Poems describing the bleak mood in autumn

Poems about sad mood 1. Poetry describing the bleak mood of the characters.

A sad poem

1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, () the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

2. Poems describing sadness and helplessness

Poems describing helplessness

1. I gave my heart to the moon, but the moon shone on the ditch!

2. Everything is wrong. Keep your eyes up and your eyebrows down. Raise your eyes, lower your eyebrows, and point to the silent tears.

The small building was easterly again last night, so my country couldn't bear to look back at the moon.

4. Cochineal tears make people drunk and heavy, and natural people hate water when they grow up.

5. I want to talk to Yao Qin, but I have few intimate friends. Who will listen to a broken string?

6. once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber.

7. Juck Zhang's leaves are rotten in Xiwan, and the lotus seeds are still in bloom. Dreams never leave the river, and people preach the phoenix mountain lang. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

8. I can't get rid of this situation, I can only frown but mind!

9. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and I am always in Cangzhou.

10. At that time, the bright moon was there, and the colorful clouds returned.

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12. Now, I know the taste of sadness, and I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

13. The wind blows the sky, just smile, don't worry.

14. The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai cuts his heart everywhere.

15. Where do you synthesize sadness? Leave people's hearts to autumn.

16. Overlooking the river from Yokooka, I was worried about Wan Li in front of the Floating Life Hall.

17. Peaches and plums laugh at the festive season, and Noda wasteland is only sad.

18. If you keep cutting, you will still be confused. This is separation. Don't have a taste in my heart.

19. The threshold chrysanthemum worries about smoke and blue tears, the curtain is light and cold, and the swallows fly away.

20. The whole world is muddy. I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

2 1. Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, but she was in a hurry and had to brave the cold rain and come to the wind.

22. What's it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?

23. The cycle of change has become a thing of the past, and the dignity of this mountain still commands the cold river.

24. Microwave hates the sea, and the moon is heartless.

3. A sad poem

1 Ancient Poetry: White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with our swords and raise our glasses to drown our sorrows.

Wine becomes sorrow, acacia becomes tears.

Tears ask flowers silently, and red flies over the swing.

Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

Autumn wind and autumn rain are worrying!

Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

Teenagers don't know the taste of trouble, and they are worried about giving new words.

It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to make canoes. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

I would have compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard.

When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.

In the spring breeze, this proud horse runs at the speed of two beats. I visited all the sights of Chang 'an gracefully in one day.

Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

Lonely boudoir, one inch sad and tender. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

Modern sentence: When I am alone, my heart is crying. Loneliness is only one person's sorrow, but it is everyone's pain.

Smoke brings dust to wine, which makes you cold, sad, happy or drunk, and leaves grudges with the wind.

Everyone is sad, helpless and indifferent sometimes, and music is the best way for us to express our feelings. Please put the sadness in the music bit by bit.

4. Poems describing sadness

1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.

3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first.

4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.

6. The belt is getting wider and wider. It's worth getting tired for my coquetry.

7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy.

9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness. Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain.

10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords.

12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard.

15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years.

17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard.

19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark?

2 1, suddenly looking back, that person was there, the lights were dim.

22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia.

On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day.

26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves. Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

27, autumn wind and autumn rain are embarrassing!

28. The passing clouds and smoke are scattered with the wind, and the golden top pine. On-off, on-off, on-off love in the world is fruitless. All my thoughts fade away, and I only admire the monks in the world. I Buddha has compassion to save suffering, and I am willing to cross all beings in an empty door.

A word to describe sadness.

5. What poems describe extreme sadness?

1, the world is infinite, and you can't draw a sad picture.

-Interpretation of Gao Chan's Looking at Jinling Night: There are countless painters in this world, but they can't draw their inner sadness. 2, flying freely is as light as a dream, and the continuous rain is as fine as sorrow.

-Interpretation of Qin Guan's "Huanxisha Lonely Cold Building": Outside the window, flowers are dancing freely, like a dream, and the rain is falling, drifting aimlessly, just like sadness flying. 3, a leaf and the sound of autumn, a little banana and a little sadness, after the third night of dreams.

-Xu Zaisi's interpretation of "Narcissus Night Rain": The night rain drips on the plane leaves, and the autumn sound is hard to stop, hitting the banana, which makes people worry constantly. In the middle of the night, I dreamed of returning to my hometown.

4, time only reminds people of the old days, do not believe in family, hate leaving the pavilion for a long time, tears are easy to wake up. -Interpretation of Yan Shu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Time Only Makes People Old": People have to go through this period of time in the world from birth to death.

