Poems about fate and red flowers

1. Poems about red flowers

1. "Red Flowers Can Qingqing" by Yuan Wangmian "Miscellaneous Yin No. 2"

2. Red Flowers are Beautiful Fangyuan Wang Mian's "Thirty Rhymes of Human Relations and Customs from Cuizhen to Jeju"

3. Looking at the Red Flowers and Fusang Kingdom Liu Jiangsun of the Song Dynasty "Eight Sounds of Ganzhou·Looking at the East Wind"

4. A tree of red flowers reflects green waves, Tang Yang Juyuan's "Looking at Flowers by the Water"

5. The red flowers also look like a white-headed man, Tang Zhang Xiaobiao, "Inscribed on Hangzhou Zhangting Station"

6. Red flowers cover the stone altar in Song Dynasty Li Yuan's "Guan Lian Nu Zhen Burial"

7. Red flowers bloom and snowflakes bloom in Tang Dynasty Wen Tingyun's "Apricot Blossom"

8. Blue and red flowers Liu Zhengyan Yuanyuan Haowen's "Two Poems on Qinyuan Spring New Year's Eve"

9. "Linjiangxian·Bo Chong Luojia Mountain Jihao" by Yuanshan Master in front of Honghua Dansuoyan

10. The river is full of red flowers and green bamboos, Gaoyuan Wang Mian's "Encountering Zhaorui Palace Second Rhyme No. 1" 2. What are the poems describing "red flowers"

1. The mountains are full of red flowers, and the spring water of the Shu River is Photograph the mountain stream.

"Bamboo Branch Poems: The Mountains Are Full of Red Flowers" Tang Dynasty: Liu Yuxi

The mountains are covered with red flowers, and the spring water of Shujiang River beats the mountain flow.

The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow.

Definition:

Translation

In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountain are in full bloom, and the water of the Shu River laps at the cliffs nearby. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was like the peach blossoms, and her infinite sorrow was like the endless river.

2. The river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the troubled red flowers reflect the white flowers.

"Seven Quatrains of Looking for Flowers Alone by the River" Tang Dynasty: Du Fu

The river is deep and the bamboos are quiet for two or three houses, and the busy red flowers reflect the white flowers.

To repay the spring sunshine, you should spend your life with fine wine.

Definition:

There are two or three families living in the quiet bamboo forest on the bank of the Shenjiang River, with the provocative red flowers set off against the white flowers. I have a place to repay the kindness of spring, and the oars in the hotel can send my years away.

3. Hundreds of chirps and thousands of sounds move at will, and the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.

"Thrush" Song Dynasty: Ouyang Xiu

Hundreds of thousands of chirps move at will, the mountain flowers are red and purple, and the trees are high and low.

I just realized that listening to the lock in a golden cage is not as good as the free cry in the forest.

Definition:

The blackbird sings thousands of times, flying in the forest according to its own thoughts, and shuttles freely among the branches full of red and purple mountain flowers. . Only now do I know: The cry of the thrush locked in the golden cage I heard before is far inferior to the free singing when wandering in the forest.

4. As the road enters Nanzhong, the palm leaves are dark and the polygonum flowers are red.

"Nanxiangzi·The Road Enters Nanzhong" Five Dynasties: Ouyang Jiong

As the road enters Nanzhong, the palm leaves are dark and the polygonum flowers are red. People on both sides of the Taiwan Strait are harvesting red beans after a light rain, and their bare hands are raised under the trees.

Definition:

As the road enters the hinterland of Lingnan, the purple polygonum flowers beside the water reflect the dark green of the palm leaves. After a light rain, every family gathered red beans. Their slender hands were spread under the trees, and they were as white as jade.

5. Ye Cui originally has shy eyebrows, but the blush is as strong as the cheeks.

"Song of Lotus Picking" Tang Dynasty: Wang Bo

Returning from picking lotuses, dressed in green water and hibiscus. The autumn wind stirs the waves and the geese fly. The osmanthus and orchids are under the Changpu River, and the oars are gently swayed by the jade wrists in the skirts.

