't know the meaning of youth Now I just want to hold your hand and walk through the rest of the time together.

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