But the years are long, and life is easy to get old. Time is like this. It only knows how to make people old and doesn't believe that there are sentimental people in the world.

I often feel sad after I leave the roadside pavilion. After leaving, every time I drink, I burst into tears because I miss my spring shirt. But since the water is still flowing, although we cut it with swords, it is even more sad to raise a glass.

-Interpretation of Li Bai's "Song of Shu Yun/Escort Yu Shuhua to the Building": Draw a sword to cut off the water flow, and the water waves will be smoother; I want to raise a glass to dispel my worries, and my worries are even stronger. 6. How much trouble can you have? Like a river flowing eastward.

-Li Yu's Interpretation of "When are the Spring Flowers and the Autumn Moon?" Ask me how much sadness there is in my heart, just like this endless spring water rolling eastward. 7. I came to my hometown in the evening.

The window of Xiao Xuan. Dress up.

Looking after each other without words, there are only a thousand lines of tears —— Interpretation of Su Shi's Dream on the 20th day of the first month of the Yangtze River: I suddenly returned to my hometown in a vague dream at night, only to see my wife dressing at the small window.

The two men looked at each other, and they didn't know where to start with a thousand words, only tears fell thousands of lines in relative silence. 8, everything is for people, tears flow first.

-Interpretation of Li Qingzhao's "Wuling Spring Festival Evening": The scenery remains the same, the personnel have changed, and everything is over. I wanted to pour out my feelings, but before I could speak, tears came down first.

9, wine into sorrow, acacia into tears. -Fan Zhongyan's Interpretation of Su Huaigu: Only bitter wine can drown your sorrows and turn them into tears of acacia.

10, searching, cold and cheerless, terrible. -Interpretation of Li Qingzhao's "Looking for a Slow Voice": How can you not be sad and sad when you are searching hard, but you only see desolation?

6. Poems describing emotional sadness

1: Wine turns into homesick tears.

2. But since the water is still flowing, although we use swords to cut it, it is even more worrying to raise a glass to dispel our worries.

3: What is it like to twist the autumn heart into ashes? What's it like to lie down and watch the piano score, but for whom?

4. How much sadness can you have, just like a river flowing eastward.

5. Suddenly I heard the song on the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.

6: Lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks clear autumn.

7: The spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Northern Song Dynasty —— Su Shi's Spring Night

8: At that time, the bright moon was there, and it had returned according to the colorful clouds.

9: Drunken spring shirts cherish old fragrance, and the sky will leave hate and annoyance. On the road, the annual autumn grass pushes Chinese and Japanese architecture to the sunset. Clouds are boundless, water is boundless, and the road to recruiting people is long. Acacia words are not censored, so why bother to write them on letters? It takes a thousand lines of tears.

10: I can't get rid of this feeling, but I frown and go to my heart.

1 1: caring for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears.

12: The mountain by the sea is like a sword, and Qiu Lai gives up her heart everywhere.

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14: neither poor nor rich.

15: I don't regret that my belt has widened, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

16: the stars and the sky dance together.

17: I'm not famous or married, so I may not be as good as others.

18: Only the stern boat of Shuangxi is empty and can't carry much worry.

19: the water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, it is always appropriate to wear light makeup.

20: The head of Baiyun Mountain is about to be erected, the sound under Baiyun Mountain is urgent, and dead trees are working hard. The gun was forced by Lin, and General Fei respected himself. On the fifteenth day of 700 Li, Jiangxi was rich in water and Fujian was green in mountains, and a thousand troops were swept away, such as 60 poems expressing feelings and 60 poems expressing feelings. Someone is crying, why not do it step by step for the camp!

2 1: I miss my relatives more every festive season-Tang Wangwei

22: Don't forget to wake up when you are drunk. It's easy to get together and leave. Half-moon window doesn't sleep much, and painting screen is idle. It's always sad to see wine stains on clothes and words in poems. Red candle has no good plans, feels sorry for itself, but cries for others on a cold night.

23: Who is sentimental, like Nanshan Moon, especially at dusk. The smoke from the kitchen near Baqiao Bridge and the beautiful scenery near Qujiang should stand in the moonlight, waiting for our army to recover lost ground and win.

24: White hair and three thousands of feet, sorrow is like a beard.

25. Clouds of cranes in the clear sky bring poetry to Bixiao.

Building a house is in human territory, and there are no chariots and horses.

27: Endless acacia tears throw red beans, and endless spring flowers bloom all over the building.

28: Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, saying that they are worried about new words.

29: Now that I know the taste of sadness, I want to talk about it. I want to say I'd better have a rest, but I said it's cold and autumn.