The Yeyu flower pool is extremely flat, and the river is full of lovesickness. Lovesickness is painful, and good times cannot last.

The soldiers outside the Great Wall have not yet returned, and it is already dusk picking lotus flowers in the south of the Yangtze River. It's dusk now, I'm picking lotus flowers.

Qu will definitely be a prostitute now. The mulberry leaves in the south of the official road are like picking lotus flowers on the river.

The lotus is a lotus, and the flowers and leaves are so dense. Ye Cui's eyebrows are shy, but the blush is as strong as her cheeks.

The beauty is no longer here, and I look forward to separation. Pull the flowers to pity the stems, break the lotus roots and love the silk threads.

Old feelings have nowhere to go, and new things come from China. I don't hesitate to pay tribute to Xijin, but I am ashamed of Beihaiyan's late writing.

There are rhythms in the lotus-picking songs, and the lotus-picking night does not stop. It is the time when the wind is rising over the mighty river, and the moon is rising over the wandering river.

Wandering around Lianpu and meeting each other at night, Wu Ji Yue’s daughter is so beautiful! ***Ask Hanjiang thousands of miles away, how heavy is the Zhengkeguan Mountain Road?

Definition:

Returning from lotus picking, the lotus flowers are as lush as clothes and covered with green water, the autumn wind blows the waves, and wild ducks and geese fly. She rowed a lotus boat to the shore, wearing a silk skirt and gently rocking the oar with her jade wrist. Looking from a distance, there are lotus leaves and lotus flowers between the island and the deep pool, and Jiangnan folk songs are heard, adding to the pain of lovesickness. The longing for lovesickness is painful, and the days of meeting each other cannot be kept. The expedition outside the Great Wall still hasn't returned, and it's already dusk again to collect lotus in the south of the Yangtze River. It is already sunset, picking lotus flowers.

They may not all be prostitutes. How can picking mulberry leaves on Chengnan Avenue compare with picking lotus flowers on the river? Lotus, there is a lotus, the flowers and leaves are so dense and overlapping. Although the lotus leaves are green, they are shy compared to the eyebrows. The red lotus flowers are barely comparable to the beautiful cheeks. The person I miss is not here, and I look forward to the time of separation. If you touch the flower, you will love and pity its two pedicles; if you break the lotus root, you will love and pity its silk threads.

The joy of the past is nowhere to be found, and the lotus flowers in front of me are in vain. I don't care about the gift of Xijin, but I am still worried that Beihai Yanshu is too late. The lotus-picking song has a rhythm, and the lotus-picking does not stop all night long. Just when the river wind is blowing, the river moon is lingering. The moon shadow moves slowly, Lianpu meets each other at night, and there are so many Wu Ji and Yue girls. They asked each other about the journey to Guanshan, thousands of miles away from Hanjiang River, and news about their husbands.

6. Sit down and take a look around, you will see red flowers and green willows and orioles singing randomly, and thousands of houses and wells are connected to the stream.

"Send Li Sima off in the West Pavilion" Tang Dynasty: Cen Shen

To the west of Gao Gao Pavilion's county city, it rises thousands of feet straight up to the level of the clouds. Try climbing up the edge of the cliff, and the mountains will fly downward.

My five horses are neighing for half a day, and the silk rope and jade pot are carried for you. Sitting there, I could see nothing but red flowers and green willows and warblers singing, and thousands of houses and wells connected back to the stream.

When I was still drunk at the wine shop, I heard about the chicken in the evening, so I wrote and wrote the paper for you. I am sorry to explain it to you. The grass is luxuriant and there are no horseshoes.

Interpretation:

The high pavilion is located to the west of the county town, rising thousands of feet up to the level of the floating clouds. Climbing along the cliff towards the top of the mountain, the birds feel lower when looking down from the mountains. The horses neighed in the sky for half a day, and the wine was played for friends.

