1. Long Xiang Si - One Mountain
Fifth Generation: Li Yu
One mountain, two mountains. The mountains are far away, the sky is high, the smoky water is cold, and the maple leaves of the lovesickness are red.
The chrysanthemums are in bloom, the chrysanthemums are in ruins. The first is the one that is not a part of the story, and the second is the one that is not a part of the story, and the third is the one that is not.
Translation
One after another, overlapping mountains. The mountains are far away and the sky is high, the smoke and clouds and water are cold and chilly, but my thoughts are like the flaming maple leaves.
The chrysanthemums bloom and fall, the season alternates and rotates. The geese in the northern part of the country are flying high in the sky, but the people who miss them are not back yet. The only thing that I can say is that I have no idea what I'm talking about, and I don't know what I'm talking about.
2, folding laurel order - spring love
Yuan Dynasty: Xu Zaisi
life will not be lovesickness, only will lovesickness, will be harmful to lovesickness.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flotsam, and the breath is like a wandering thread.
The empty wisp of fragrance is here, hoping for a thousand gold travelers.
The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley. The first thing I want to do is to get the money to pay for it.
Translation
I have never known what is lovesickness since I was born, and I have only just understood what is lovesickness, but I am y tormented by it.
The body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like a fluttering willow, and the breath is like a strand of wandering silk.
Empty left a trace of residual fragrance to stay here, earnestly looking forward to the lovers and where to go?
When is the pain of longing most intense? The first is when the light is half-dark, and the moon is half-bright and half-light.
We are more than ten thousand miles away from each other, each at the end of the world.
The road is long, but the meeting is not.
The hunter's horse is in the north wind, the bird's nest is in the south branch.
The day is far away, the day is slow.
The clouds are covering the sun, and the travelers are not returning.
Thinking of you makes you old, and the years are already late.
The first time I saw this is when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young man, and the third time I was a young man.
The translation
Walking ah walking ah walking has been non-stop, so with you live separated.
From now on you and I are separated by millions of miles, I am at this end of the sky and you are at that end of the sky.
The road is treacherous and very far, where do I know when I can meet?
The horse in the north is attached to the north wind, and the bird in the south is nestled in the branches of the tree to the south.
The longer we are apart from each other, the wider our clothes become and the thinner we get.
The clouds are covering the sun, and the travelers don't want to come back again.
I am thinking of you so much that I am emaciated, and you have not come back for another year.
All of these are thrown away and need not be said again, I just wish you take care of yourself and do not suffer from hunger and cold.
4, Dade Song - Spring
Yuan Dynasty: Guan Hanqing
Zi Gui cries, not as good as return, said it is the return of spring people have not returned. The first time I saw this, I was so embarrassed, and I was so sad that I couldn't see the willow flakes. The first time I saw this, I had no news about the fish and geese, but I saw the two swallows fighting over the mud.
Translation
The azalea in the spring called out, as if to say, "It is better to go back". When you left, you said you would be back in the spring, but now that spring has arrived, there is no sign of you. Recently only a few days face already looks withered and thin, emaciated more. Waiting for a whole spring, ninety days and nights ah, but a little news did not wait; and the old eaves before the swallows have long returned, busy camping nests nesting dry more than happy!
5, point Jiangliao - flower letter to come
Song Dynasty: Yan Guidao
flower letter to come, hate no one like flowers still. The spring has become thin again, breaking the willow in front of the door.
The sky and sentimental, not with long time to keep each other. The first time I saw this, it was a very good idea for me to go back to the old days, when I was a kid.
Translation
The wind that comes at the time of the flowers is not like the flowers that are still there, even though you are here.
The wind that comes at the time of the flowers is not like the flowers that remain.
The sky has given people a heart of love, but refused to give the opportunity to be with each other for a long time. Since you and I parted ways, all that has accompanied me is the tears of longing, the wine of sadness, and the wetness of my sleeves.
2. The beautiful poem of the flower period is too short1, I have a lovesickness can not be questioned, diligently planted in the west of the small bridge, year after year buried hate to wait for the flower period.
2, your palm. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it," he said.
Winding lines, leading to the end of the world to arrive at the heavenly region, but not to the flower blooming season. Author: Li Wei 3, I remember the first time I saw the cherry blossoms bloom, a spring rain as promised, will be the petals rain wind blow away.
The flowering period is only more than a week, so short, and so gorgeous. 4, the bloom of the flower is a kind of courageous beauty, let the wind and rain, wind and frost attack, even if the last just with the wind, fall into the mud into dust also have no regrets.
