What a sad conversation.

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.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Haggard, who can pick it now?

The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns into sorrow and tears.

A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.

Where were those lost times before me? I'll never see you again. I miss heaven and earth. There is no limit and no end. I'm lonely and my tears fall down.

Relatives or sorrows, others have also sung. What's the way to die? I'm on the same mountain.

When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time.

If my bosom friend appreciates it, I won't refuse to sing the most difficult and elegant songs for him.

Ten years of life and death are boundless, thoughtless and unforgettable; Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.

Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

The earth endures, and the sky endures; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever. .

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. At this point, the night is awkward.

Looking around, lonely and sad.

No sad songs for me, I don't know what happened!

There is a kind of beauty that you can't forget when you see it. I haven't seen you for a day, and I want to be crazy.

This feeling can't be solved by relying on a small bench.