Sitting on the pavilion, you can see the endless horizon. Red flowers and green willows are everywhere, warblers are singing, and thousands of households are connected to the winding creek. When I was still drunk, I heard the rooster crow in the evening. I picked up a pen and wrote a poem to say goodbye to my friend. I wrote a poem for you. I am sad to see you apart. The spring grass is luxuriant and there are no horse hooves. 3. Poems about fate

The Hairpin-headed Phoenix·Lu You

Red hands, yellow wine, willows on the palace walls full of spring scenery. The east wind is bad, happiness is thin, and I am filled with sadness. I have been away for a few years. Wrong, wrong, wrong!

Spring is as old as ever, people are thin and empty, and the tears are red and raw. The peach blossoms have fallen, and the pavilion is idle. Although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold the brocade book. Mo, mo, mo!

Lu You and his cousin Tang Wan were a loving couple and had a deep relationship. But because Lu Mu Bu liked Tang Wan, she was eventually forced to divorce. The latter two got married separately. One spring day ten years later, Lu You was alone in Shen Garden and met Tang Wan. Tang Wan entertained her with wine and food, which made Lu You feel extremely sentimental and melancholy. He then wrote this poem on the wall of the garden to express his inner feelings of nostalgia and endless regret, grief and indignation. Tang Wan had mixed feelings after reading it, and wrote a poem with tears in her eyes:

"The Hairpin-headed Phoenix. The world's sentiments are thin" by Tang Wan

The world's sentiments are thin, human nature is evil, and flowers fall easily at dusk when it rains. At dawn, the wind has dried and the traces of tears remain. I want to write down my thoughts, so I lean against the railing alone. Disaster! Disaster! Disaster!

People are different, today is not yesterday, and the sick soul is always like a rope on a swing. The sound of the horn is cold, the night is dark, I am afraid of being asked, so I swallow my tears and pretend to be happy. conceal! conceal! conceal!

After that, he died depressed and unhappy. The two poems are desperate and sad, lingering and pathos, deeply touching, soul-stirring, and tear-jerking, especially the Tang poems.

Forty years later, Lu You visited Shen Garden again and wrote "Shen Garden" in tears to commemorate Tang Wan:

The setting sun on the city painted corners of mourning, Shen Garden is no longer the old pool platform,

The spring waves under the sad bridge are green, and it was once the shadow of a startled bird came.

The dream has faded and the fragrance has faded for forty years, and the old willow in the garden has stopped blowing.

This body is walking in the soil of Jishan, and there is still a trace of it.

There is no lack of unforgettable nostalgia and lovesickness in it, and it is also full of helplessness and despair that cannot be looked back on. 4. What are the poems about fate

1. Red beans grow in the south, and when spring comes, they will sprout a few branches. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing. ——"Lovesickness" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty

Interpretation: Bright red and round red beans grow in the sunny south. In the spring season, how many more are produced? I hope those who miss me will collect more. The little red beans will make people miss me.

2. There is a bright moon on the sea, and the end of the world is at this time. Lovers complain about the distant night, but they miss each other at night. ——Zhang Jiuling of the Tang Dynasty, "Looking at the Moon and Huaiyuan / Looking at the Moon and Nostalgia for the Past"

Interpretation: A bright moon rises over the vast sea, and at this time you and I are looking at each other at the end of the world. Loved people resent the long moonlit night and stay awake all night longing for their loved ones.

3. Enter my lovesickness door and know that I am lovesick and suffer. Long lovesickness brings long-lasting memories, but short lovesickness brings endless longing. If I had known that it would be so disturbing to people's hearts, why would I not have known each other in the first place? ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Three Five Seven Words/Autumn Wind Ci"

Definition: Entering the door of lovesickness, knowing the pain of lovesickness. Eternal lovesickness and eternal memories, short-lived lovesickness but also endless. If I had known that lovesickness was so entangled in my heart, it would have been better not to have known each other in the first place.

4. The mountains are covered with peach and red flowers, and the spring water of the Shu River washes over the mountains. The bonus fades easily like a man's will, and the water flow is infinite like Nong's sorrow. ——Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty

"Bamboo Branch Poems: Mountains Full of Peach Blossoms"

Definition: In spring, the wild peach blossoms on the mountains are in full bloom, and the water of the Shu River laps at the nearby trees. Cliffhangers. A girl saw it and thought that her husband's love was like the peach blossoms, and her infinite sorrow was like the endless river.