A thorough blooming and burning, or for the warmth of the sun's care, or for the soil's careful nurturing, or in order not to miss the season of flowers butterfly pious waiting. Love is not so, if it is love, no matter how bumpy the road more difficult, can not stop the love of the unswerving persistence.
5, a lone petal, and I met you flower wrong flower period, and I dreamed of you 隔空红颜, and I saw you 繁华碎梦, and I fell in love with you 6, nine peaks in the park there are four to five hundred osmanthus, of which the age of the tree up to one or two hundred years there are dozens of plants, is a real base of the appreciation of osmanthus. Whenever the autumn season, enjoying the laurel has become one of the most awaited joys of the people of Huangyan, nine peaks park laurel bloomed yet? Naturally, it has become the most popular phrase.
As the osmanthus is very sensitive to temperature and humidity, the flowering period and the fall cooling related to the last stage of high temperatures, and now this daytime sunshine, cool and wet weather in the morning and evening is very conducive to the accumulation of nutrients in the osmanthus tree, but also easy to promote the formation of rain, osmanthus tree and then accelerate the blossom, so this year's blossom to be about half a month later than last year.
3. Looking forward to the beautiful sentence blossom1. Spring wind warm, blowing green north. This magnificent picture, it is the masterpiece of spring. Spring is a magician, the sun is her paintbrush, the earth is her drawing board, dipped in the thick spring color, she kept painting ah painting ah, mountain green, water blue blue, willow green, peach blossom red, warm hearts. A stroke of a pen dyed the earth flowers like a brocade, a stroke of a river and mountain overflowing color flow rhyme.
2. In the spring breeze, people into the nature, fly body and mind, the spirit of the spirit of vibration, sinews Shu alive. After the wind and snow sharpened branches, a change in the stiff and dull winter posture, soft and tender gesture, up full of youthful breath! Grass everywhere is like hearing the rallying cry of the charge, scrambling to drill out, cheer for the spring, applaud the spring, add vitality to the spring!
3. Spring, delicate green leaves, a cluster of white as jade thin as a veil of begonias bloomed.
4. Begonia's five flawless white petals will be wrapped in the center of the goose-yellow stamen, looks so delicate and beautiful.
5. When a flower blooms, you usually only see the beginning and the end, and hardly ever see its process. But in fact, every flower bloom, is a little by little slow accumulation process. A year's plan is in the spring, from now on, as long as than others a little more sincere and serious, you can harvest their own bloom.
6. In the flower pot, there is a lush tulip, blooming flowers are black, slightly scattered petals as black velvet, emitting a burst of fragrance, refreshing.
7. Look at the flowers blooming and falling in front of the court, not to be alarmed, and look at the sky clouds rolled clouds, to stay or go. In this chaotic secular world, can learn to use a normal heart to treat everything around, is also a realm. The heart does not move, it does not hurt.
8. Look at this little flower two sky blue petals stretch, two thin stamens high up, yellowish stamen head slightly swaying, more like a small butterfly dancing.
9. Life, need to have some moments, slow down, quiet down, listen to the sound of the flowers blooming, watch the leaves blooming delicate.
10. My favorite peach blossom, peach blossom is very bright and colorful, we all love peach blossom! It is neither huge nor skinny, peach colorful, beautiful! Its aroma can be charming, fascinating people like intoxicated. I know you also love peach blossoms.
11. The apricot tree blooms a little red in the center of the flower, this year, somehow not, when the flowers fall one by one fall, may be sick. Over the years, the fruit of this tree is bitter, not as sweet as what I ate when I was young.
12. A thought of flowers blooming, a thought of flowers falling. This mountainous and distant human world, after all, is to walk on their own.
4. Poems describing the winter flowers1, several calyxes contain snow, lonely standard painting is difficult.
From Cui Daorong's "Plum Blossom" in the Tang Dynasty, "The calyxes contain snow, and it is difficult to paint the book alone. There is a special flavor in the fragrance, and I don't know how cold it is at the end of the day.
The flute and sadness to listen to, leaning on the branch to see the disease. The winds of the new year are like the winds of understanding, and it is easy not to destroy.
Comment: plum plum blossom first released, calyx still contains snow; plum blossom beautiful and lonely, even if you want to enter the painting, will worry about difficult to paint the God. The fragrance of the flowers has a special charm, elegant, do not know the cold of winter.
