Wechat personalized signature poem

1, as beautiful as flowers and jade, like a fleeting time, you can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.

2, the night is cool, my thoughts are confused, my heart is broken, and my dreams are shocking.

3. Only spring knows who is the golden times of Qiao Yue Garden and the degree of locking the window to Zhuhu.

The person in the picture is very young, but the center of the hole is getting old. If you ask why, it is good to miss people at the age of 2008.

5, travel all over the country, through the four seasons, poor and helpless prodigal son, sad and crying.

6, the dream is full of flowers, and the concubine is good; The strings of learning the piano in the pavilion are broken, which is endless and desolate.

7, people like the wind into the clouds, love like rain and sticky.

8, endless acacia blood and tears for red beans, can't finish the spring Liu Chunhua full of paintings.

9, tearful eyes ask flowers silently, red flies over the swing.

10, self-pity, Qiu Shui, you must pity me and you.

1 1. How much free time do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

1 1. In the past, glitz covered my eyes. Today, I miss my old friend and can only see his face humiliated and wake up before my dream is shattered.

12, freehand sketch, splashing ink and lightly painting mountains and rivers, meaning to accompany beauty and perform picture-in-picture in the mirror.

13. Listen to the river crying when the heartache keeps flowing.

14, a flower and a grass, see the carver clearly. A tree and a bird were carved into a dusk. A heart and hands record the wood grain of life.

15, there are still tears on silent lips.

16, drunk green harp, wish you a new pillow, full of flowers at night. Numerous crisp pipes have blown Jin Ping's dream of spring away. Only weeping willows, not swinging over the wall.

17, if two kinds of feelings last for a long time, is it sooner or later?

18, drunk, looking at the sword, dreaming back to the corner. Eight hundred miles to divide the main fire, fifty strings to turn over the Great Wall, and the enemy is on the battlefield in autumn.

19, life is naturally infatuated, and this complaint has nothing to do with romance.

20, thinking about Yiru Xihe, delicate hands, when who is sleeping!

2 1, flowers are sad, tears are buried, tears hold hands, flowers wither.