30: the fog is thick and the clouds are sad forever, and God is refreshed and destroys the golden beast. Double Ninth Festival, lying in bed, in the middle of the night, the cold on my body has just been soaked.

3 1: Everything is a dream. I once told Handan and the pillow teacher. Who can live to be a hundred years old? In the meantime, you will know how worried you are.

32: There are few bosom friends, who will listen when the string is broken.

33: Gao Dong is watching dusk, and migration depends on it. Trees are all autumn colors, and mountains are only sparkling.

34: But no matter how unlucky the poet is, he will fall into poverty.

35: Cochineal tears make people drunk, when heavy, natural people grow up to hate water.

The air in the mountains is getting better every day, and the birds are back.

37: The world is cloudy and I am alone. Everyone is drunk and I wake up alone.

38: Hua Lin thanked Chunhong, but she was in a hurry and had no choice but to have a cold rain and a night breeze.

39: It's separation from sorrow if you don't stop cutting. Don't have a taste in my heart.

40: People don't know and don't care, aren't they gentlemen?

4 1: Ten people with nine eyes, none of them is a scholar.

The fear is too tremulous, such as treading on thin ice.

43: I am obsessed with the district, I am afraid you don't know.

I wanted to compare my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon shines on the canal.

45: The light in the tent is dim, and I whimper in my dream: It is his spring that brings sadness. Where did spring go? But I don't understand, I'm going home!

46: a curtain of autumn rain, maple leaves all over the city, lonely pillow sleepless!

47: the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever!

48: the phoenix tree is raining, and at dusk, it drops. This time, what a sad sentence!

The sky is vast and green, and the sun and moon are bright.

50: Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were sparse and the fragments were scattered. What is the sunset near evening? If you don't understand the world, you still have no soul.

5 1: It is said that Shuangxi spring is still good, and I plan to use canoeing to describe my sad mood. I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried.

52: The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves are still scattered, and the west Western jackdaw is stunned. I don't know when acacia will meet, which is embarrassing.

53: The wind makes waves. Just smile and don't worry.

54: Feng Kuang, Paper Ash, my brother is back, and I have looked back at you many times.

55: People grow up and hate water.

56: I feel sad and lonely, and I have poor self-control.

57: While it is cool in summer, lie idle in the shade.

58: The caged bird loves the old forest, but the pond fish loses its source.

59: A teacher reveals his real name, who is better than in a thousand years.

60: tell the wine booth. Look at Yuan Ming, a handsome figure, Wolong Zhuge. Where does the magpie fly? Step on the soft snow.

7. Poems describing sadness

1, tearful eyes asked flowers for silence, and flew over the swing with red.

2. Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles. One kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. 3, the wind has lived in the dust fragrant flowers, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.

Things are people, not everything, and tears flow first. 4, Mo Dao does not forget me, the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers.

5. The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice. 6. The belt is getting wider and wider.

It's worth getting tired for my coquetry. 7, looking for, cold and clear, miserable.

8. Holding hands and looking at tears, I sobbed silently, thinking and thinking, thousands of miles of smoke, the twilight is heavy. 9. Lonely boudoir, gentle heart and sadness.

Cherish the spring to go, when to rush the rain. 10, how much sadness can there be, just like a river flowing eastward.

1 1 But since the water is still flowing, let's raise our glasses to drown our sorrows, even though we use swords. 12, I heard that Shuangxi is not bad in spring, and I plan to do canoeing.

I'm afraid the boat won't move. I'm worried. 13, three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him, it's late in the wind? Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance.

14, white hair three thousands of feet, sorrow like a beard. 15, if life is just like the first time, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan?

16, a teacher reveals his real name, which is almost the same for thousands of years. 17, if two feelings last for a long time, it is still a matter of time.

18, speechless and alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard. 19, I have long compared my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon clears the canal.

20. Yellow flowers are everywhere. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? 22. Teenagers don't know the taste of sorrow, and they say new words.

23, wine becomes sorrow, tears become acacia. On the 24th, from Zhongtian to Qian Fan, the oblique light pulse is long.

25, the spring breeze is proud of horseshoe disease, and you can see Chang' an flowers in one day. 26, Dongli wine after dusk, there is a dark fragrance full of sleeves.

Don't say clear autumn is not a person, the west wind rolls the flag and beads curtain, and the person in the curtain is thinner than that Huang Ju.

8. Ancient poems describing sad feelings

Young Yu Meiren Jie Jiang is upstairs listening to the rain song, and the red candle is faint.

In the prime of life, the boat is listening to the rain, and the wild geese in the river are called the west wind. Now listening to the rain monk Lu, there are stars on his temples.