Plum blossom branches and trunks horizontal and oblique wrong, like sad like sick, the north wind if you can understand the heart of the plum blossom, please do not destroy her again. Plum blossoms in the cold, tough and tenacious, proudly independent, dashing north wind ah, please slow down, carefully care of her it! You can not bear to be in such a cold and then destroy her? 2, snow like plum blossoms, plum blossoms like snow.
Like and unlike are strange. From the Song Dynasty, Lu Benzhong's "Tesha Xing - Snow is like plum blossoms" Snow is like plum blossoms, plum blossoms are like snow.
Both the similarity and the dissimilarity are strange. The flavor of the annoyance, who knows? The first thing you need to do is to ask for the moon in the south tower.
I remember last year, when I visited the plum season. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
For who is drunk and who is awake?
But this absolutely beautiful snow and plum, but evoked my sadness. This sadness, who can know it? The only thing I can say is that the moon on the south floor is my witness.
I remember in previous years, it is also such a season, but I was with you on a snowy plum, the bright moon shining on both of us, time passes, people also grow old, things have become old, no one mentioned again! I got drunk and woke up again, woke up and got drunk again, but for whom? Alas, until now, I am still regretting, regretting that it was so easy to leave you! 3, re-singing the plum side of the new degree of song, prompted by the cold tip of the frozen stamens. From the Song Dynasty Wu Wenying's "Golden Wisp Song - accompany Mr. Cui Zhai Canglang to see the plum" Qiaomu raw cloud gas.
Visit the Zhongxing, heroes and traces of the past, secretly chasing the past. Battleships east wind stingy, dreaming of breaking God's hometown.
Spinning small building, Wu Gong idle land. The moonlight of the Chinese table returned to the night crane, sighing at that time, flowers and bamboo now so.
The dew on the branches, splashing tears. The first time I saw it, it was a little bit of a joke, but it was a little bit of a joke.
Step on the moss, searching for the quiet dock, ask the plum open yet. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it," he said.
This heart is in agreement with Dongjun.
I'm sorry, but I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this.
When the east wind is how stingy, and even refused to let the general's warships lend a little force to the warships to ride the wind to break the enemy's convenience. The result of the anti-jin, the restoration of the mountains and rivers of China's great cause of loss of a reed, resulting in the general's ambition to recover the Central Plains, like a dream like a fantasy.
General Han had to return to his hometown with a grudge, in the old Wu Gong site to build a small building of leisure. If he could turn into a crane and land on this Huabiao, he would have sighed y that the once flourishing flowers and bamboos are now so depressed and cold.
The dew on the top of the flower is as if it is shedding countless tears of coldness. Wu Taishou led the team of spring tour along the long mossy trail stone stairs, to find the remains of the general's old villa, to see the plum blossom there? By the plum blossoms we re-sang the words and songs of Xindu, to straighten up the sleeping plum stamens with our songs, and then bring back the beautiful spring light to the earth.
My mood at this time is the same as the spring breeze and the ambassador. The situation today is not as good as it was in the past, and I am afraid that the years to come will not even be as good as today.
To the Canglang Pavilion under the water, we two silent, can only be full of sadness and sorrow, the wine cup frequently raised. 4, Dongjun also do not cherish, the snow pressure frost.
From the Song Dynasty Chao Chongzhi's "Han Palace Spring - Plum" dashing Jiangmei, to the bamboo tip of the sparse, horizontal two or three branches. The Easterner also does not cherish, snow pressure frost bully.
Relentless swallows, afraid of the spring cold, light lost flowers. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The shallow brook is like a practice, ask the jade hall is like, thatched cottage sparse hedge. The first time I saw this is when I was a little girl, and I was a little girl.
The clouds and the moon, the sky and the river, and who will pay for it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that.
Comment: The plum blossoms at the water's edge are so dashing, in the place where the bamboo tips are sparse. The three or two branches stick out horizontally and diagonally.
The spring breeze does not know how to love and cherish, let the snow pressure and frost bully. Swallows are ruthless and unintentional, only because of the fear of cold, easily lose her blossom date.
Only the geese returning to the south, year after year when the south flight can see her fragrance. The saddest thing is that since the departure of friends, there are very few songs and poems about the plum blossom.
Only the clouds are gently floating, and the moonlight is faintly misty. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night. But the noble Jiangmei, still leaning against the wind and smiling, did not diminish her fragrance, because the flow of the high and easy is its own quality, would not have cared about the other know and don't know.
5, the bank to be wax will be Shu Liu, the mountain will be cold to release plum. From the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "small to" the day time and personnel day to day, the winter solstice Yang Sheng spring and come again.