5. This feeling can be remembered later, but it was already at a loss. ——"Jin Se" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty

6. When you asked about the return date, the autumn pond was filled with rain at night in Bashan. How can I cut off the candles from the west window and talk about the rainy night in Bashan? ——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty, "Night Rain Sends to the North"

Interpretation: You asked about the return date, but it is difficult to tell the return date accurately. It rained heavily all night in Bashan and the autumn ponds were full. When will I return, I will cut the candles from the west window and tell my face to my face how bad the rain is at night in Bashan.

7. Take a lazy look back at Huacong, half of you are destined to practice Taoism and half of you are destined to be a king. ——Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty, "Five Poems on Lisi"

Interpretation: Walking through the flowers in a hurry, too lazy to look back; this reason is partly because of the asceticism of the monks, and partly because of the past You who had it.

8. Passionate but always seem to be ruthless, I can’t laugh in front of the bottle. ——"Farewell" by Du Mu in the Tang Dynasty

Definition: When we get together, it feels like glue and paint, but when we say goodbye, it seems heartless; I just feel like I have to laugh and be silent at the wine banquet.

9. The precious silk with water patterns makes me think about it for a long time, and the good times of a thousand miles will rest in one night. From then on, I had no intention of loving the good night and let him go down to the west tower under the bright moon. ——"Writing Love" by Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty

Definition: Lying on the exquisite bamboo mat, I have a lot of thoughts and can't calm down for a long time. The long-awaited date with my lover cannot come true on this night. From now on, I no longer have the intention to appreciate the beautiful scenery on this good day, no matter whether the bright moon sets on the west tower or not.

10. Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu. Continuous cutting and confusion remain, which is the sorrow of separation. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart. ——Li Yu of the Five Dynasties, "Happy Meeting·Speechlessly Going Up the West Tower Alone"

Definition: Silently and alone, I slowly climbed up the empty West Tower alone. Looking up at the sky, there is only the cold moon, which is as curved as a hook. Looking down, I saw the sycamore tree alone in the courtyard, and the deep courtyard was shrouded in the cold and desolate autumn colors. The shearing is endless, the rationale is unclear, and what makes people feel so confused is the pain of country subjugation.

The lingering sorrow lingered in my heart, but it was another kind of indescribable pain. 5. Poems about fate

Lovesickness Wang Wei

Red beans grow in the south. How many branches will they sprout when spring comes? I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.

Looking at the moon and Huaiyuan Zhang Jiuling

The bright moon rises on the sea, and the end of the world *** At this time, lovers complain about the distant night, but they start to miss each other at night.

The candle is extinguished and the light is full of pity, I feel the dew in my clothes. I can't bear to give it away, but I still have a good night's sleep.

Autumn Wind Poems by Li Bai

The autumn wind is clear, the autumn moon is bright, the fallen leaves gather and disperse, and the jackdaws roost and startle again. We know the day when we meet each other, but we are embarrassed at this time and night;

Entering my lovesickness door, you know that my lovesickness is painful, long lovesickness brings long memories, short lovesickness brings endless ends,

Good morning Knowing that this is such a stumbling block to people's hearts, why not have known each other before.

Bamboo Branch Ci Liu Yuxi

The willows are green and the Qingjiang River is level, and I can hear the singing on Langjiang River. The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. 6. Poems about a good relationship

Seven Unparalleled Golden Marriages

Era: Qing Dynasty Author: Cao Xueqin

Gold, silver, and red Luopa,

Yuye makes love and is ashamed of her face.

On a good night in spring, with clouds accompanying the moon,

What more can I ask for when fate meets the explanation.

"The Twelve Songs of a Dream of Red Mansions - A Lifelong Mistake"

Duo Dao is a good match between gold and jade,

I only remember the alliance between wood and stone.

Facing the crystal clear snow in the mountains,

I will never forget the lonely forest in the fairyland.

I lament that there are no flaws in the beauty of this world.

Even if they raise the case together, it is difficult to settle the matter.

