Talk happily and poetically, talk happily and poetically.

First, when I was young, I thought loneliness was a cool thing. When I grow up, I feel lonely is a very sad thing. Now, I think loneliness is not a thing.

Second, what is love? Morning glow, sunset glow, to hoary head. Can you be specific? You are in your eyes and heart. Can you be specific? My heart is full of joy.

Third, for the rest of my life, snow is you, dullness is you, and tenderness in my heart is you.

There will always be hard times that make you doubt yourself, but when you experience more, you will find that it is just the normal state of life.

The long hair in the north is fluttering, and the smoke in the south makes the fallen flowers dizzy. Their eyes are full of neon and concern.

6. I just hope that after three years, five years and ten years. One day, when we meet, we can recognize each other. You shout, I miss you so much. At that moment, I will burst into tears. We are friends, friends forever.

On the way to the future, everyone is a lonely traveler.

Eight, I left quietly, just as I came quietly; I waved my sleeve without taking away a cloud. Xu zhimo

See you next time. Laugh without moving your feelings.

Ten, if life is just like the first sight, what is the autumn wind sad painting fan. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change. Lishan language is clear at midnight, and the rain bell doesn't complain at night. More importantly, if you are lucky enough, you will be more willing than before. Love doesn't have to die, the fragrance is just right, and ruthlessness is not necessarily a refusal. I just want you to remember: love at first sight.

Eleven, waiting for a flower to bloom, full of glory, I stand on the stranger, waiting for that person to borrow Song. Pick a bunch of wild flowers and give them to the deepest years, to the lost years and to persistent love. You come and I am here, which is the joy that years have given you. Those thoughts, those poems written in the snow, have gone with the wind. The years are old, and the feelings are still there, so lush and moving, just like, with your spring.

Twelve years old, who sighs in the years.

Thirteen, Wenshan soft water is not as good as your eyebrow.

Fourteen, why pillow empty city? Qin Louyue is very cold. After drinking a few bottles of snow, the cold river and the autumn moon sank in the west, and Hong Zhu remembered the tears of blood. Smoke washed the city gate, leaving all the dust behind. Eternal hatred, only for a lifetime, tears. Emperor Zun, don't love the old city, enjoy the floating lanterns in the prosperous times. Leave people where? Mo Wen, Mo Wen. Jiangshan is safe, not remembering the deep courtyard or the sound of jade flute.

Fifteen, time is worthy of pride, spring breeze is worthwhile, I met you.

Sixteen, you said that ten miles of peach blossoms, two people and one horse, and later thanked the prosperity, life and death have nothing to say.

Seventeen, I only wish you, life without silt, always look up and see the moonlight.

Eighteen, across the city, and now I'm with you. Just like the night in August, the moonlight is bright and the harbor is warm.

Nineteen, extract some poetic sentences

Twenty, like is not necessarily suitable for together. Love is letting the other person be himself.

Twenty-one, how many beauties have been worn out, how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, and only blood-stained tears are left.

Twenty-two, the flowers on the other side bloom for three thousand seasons, and no old people have come here for a long time.

Twenty-three, the old friend who left advised to drink the last glass of wine, and the passers-by who passed by never met again.

May you smile when you hear my name and give me a hug when you see me.

Twenty-five, poets like the distance, like wandering, I prefer you to have fireworks with the world.

26. Elegant and Poetic Ancient Quotations

Twenty-seven, the long Huai looks broken, and the wind and rain turn into tears. A little sadness turns into running water. Swallows fly together, close at hand. This life is full of dreams, and spring is always charming. I have nothing to say to the sky, and I hope to get drunk.

28. I really want to hug you, but it's a pity that the mountains and rivers are too far apart in time. It's a pity that you and I come and go.

Twenty-nine, lead the sword to break the wine in the morning, in the middle of the month, the geometry is complex.

Thirty, the moment I met you, the vast stars turned to dust.

Thirty-one, floating three thousand lives, I love three, the sun and the moon are green, the sun is facing the sun, the moon is facing the dusk, and the green is facing the sun.

32. I also want to write a poem for you. It is raining. Wan Li is not far from south to north.

Thirty-three, the rest of my life, snow is you, dullness is you, poverty is you, and glory is you.

Thirty-four, I don't know what I'm doing, but I'm going deeper.

Among all the floating things, all the reunions are not as good as the first meeting.

Thirty-six, three meals a day all year round, two people in one room, you are everywhere.

Thirty-seven, I like you, just now; I love you, but this is a complete future.