The embroidery of the five lines adds to the weak line, and the blowing of the six golds moves the floating ash. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley.
The cloud is not different from the country, and the child is taught to cover the cup in the palm of his hand.
Embroidery female workers can embroider a few more colorful silk threads because the days become longer, blowing the pipe of the six laws have flown the reed ash. The embankment seems to be waiting for the waxing moon to pass quickly so that the willow tree can stretch its branches and produce new buds, and the mountains have to break through the cold so that the plum blossoms can open.
Although I am in a foreign land, the scenery here is no different from that of my hometown, so let the little boy pour wine and drink it all.
5. Seek to describe the short period of cherry blossoms (7 days) come fast go fastThe word "cherry blossom", first seen in the Tang Li Shangyin's poem: "Where the mournful kite with the rush tube, cherry blossom Yongxiang hanging poplar bank." Later, there are poets mentioned many times, such as Yuan Guo Yi "willow color green can be put, cherry blossom snow is not dry", Ming Yu Ruo Ying "March rain sound fine, cherry blossom suspected apricot blossom" and other poems.
(1) Ji Guanzhi's short song about cherry blossoms
Staying at the foot of the mountain.
I am accustomed to seeing the flowers in spring.
The night is deep and I sleep soundly.
In my dreams, the flowers are still there.
The cherry petals are floating.
(2) A short song on cherry blossoms by Jaehara Yehira
If there were no cherry blossoms in the world.
I would be at peace if I had no cherry blossoms in the world.
I don't want to see the blossoms.
Where and when will you see them?
The flower is falling down, and it's a sad day! If others can hold on, I believe I can hold on too! Patiently wait! Expect flowers to bloom! (B) Qinhuangdao a goodbye, hidden in the heart, digging out can not drive away, looking forward to the next year, the flowers bloom like tide, people better.
(3) walk every road of life, looking forward to the flowers (4) home-grown hydrangea flowers bloomed, from green to light blue process is good to look forward to! (E) soft-shelled turtle in June, you can look forward to the hydrangea bloom, but to strengthen the frequency of watering ah, no moisture hydrangea are absent. （
This is the first time I've been to the city of Chengdu.
I ate two hot pots that I've been looking forward to for a long time, the Blossom Vine and the Haidilao. I was quite disappointed with Blossom and Vine, but Haidilao was the best of both worlds.
The former was once famous for its innovative environment and the latter is still dominant for its good service. Duck thinking, before wanting to open a flower-themed hot pot restaurant, whether too much consideration of the environmental factors but ignored the essence of catering.
A long way to go (7) Becoming beautiful is a process, you need to take your time. In the real effort, peaceful expectation, waiting for the flowers to bloom.
(h) The radish flower bloomed without realizing it! Categories of the same flowers divided into pink and white, looking forward to cilantro and pepper flowers bloom! (IX) unanticipated. It's summer again too like May flowers bloom in May, you and I look forward to and look forward to May may all the good to you (10) you will be happy to live longer: there is always a season of scenery to look forward to - once you realize that, flowers bloom sometimes! The years go by, and any unhappy time is wasted time! (XI) As always, not to be ashamed of the pouring city, not to be ashamed of the beginning of the heart, if there is an expectation, it will blossom.
(xii) If you really want to shoot this, please give a good male lead, good acting, good-looking, persona in line with it. I hope the two little ones are happy and look forward to the day when the flowers finally bloom (xiii) I don't remember what kind of mindset I held that year to come here, but I always felt that it was the beginning of my life, like looking forward to the flowers blooming and flying snow every year.
Nowadays there are stars in the dark night, wake up will see the sun, is not the same look forward to tomorrow's self will be different. Always nostalgic for the past when the head was not loaded with things, but also happy that the head is now full of worries.
Back to look at the Buddha walked through the road footprints a deeper than one. （The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The light of the distance, but the heart of the reverie; near the bleak, the most need to brave through. The first thing to do is to start something, to be determined, stop and go, nothing will happen; insist on something, to be bent, in and out, eventually wasted.
Winning can be happy, defeat is not discouraged, tears give cowards, sweat cast brilliant. Instead of curling up and dreaming, it would be better to rush all night, watering the bitter journey with blood, and looking forward to the blossoming of flowers with hard work.