Send Yu Xuanji to Li Yiyuan

I am ashamed of the sun and cover my sleeves, and I am too lazy to put on my makeup in spring. It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover.

Tears are shed on the pillow, and the heart is broken among the flowers. Why should I hate Wang Chang when I can get a glimpse of Song Yu?

Jiangling is full of sorrow and hope, and there is a fish mystery

The maple leaves are thousands and thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the late evening sail. Remembering you, my heart is like the water of the West River, flowing eastward day and night without rest.

Sauvignon Blanc Bai Juyi

Bian water flow, Si water flow, flowing to the ancient ferry of Guazhou, Wushan is a little sad.

I miss you for a long time, I hate you for a long time, I hate it until I return home, and I lean on the building when the moon is bright.

Dreaming of Jiangnan Wen Tingyun

After washing up, I leaned alone on Wangjiang Tower. All the thousands of sails that have passed are not the same, the slanting light and the flowing water are long, and the heart is broken by Bai Pingzhou!

Sauvignon Blanc Lin Bu

Wushan is green, Yueshan is green. The green mountains on both sides of the Taiwan Strait greet each other. Who knows the love of parting?

The king is filled with tears, and the concubine is filled with tears. The knot of Luo and Dai has not yet been completed. The tide at the head of the river has subsided.

Happy Meeting Li Yu

Silently, I went up to the west building alone, the moon was like a hook. The lonely Wutong deep courtyard locks Qingqiu.

Continuous cutting and confusion are the symptoms of divorce. Don't just have the ordinary taste in your heart.

Crow's Night Cry Li Yu

The forest flowers withered the spring red, it was too hasty, and the cold rain came in the morning and the wind came in the evening.

The tears of rouge will make you drunk, how long will it last? Naturally, life grows and hates water.

Visiting Kinmen Feng Yansi

The wind suddenly picked up, blowing a pool of spring water. In the path where the mandarin ducks are fragrant, I stroke the red apricot pistils with my hands.

The fighting duck leans alone on the railing, and the jasper scratches its head and falls sideways. I look forward to seeing you all day long, and I raise my head to hear the magpies rejoice.

Spring in the Jade House by Ouyang Xiu

He planned to tell the date of return in front of the bottle, but Chun Rong swallowed it before saying anything. Life is full of love and infatuation, and this hatred has nothing to do with the wind and the moon.

Don’t renovate the song of departure, one song can teach you how to be tight. I have to see all the flowers in Luocheng to know that the spring breeze is easy to say goodbye to. 7. What are the poems about fate

1. Love has always been deep, but fate is shallow.

2. Being together is fate, and being together is happiness. 3. Maybe, some love is like this, it’s because the timing is wrong and the fate is not enough. 4. Some people live in high-rise buildings, some live in deep ditches, some are shining brightly, and some are covered in rust. There are thousands of kinds of people in the world. Don’t seek them from floating clouds. They are like rainbows. When you meet them, you will know they are there.

"Pumping Heartbeat" 5. Everyone comes to the world as a passer-by. Some people meet them by chance and turn around and forget about them; some people pass by them and inevitably look back. ——Bai Luomei "If You Are Well, It Will Be a Sunny Day" 6. Fate is like a book. If you flip through it accidentally, you will miss it. If you read it too carefully, you will shed tears. 7. Many years later, I learned that the first meeting was actually a reunion after a long separation. I couldn't help but feel Do not lament the wonder of fate.

8. In the early morning, I am the sea without waves. I push forward slowly, gently kiss your feet, and then leave quietly... 9. As a single, I don’t envy anyone. A couple is not the kind of person who wants to strike up a conversation when they see a girl. They are not the kind of people whose eyes light up when they see a beautiful girl. But I still long for love, and sometimes even fantasize about it. Every time I fantasize, it is sweet and happy {not a fantasy OOXX, please don’t misunderstand me}.

I am often lonely in reality. I feel like no one understands my thoughts and I am an alien. Although I am only 18 years old, my understanding of life has changed a lot.

My ideal girlfriend used to be: in good shape, good at fitness, flirtatious, humorous and capable of making jokes, and yes, pretty. Now I just want a woman to love me sincerely. My appearance is no longer rare, but my figure must be healthy. If she is fat, I will collapse.

