Talk about the literary romance of love.

1. Be a ranger, I pull out my dagger, I peer four ways in vain. Trekking from one end of the mountain, holding a mouthful of clear water. Rain and fog flooded the mountainside, and you lost me.

2. Tell me what the city of Nanjing wants. It's just catkins floating in late spring, cicadas ringing in summer, phoenix leaves covered with autumn wind, and a snow covered in winter night. Yiping and Shuhuan parted in Pukou with tears, and Yihe Mansion and the summer heat were warmly killed.

3. I'm worried about your sadness and boredom, and I blame myself for disturbing your life a little because I can't help it.

4. Your eyes are full of romantic feelings, you love the magnificent mountains and rivers, and you are eager to have a party every night. Obviously, I am not surprised that you are still so worried and scared, and I am unwilling.

5. There is nothing right or wrong, except that I am in love with you, so I will stand by you.

6. At that time, I wandered around all night, thinking about your safe sleep, sighing that I was just a ephemera passing by you in the infinite universe, and meeting happily in the dark, which lit up the secret joy of my short life.

7. Actually, there is nothing to say about it. Every time it's foggy, I can't help smoking two more cigarettes to filter.

8. That young man holds a sword all over the world, drawn out of his sheath for friendship, and the most disdainful thing is that he is the best in the world. She rode a little donkey to look for him, knowing that the world is vast, there is snow outside the Great Wall, and there are foreign countries inside Shanhaiguan Pass, where is the world and where is the world of others.

9. Some sunlight penetrates the green leaves, and some sunlight hits the land. Every flower and tree has a home, and the dust returns to the soil.

1. You are a fish in the lake in summer. I am a lonely mountain. I only look at you from afar, but I dare not disturb you.

11. I am naturally fond of the new and disgusted with the old, and my temperament is dissolute, so I have left various memories with many people in many places. Sometimes people and places are confused, and the weather doesn't match the season. Fortunately, these are not important. My boring life, I just want to remember you.

12. I should hug you in this meeting and hold you tightly in the traffic.

13. When the city is wrapped in darkness, the lights in the heart of the city are still bright. You smile at the dim lights and squint and wave at me. Say hello and say goodbye.

14. The whole world reads your kindness, but I am humble. I can only say yes, but I don't know where to praise it. Why don't I borrow a light from you and take another ride?

15. I heard the whistling wind on you. They came from the valley, scraping across the land in a low voice, with sometimes rapid and sometimes slow breathing. You look good at sunrise and you look good at sunset. You look good when it snows, and you look good when the wind dies.

16. I like you. The first kind of like is to let you see me, know me and know my likes.

17. I like you, and the second kind is that I secretly look at you in the dark in the crowd, I smile, you turn to me, and I disappear.

18. I like you, and the third kind is that we finally sat together for dinner, and I stole a glance at you.

19. I like you. The fourth kind is that you have become the moonlight, and you have become every pedestrian passing me by the roadside.

2. I like you, and the fifth kind is like you. You have become heaven and earth, and you have become heaven and earth.

21. I like you. The sixth kind is that you are the wine in the middle of the night, the headache that burst in the early morning, and the phlegm that I can't cough up in my throat. How are you? I don't know, but I can't lose it.

22. I like you, and the seventh kind is that I finally know that love belongs, and a hanging heart will land. Then I should be left at the bottom of the cliff now, and the wind in the mountains can't blow me, only rotting plants grow along the mud.

23. I like you, and the eighth kind is that I let you go, not myself.

24. I like you, and I have hidden the ninth one.

25. Mountains and seas are in your eyes, and poems are on my lips.

26. I am often carried away by rage. I swear at the world. I point to its nose and scold it. Why don't you get better? It is good, it loves you, tolerates you, gives you a lot of surprises, and gives you a little bit of unpleasantness. I mean, I love you too.

27. We must be loved first, seeing the starlight in the city at night, seeing the red clouds at sunrise, and knowing that there are people in the north and south of the mountain who cherish each other.

28. Dear person, as long as he gently urges you to go in your ear, I can really pack my bags and cross the road at once. The journey is long, the dust is noisy with the wind, the smog breeds at the end of every autumn, and the cold air from the south occupies the night in every city, killing the lights all night. I should cross them, even if the road ahead is opaque, but just read your sentence, the road ahead is full of dead bodies, I will go.

29. I thought the city I loved was glorious and ancient. The lights on Qinhuai River, the cherry blossoms floating in Jiming Temple, the quiet residence of the Republic of China on Yihe Road, and the leisurely pigeons under Sun Yat-sen Mausoleum. I didn't know until you left, what I love is that after I travel around the world, you always return home.

3. March all your life and wander around you.