(xv) The age of the flower but choose to bud to be released was originally the season of anger but deliberately inhibited. Perhaps only they understand, the flower period missed perhaps waiting for only withered? What's the harm in hurting yourself, but the season is still in ah you are well, my greatest expectation! May you tomorrow sunshine, flowers bloom in the garden, spring, only for the most beautiful you and that season ~ (16) Good noon, have you eaten? Flowers bloomed, the summer solstice is coming, looking forward to summer, looking forward to the summer solstice is not yet, confession Xiaoshuang (17) life, there are always some people, peacefully, quietly waiting, never leave, never give up; there are some people, as strong as wine, crazy like drunkenness, but woke up nowhere to find, come and go as the wind, dreaming of the past without a trace.
Marginal depth, so this: countless encounters, frequent parting, a lot of sadness, perhaps reluctant to give up, perhaps looking forward to, perhaps helpless, and ultimately get to the realization that it would be better to keep a clear mind, light and smile. The first thing you need to do is to look at the blossoms and the clouds, and the edge of the edge.
(xviii) fearless change or the more difficult the more love, for you so in anticipation, blossoms and falls at least this season, was sweet over the damage." Some love know that the more difficult but the more love, because the sweet covered the harm.
(XIX) the depths of a person's world, the time is quiet, the next flowers bloom. Life has something to love, something to look forward to the good.
Those less accompanied by the days, but also can live a quiet, peace and quiet. The deepest part of the time, the splendor, bypassing the clamor of the kanji, the baptism of the stormy years, to raise a strong and wide warm heart.
With an elegant posture, walking the dust. (XX) to see a flower, eat a meal, if you feel pleasure, not all because of the flowers bloom well, or dishes delicious, but also because it meets the expectations of your heart about people.
(21) I believe that everything will be better for you, as I expect, as you think. A thought is a blossom, a blossom is a bodhi.
Four seasons of the year, with you walk all over the earth, my heart with you flying. (xxii) The years are always flowing, time never stops, the beautiful April has just gone, the charming May will wave, turn over the calendar page today, tomorrow is the "June 1" Children's Day, a brand new June look forward to every life open arms to meet the season of the lotus pavilion.
Blossom season is a hundred flowers from not missing their own flowering period, the four seasons of life can not miss the efforts of each time, is a teenager should study seriously (23) see the green leaves, the heart suddenly became calm, full, feel the birth of a small life, looking forward to the blossom. (XXIV) roadside flowers bloom so painfully, so hearty, so uncomplaining, listening to the "hope", more looking forward to Chu Qiao biography, although the plot to the war and faith as the background, I still look forward to Chu Qiao and Yuwen Yue between love and hate, and look forward to the love sparks between them in the war under the drowning.
(25) from a friend's home pinch a few sections of the tip, cuttings in the pot, first placed on the balcony, the more the longer the decline, after the year moved to the roof of the rooftop, sunshine, rain, savage growth, and now full of a whole pot, open a gorgeous flower, to the sun reveals a charming smile. Every day, I go up to look at it, and then I am also in a good mood.
The original do not like to raise flowers, think flowers pretentious, like grass, because ordinary nothing, like and my personality. Now like to raise flowers, because the flowers are a kind of expectation, is a kind of harvest, it is also a joy.
(26) Over the years, there are flowers blooming, there is also spring over the years, there is also winter snow, there is also looking forward to over the years, everything is in, but only you, the most difficult to forget. More than ten years, I am to you, still y in love, I know your sadness, but also witnessed your style.
(XXVII) that low-brow smile, that graceful you are, you are naive, bright, you are the full moon night after night. That magnolia, after the snow melted.
7. I waited for Yan to return, seek to understand the whole verseIntroduction to a song "waiting for you", gentle and loving, sheer flow.
You said, will certainly sing a song for you! The poetic waving, passionate. Since then, the heart began to sing, but the word that came out was always "wait".
The promise of the wind, inevitably like the wind, the wind, no trace. 1 The night sky in February is full of fireworks. They are not flowers, just like flowers.
But more than the flowers of a world of beauty, a moment of shock, beautiful to the extreme. But it's just that it's ashes in the dust.
Fireworks all over the sky, starlight brilliant, that is, I gaze at your eyes! I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do that, but I'm going to be able to do it. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new phone, and you'll be able to get it to work.
A firework and another in the air rub shoulders, is not the same as my first encounter with you, the same? The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me, and it was a very good time for me. Two fireworks fall to the ground, gray heart or can be intertwined together, can not distinguish each other, and I and you, is really dissipated.