I don’t know how long I will be alone in this life. I believe I will wait for that person. I am a person who believes in fate. In lonely days, I will make myself more perfect. After all, a person's life is not just about having one love.

10. The reason why I won’t confess to you is not because I don’t love you enough, but because I’m afraid that our immaturity will obliterate the fate we should have. 11. For thousands of lives, everything is destined to arise and perish. ——Wang Chen, "The Most Beautiful Lover in the World" 12. Youth is a book that is too hasty.

We read it again and again with tears in our eyes. If you read it too carefully, you may burst into tears; if you read it carelessly, you may miss the wonderful parts.

13. Hello, strangers. Thousands of people met us accidentally... We turned around and saw each other at the same time. I am very happy to meet you... Do you know? If one day you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile and say: Hello. Do you know? If one day you see this sentence, then please allow me to smile again and say: Goodbye.

14. Love is like two strangers on both sides, but only a centimeter away and a world away. 15. Fate is the imagination of passionate people and the lust of unrequited love! 16. Are there two such people? Born to meet.

17. When you start to like someone, you will think that he or she is the most beautiful in the world, and you will think that all the small interactions between you and him or her are arranged by God. Okay, it seems that from now on, the script of the world is all written for you and me. Fate seems to have come.

But many things tend to develop like this. Destiny occurs but love does not arrive. Fate does not just wait. Fate can be arranged by God, but love must be earned by oneself.

Some people always complain that they are not destined by fate because they think of fate too simply. 18. When fate becomes a necessity, it loses its value.

19. Fate does not stop, let the wind take him away. 20. The world is big, but we are small. The place that each person can stay for a long time is only so big, and the place that belongs to me, you can walk here Coming and going, how could I possibly avoid you? ! 21. Sometimes I believe that our fate is destined for three lifetimes. 22. Loneliness is like a silent film. You perform alone and take the curtain call, but no one is watching in the audience from beginning to end.

23. Meeting is fate, and both of us have peace of mind. ——Xuan Mo's "Unchangeable Life" 24. If this is an illusion, I would rather sink into it; if this is a dream, I would rather sleep forever and not wake up.

If I could continue, I'd like to know the ending.

——Mo Zhiyan's "Poetry of Mo Zhiyan" 25. Sometimes, the fate between people is like this. They change and watch each other, but they can never be together.

26. Fate in this world is not one second earlier or one second later. It is only in that moment that when I look at you, you also recognize me! This is true of love, and so is family affection. Fate is a fate that you can't get rid of even if you go around in circles.

——Liu Chenfeng "A Sunny Evening in Midsummer" 27. "Take all the charges, just for a trace of peace." 28. Follow your heart.

29. Farewellorseeyouagain. 30. Gentleness is not my nature, it is the tranquility after tempering.

Everything life gives truly changes something. Carefully discover and transform yourself, crazily looking for happiness and peace.

On the road. No one is the king of others, respect each other and celebrate each other.

Simplicity is true, fate is fate. 31. Acquaintance is the process of addition and subtraction.

From the initial accumulation of goodwill to the gradual indifference of the relationship. I don’t know when the friendship between me and my current friends will be reduced to zero. I just want to cherish the present moment.

At least many years later, when I look back on the past, I will have no regrets. 32. The acquaintance in this world is not an absolute accident, everything is destined.

Just like I want to know you, you want to know me. 33. I think about the inscription.

I understand. I can finally let go.

And bless you. Text I think I understand. All I have to do now is.

etc. The appearance of a person, the right person.

Maybe a month, a year, three years, maybe longer. I chase her.

In the end, we walked through the ups and downs and walked through the ordinary. In the park, we watched the sunset with our little Pekingese, whose white hair was blown by the wind, under the willow tree.

34. The chain of love is so heartless when it is hurt, and the fate is so empty and dispersed that it is invisible. 35. It was neither a step too early nor a step too late. I just happened to meet you. This is fate or my luck.

