Poetry with ancient style and rhyme.

1, in a trance, wandering. I think of the flood in Fengtian, the rainy season and the slightly cold early autumn.

Change your life with my three fireworks.

3, the phoenix is in pairs, misty rain and autumn colors fly around. Now, the phoenix is gone, and the phoenix is empty.

4. Fenghua refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

The long summer passed, and the early autumn between Shan Ye was quietly involved.

6, the long street, countless fireworks, you look back with the lights, the pavilions are short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

7, two people finally no longer miss. Ask the years hand in hand and watch the years go by. The wind and cloud are chic. Sunset fades away.

8. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurring.

9. I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing away all my memories.

10, how many beauties have been worn out and how many lovesickness pieces have been broken, leaving only blood-stained ink tears.

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12, the vast land is broken with one sword. Where is the prosperity? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

13, how do you know that thousands of roads in Hongsicuo belong to different roads? Xun Mei will not stop looking back at the past at the end of the day.

14, let him know everything and smile at you.

15, drunk watching others in pairs, no one is crying.

16, send you a song, don't ask everyone to get together at the end of the song.

17, the depth of humanity is not half that of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless.

18, who scattered cigarettes, who scattered vertical and horizontal ties.

19, if I speak first, will the days be the same?

20, listen to the string break, break 3,000 infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

2 1, the vast space and time, the vast sea of people, meet you, don't forget.

22, who forgot first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

23, the heart is slightly moving, but the love is far away. Things are wrong, people are wrong, everything is wrong, and the past cannot be traced.

24. There used to be a singing building with dancing sleeves on it at night.

25. It's too slow to fall in love after a brief encounter. The dilemma put me in a dilemma. Can we go ashore later after the reunion?

26. When the flowers bloom and the waves fall, I will be alone with you.

27. Finally, the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River covered the whole world. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

28, people meet, no chance to meet, the ends of the earth, I hope to remember each other. Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not lucky. The sky is vast and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever.

29, still water flows deeply, and songs are sung; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

30. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

3 1, flowers under the moon, laughing at human love and hate, the world of mortals, endless flowers.

32. If you win, you will lose, you will be worried and resentful. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow.

33. Under the bell eaves, the eaves are guarded by bells, and the bells are unknown; The wind moves the clock, the clock is the song of the wind, and the wind is incomprehensible; The world says that ruthlessness is the wind; I mean, what's wrong with being stupid!

34. The emergence of our generation in the world is a reminder of the years when we entered the rivers and lakes; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life.

35, a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous life is not up to me.

36, a thousand years of fame, I buried you all my life, a delicate country, a ridiculous life without a king.

37, illusory, once met, you will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host?

38. The reason why peach blossom is lonely is because it grows for emotional people; Bloom for the injured.

39, holding the old, imprisoning time and space, all of a sudden to the end of time. The dream is full of flowers, and this feeling is not over and unforgettable. Although the string is broken, the song is still young.

40, the Phoenix that once played here, so that this place is named after them, failed to keep the appointment and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried.

4 1, the fate of gathering and parting is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

Once the world is completely silent, I don't know whether I am sad or hurt.

43. This paper is a little old and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years.

44, still water is deep, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

45, the world of mortals began to make up, and the mountains and rivers were boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

46. The past covered by years passed in a blink of an eye, throwing a touch of sadness in a hurry.

47. Accumulate eternal love lines and crush deep red acacia.

48, Han Xiao boundless, holding the bustling sadness, bending his brow, destiny takes a hand, become a thing of the past.

49. The river is lonely, its banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.

50. LAM Raymond, song month, Qionghu, the first floor of Long song. Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine. Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.

5 1, the lingering charm of melancholy Qingyuan is an unreachable sadness, such as the lonely moon in Wei Yun, which can only be seen from a distance.

52. The sound of light and shadow is still cold, and the water is still cold. In the dream, the silk and bamboo sing softly about the building outside the building, and the geese are not home. Looking back, people who forgot Sichuan and their father were in tears.

53. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless. Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

54. Who will really watch the end of the world with whom?

55, lamenting the tears of heroes, the world is much more bitter. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?

56. If you can really take Wan Li Road, why miss you for thousands of years? Even if it is a romantic Millennium, the mountains and rivers in Wan Li are not as good as the moment when you look at each other.

57. The dusk is like smoke, the clouds are full of illusions, and the pink maple bell rings; Brewmaster, an idle man, gave birth to a poem, let him have a drink. Du Ying Buyi, Lonely Wind and Poetic Moon, Going to Stay, Mei Mei Bird; Gardenia blossoms have soil and flowers, and autumn pools are cold, rainy and old.

58. Sitting alone on the windowsill in front of the mirror, the face is vicissitudes, and people are drunk on the wall.

59. How many beauties have been lost, how many pieces of acacia have been broken, and only the blood-stained ink is crying.

60. Signs of ups and downs of life and the rush of the world naturally appear before us. Turning around silently, distant mountains and flowing water, red dust and diaries, mottling and memories all hide more secular destiny in ink-like painting and dyeing.

6 1 A year goes by without a day, one autumn after another, urging generations to get together, leaving one after another, being happy and sad, lying in a recliner, looking for a group of acquaintances in life, dreaming, knowing, playing and singing for a while.

62. Don't go north. Looking back, it was amber. Turn for a lifetime. Dust fell and washed away the lead. Who trapped her hands and poured out the world for her? Who won the beauty and traveled around the world with her? The wind blows the sand into a desert, so you wait for me, waiting for ten years of long meditation. When I meet you, I am destined to be above you. He looks for the green void, below, the yellow spring.