Sorrow and sorrow are always related to love, and will last until dawn before giving orders. Farewell to Changting, Li Shutong, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue.

The evening breeze blows the flute, and the sunset is beyond the mountain! The horizon, the horizon, intimate friends are half scattered. A pot of turbid wine is full of joy. Tonight, don't bid farewell to Meng Han's memory of Qin E and Li Qingzhao. Chaos Mountain and Ye Ping are thin.

The smoke is thin, the crow returns, and the horns are heard at dusk. The fragrance breaks off the evil feelings, and the west wind urges the phoenix tree to fall.

When the phoenix tree falls, it is still crisp and lonely in autumn. Li Qingzhao's voice is slow, searching, cold, and sad.

It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three cups and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? The wind is rushing at dawn.

Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor.

Who can break it now? Looking out the window, how can you be black alone! Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk. This time, what a sad sentence! The hope of spring Du Fu, though a leopard cannot change his spots, has a long history of mountains and rivers.

Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.

Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

9. I feel very sad to ask for ancient poems that describe people's sad mood. Thank you.

There are many words, all of which are the works of everyone. Please give me one or two examples. Do they meet the requirements?

Speak slowly and softly, Li Qingzhao

Looking for cold to find desolation, looking for sadness to find misery, it is the most difficult to rest when it is warm and cold. How can I beat you if I'm late? I'm just an old acquaintance.

Yellow flowers piled up all over the ground, withered and damaged. Now, who can look after the window? How can the black phoenix tree grow alone? It rained in Mao Mao until dusk. What a sad word this time!

Liu Yong Yulinling

Chilling sorrow is the first night of the pavilion, and the door is closed and drunk. No nostalgia. Lanzhou urged hands to look at each other, and tears were speechless. I want to go to a thousand miles of smoke and sink into the sky.

Since ancient times, parting is more sentimental and sad. Tomb-Sweeping Day's being left out is even more embarrassing. Where are the romantic and waning moons in Yang Liuan? It should be a good time and a good scene in name only, with a variety of customs. Who can I tell?

Yu Meiren Li Yu

How many small buildings do you know when spring flowers and autumn moons are over? Last night, the east wind left the country in a terrible state of mind.

The carved jade fence should still be there, but Zhu Yan changed his mind and asked you how sad you can be, but it seems like a river flowing eastward.

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Silent, alone, on the west wing, the moon is like a hook, lonely, the phoenix tree is locked in the deep courtyard, and the scissors are kept cutting in the clear autumn. It is really a kind of parting.

Li Yu Langtaosha

It's raining outside the curtain, and the spring is fading. Luo Yan can't stand the cold of five shifts. I didn't know I was a guest in my dream.

It's easier to be alone than to be alone, and it's easier to see the time is up than to be out of the water.

Yu Jiexing Fan Zhongyan

Leaves fall in succession, the fragrance disappears, the night is silent, the cold sound is broken, the real bead curtain is rolled up, the jade building is empty, the sky is light, and the galaxy hangs year after year. The moonlight is like a long practice tonight, thousands of miles away.

Sadness has no reason to be broken. Before you get drunk, your tears will break and your pillow will go out. I am familiar with the feeling of loneliness. I have come to this matter, and I'm not going to avoid it.

Liang Zhu Ouyang xiu

The courtyard is deep, there are many piles of willows, the smoke screen is not heavy, the jade carving saddle is high, and Zhangtai Road is not seen.

Storm, closing at dusk in March. I didn't plan to stay in spring and spend tears flying over the swing.

Jiangchengzi sushi

Ten years of life and death are two boundless days. I don't think about it. I can't forget it. Nowhere to talk about. Even if I meet you, I should be ignorant of dust.

When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window is to dress and take care of each other. There is nothing but tears. It is estimated that my heart will be broken every year.

Long-haired phoenix travels on land.

Huangteng wine with crisp hands is full of spring scenery in the city. Liu dongfeng evil is thin and sad. A few years later, he was wrong.

Spring is as thin as an old man's eyes, tears are red, and peach blossoms fall into idle pools. Although Shanmeng is hard to trust in the brocade book.

Fish-touching Xin Qiji

It is better to get rid of a few storms and hurry back to cherish spring and fear flowers. Besides, countless springs are in love and life. It is said that there is no way back to the end of the world, and complaining about spring does not count. Only by diligently drawing cobwebs on the eaves and doing everything in Yogyakarta can you fly.

Nagato's quasi-ceremony and false beauty. Someone once envied her daughter's vertical purchase. Who told you not to dance? You didn't see the flying swallow in Yuhuan. It is the most bitter to rest against a dangerous fence. The setting sun is in the sad place.