36. This inexplicable encounter was not only fate but also fate. 37. Materialists always want to believe that man can conquer nature, but they still wonder and fear whether some things are always destined to be destiny~——pp38. The so-called fate is just an excuse, and it can be used whether two people are together or cannot be together.

39. Our fate has long been destined to appear when each other knows how to love someone after experiencing a lot of emotional pain. 40. In fact, what I’m afraid of is not that the two of us don’t agree with each other, but that we both think the same thing. I ask myself why I deserve you, and you wonder why you can match me.

8. Poems with fate

Purple streets in the world of mortals

Blue falls in the underworld

Past lives are full of mismatched fates

Fragrant grass reaches the sky

Continuous pulse

Who can I talk to in this life's madness

The clouds are flowing thousands of feet and I can lie drunk

Who is drinking alone under the moon

Dance to see the shadows and sigh that all the years have been wasted in a blink of an eye

Who can laugh through the floating life

Turn off the lights on the balcony

Looking back, I can see the flowers and smoke

I have red hands to praise the color with my bare hands

At that time, I felt lovesickness on the string and sang it all over again

I have a burnt-tailed piano string that has been broken and no one can play with it

People in the past have gone to high-rise buildings, who is singing with them

The dew is like crying eyes

The fireworks cannot be cut

At that time, the orchid boat was leisurely going to the horizon

The dream soul is unfettered

Even in the past life, it is still lingering

Suddenly, sitting alone under a curtain, the moon is leisurely

Looking at the flowers by the water

Flowers fade easily

Who can understand this lingering hatred

The clouds fly and the mist disperses

The beauty is shattered and the jade is cracked

The hope is endless What a sigh on the way

Could it be that I am obsessed with butterflies in my dreams

A night in the small building in the spring rain

Encountering each other outside the flowers and under the willows for the first time turned out to be the knot of three lives

Thousands of mountains hate parting

Qingshang Miaomiao is gone

In the next year, the karma of fate will be repeated in the past life and the next life

In the next year, the previous life and the next life will be repeated again Karmic Tribulation

I don’t know if it counts, but I recommend the song sung by hita.

Where is the rainy night in the country?

I, Lingbo, have seen all the dragons dancing in the seven seas

Playing the sword and singing songs, and telling me that the romance is still the same

The journey to the end of the world has been completed without a beginning

Farewell to Longjiang Villa and cherish Sun Chu Bailu Island is full of fragrant grass and eyes

Qixia is misty and misty, blue mountains are full of clouds and trees, and there is no worry about the road. But I shed countless tears

I once enjoyed the clear clouds, the bells, the long stems, and the clusters of green plum blossoms

The music of Kagura, the fairyland, the singing of pines in the valley, and the swallows looking at the sunset from the beach

Concentrate on the heaven and earth (this heaven and earth) (remember it silently)

Remember it again when you return

If the beauty has gone to this white clothes

Like fine snow leaving no trace of parting

Ha...

I will exchange the glory of the world for a paper book

After reading it all, I will smile in the wind without looking back

I take this step with my beautiful youth

In the storm, I can only hold back my tears and pray to the sky*

The sky is blue and the heroes shoot deer into the water and spend half their lives fighting

Sighing at dawn and dreaming of Chengen’s spring, how many times does the pearl foil open, who lowers the emerald curtain

The silver zheng stops (the silver zheng is cold) and the red sandalwood is not composed (how to compose the red sandalwood)

The purple inkstone has withered, the jade and ink are hard to wet

Count the wisdom of this lifetime where the snow melts

Hate how quickly the golden and green time flies

Ha...

I pick up the sun and the moon and make a candle

The sky illuminates the ups and downs of the world and the illusion of nothingness

I sprinkle thousands of dendrobium pearls to pave this road

Dream When I wake up, I return to dust and dirt#

I don’t deserve pity if I don’t cry, most of all this innocent person

I will soak up my loneliness with a magnificent amount of blood

A book full of gold and gold

Ah...

Reprise*

I will live up to this book of gold and gold

/singer/ 37176/ It’s listed above. Find it yourself. The first song is called "The Tribulation of Karma" and the second song is "The Book of Wrong Gold"