1, by the water, reading water. Water is the weakest in the world, but the weakest water droplets can often penetrate the hardest rocks. After watching the water, what else can't be seen through?
I walked to the east gate and met with dust. I am charming and handsome. Why are you knocking? The sachet is behind the elbow.
I can't wait to meet my son. It's been years. Yes, fate is gone, but Haitang is old.
4, a river is exhausted, and the dream of red dust covers the night! I'm tired of thousands of things, so let me find them. Looking back and smiling, the water is everywhere! To express melancholy, write a running script! It is hard to accept, and the piano appeals like running water. After a long time, why confine yourself to the past and find it hard to stay! Go, it's harder to collect? Lonely boudoir hates longer; Dreams revolve around the soul in vain. Never be together!
5, thinking about this life, the wind and smoke are fleeting, holding the world of mortals, facing the morning and evening, and setting the word as love. Dependence, like a flower, you are my only warm, non-negative and prosperous lips. God, the sky is gloomy, like my mood. With broken sadness, my eyes are as cold as ice, the wind blows, and the cold remains. When I close my eyes, I can't remember your complete smile. At this time, it began to snow in my world.
6. I'm afraid I'll stay up late alone, and I'm afraid the ice won't get in. As a little red peach apricot, I am still lonely and thin. The heart is unwilling to follow the spring state, and the wine is dizzy for no reason. I didn't know Meg was here, but I looked at the green leaves and branches.
7. Flowers are like flowers, and no one cherishes them. Home is beside the road, but it is considerate and heartless. Injury to the soft intestine, sleepy and charming eyes, want to open and close your eyes. With the wind, Wan Li, looking for Lang's whereabouts, was also called by Yingying. Hate this flower flying away, hate the west garden, it is difficult to compose. Where are the traces after the rain? Drift into the pool and become a pool of duckweed. Three points for color, two points for dust and one point for water. It seems that it is not Huayang, but a little tear.
8. I dreamed of falling flowers last night, and I didn't return in poor spring. Spring water flows away, and the pond falls on the moon and the west inclines.
9. If one day, male and female servants accompany you to the ends of the earth.
10, it turns out that love in the eyes of male and female servants is just a joke in your eyes.
1 1, male and female servants guard the city and wait for their lovers.
12. After dusk, the ladder painting pavilion is still an oblique moon curtain.