The ecstasy and pain of love also seem to be in this moment, like fireworks. Who should be who's robbery, who has become who's obsession? Who is a passer-by in whose life, who is the wheel of life, the dust of the past life, the wind of this world, the essence of endless grief, who is not who in the end.
2 Thunder shattered the nightmare, the first spring thunder, so without warning, suddenly arrived. There is rain pouring in the ears, that full of fireworks and ashes, it should be washed clean, those prosperity may not have come.
Some of the shadows, slowly floating up, like the afternoon decadent wall of the shadow of the sun, and soon past, and then some of the shadow of the emergence. Dreams, which are secretly flourishing, seem to always have a full and clean life, beautiful and fertile soil.
The dream is unusually crowded, happy in the dream waving, laughter cut throat; sadness in the dream cross, tears wet a pillow. You answer: the end of the world is at hand.
Reaching out to the hand, but can not hold a trace of temperature, at hand but is already the end of the world. Silent era, perhaps should not, too far away from each other.
Dreams, is not more real than reality? The dream woke up, finally saw, that is a thousand sails over the end of the silence. 3 On the windowsill, my aloe vera died.
No goodbye to me, nor any last words.
No farewell to me, and no last words.
Something choked in my throat, almost suffocating.
It does not bloom, does not bear fruit, has always maintained a lush green, glistening and upright stems and leaves upward growth.
It does not need me to water, do not need me to fertilize, only to suck the natural rain and light, can be self-generated self-growth. I thought, that tenacious life, can never wither with me for a lifetime.
Initially, because I did not have to wait for the flowering period, but also do not have to take care of it, chose it, quietly accompany me from summer to winter, silent patience, this wordless love is warm and long, fragrant and far away. Now, it is dead, in this fireworks in the sky, spring thunder rolling night.
Any life, there are emotions, probably my carelessness, let it sad and lonely to go. From now on, I understand, belong to me, once you have, you should cherish, cherish; does not belong to me, no longer reluctant to pursue their own painstakingly.
And gone, will not come back. No one can guard a hopeless wait, exhaust the enthusiasm of a lifetime! 4 pillow arms, fixed ambush on the windowsill.
Since when, no longer climbed onto the windowsill holding his knees to see the scenery, closed his eyes, muttered, outside the body of the scene and I have nothing to do. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on some of the most popular products and services in the world, and then you can get your hands on some of the most popular ones.
About three years of light, when I first came to the neighborhood, they were newly planted saplings, and now they have grown into big trees. The first thing I want to do is to get the best of both worlds, but I don't want to be the one to do it.
You said, do not get involved in my real life, so you and I will be very bad. Perhaps some people, in the encounter, it has become a foregone conclusion, love, but to each other's happiness can not help.
I said, love you, you have to be happy, regardless of this happiness is not what I give you. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
Such as these two trees, even if never touch, at least in the season, together with the withering, that is a simple and simple happiness. You, have tenderly called my name; you, have brought me the pain of loneliness at the end of the night; you, have reminded me of the hustle and bustle, the heart suddenly quiet, then, how can I live up to, how can I forget? The two ends of the birth, we stand each other into the shore.
5 You said, come to my palm, take you to fly, fly to the sky beyond, from now on, and then do not let you hurt. Slender and sensitive heart is very easy to catch that moment of pure touch, dark fragrance flow, warmth diffusion.
A song "waiting for you", tender and loving, sheep flow. You said, will sing a song for you! The poetic waving, full of passion.
Since then, the heart has begun to sing, but the word sung is always waiting. The promise of the wind, inevitably like the wind, the wind over, no trace.
I said, waiting for the same wonderful! You said, waiting for wonderful back. Smile at each other, tacit understanding, but like a thousand miles away.
Master mind moment, can keep, is a piece of fate, can not keep, is just a flash in the pan. There are always some people, at a certain time, came, and then quietly left, and then strangers, each cloud smoke.
Karma gathered and dispersed like water, carrying ten thousand feet of dust, just for a sentence, waiting for the next meeting. 6 Remember, is not never forget, happy just started, but sadness has long lurked here Tomorrow, March, I pack the past, sent to the wind and the moon, from now on, not for whom to wait, not for whom to stay, just wait for the return of the Yan, Xu I to the bright and full of spring! With peach blossom makeup, drinking peach blossom wine, wearing peach blossom clothes, walking in the grass, peach blossom full of spring color! The text is the lost mark, but also the memory of the forgotten, the word fell down is also put down to remember.
It years, look at this word, can recall, in this spring when I came, I and you, had *** with the singing of this expectation? (Prose editor: Jiangnan Wind).