On the exclusive personality of girls in literary and art schools

1, a flood of young people, how many touching stories are being interpreted.

2, the past is easy to be cold, flowers bloom and fall to recall the clear autumn.

3, the world began to unconsciously empty, I with bitter regret and sigh, there is nothing to hide.

4, get rid of the baggage that has been tortured for a long time, catch up with the bus that is happy and in a good mood, and bathe your heart with sunshine! Bury all the haze!

5, the past, looking at that pile of burnt photos//

6. Floating life is just a reflection. I once had a love story. As a teenager, when I was in love.

7, self-directed, self-acting, that wanton heart.

8. The orbital temperature boils for one second, leaving an unforgettable line.

9. You are the haze that I can't walk out of in my life.

10, hazy moonlight, whose ending is forgotten.

1 1. Watch the sunset and say "I love you" to the sea.

12, where you are, even if it's rainy, it's sunny.

13, a flower on the other side blooms in glitz for you, can it bloom this beautiful glitz for you?

14. If you want to be a sunflower, please always smile at the sun.

15, the artistic conception is beautiful, and the sky is still so blue and clear.

16, the city of sunshine, looking for your shadow in the rebellious light.

17, youth is precious, give yourself a deadline ∞

18, standing in the clouds with your back to the sun, beautiful and exquisite, while obscure and empty.

19, I can't feel any warmth when the sun shines on my body.

In that prosperous era, we were hurt beyond recognition by loneliness.

2 1, reach out and touch the unreachable sunshine.

22. The sun shines through the window and plays safely.

23. The merry-go-round is the most cruel game in the world, but chasing each other is always separated by a sad distance.

24. You should know that the Tao will point to the sun until the day you die, and it will only point to the sun.

25, your smile, the beautiful bunch of purple-blue lavender.

26. I can't remember the past today, and a pair of eyes that only know how to cry are crying again.

27. Like a gorgeous swallowtail butterfly, it has lost its former glory and become a dead leaf. Spin, fly, and finally, sink into the dirty swamp.

28. You drew a big peach heart in red in the sky of Russia.

29. It's raining. I stood at the window, watching the rain. It hurts.

30. A meteor that has no time to make a wish is just in vain in America.

3 1, love each other, travel through time, travel through reincarnation.

I will engrave you in other people's memory and ask her to help me remember you for a lifetime.

About this kind of beauty, it will only bloom in dreams. It is buried in the depths of memory. Never forget this life in the afterlife.

34. With the fragrance of life, it carries our hopes.

35. The smile is so brilliant in the sun. I used to regard it as my life. Seeing the sadness in his eyes, he didn't hesitate when he fell.

36. Can I have another dream, such a compulsive dream?

37, ubiquitous hallucinations and fantasies, dreams grow and die.

38. If I go back in time, I want to freeze you in the summer I forgot.

39. Roses have no fragrance. They miss someone and a wound. They don't cry or talk.

40. He and I used to borrow each other's hesitation to keep warm in a gap in our lives.

4 1, I understand that fallen leaves wither with the wind and belong to the ground.

42. At the end of this winter, I dance with it with my sadness.

The sky is as blue as when I first met you.

44. Sunlight penetrates my eyes and tells me that I am not alone.

45. Flowers bloom and tears fall, and flowers and tears can't stop leaving.

46. After many years, I began to believe that some things or some people are just our memorials.

47. You are as confusing as a bright neon light.

48, now now ... you can't hide all the future tragedies,,,,

49. Good night. It's beautiful. That corner belongs to me.

50. Listen to the sound of rain. It's cold.

Forest literature sentence

1, the Buddha said, there is nothing outside the heart, it is giving up and seeking, only in your heart. Perhaps, I am eager to pursue and eventually make myself physically and mentally exhausted, or perhaps I can't resist the temptation to make myself secular and mediocre.

Sometimes, I often try to figure out the poet's expression and clothes, whether he is twisting his beard or screaming at the sky. Is it low eyebrows or deep meditation? Is it a horn scarf plain clothes or a light belt? Is it a long skirt in plain clothes or a ring?

3, extraordinary, the body is a brocade quilt, tilting away, a room of ancient women's boudoir comes into view, the guqin stands in a corner, the bronze mirror is placed on the wooden dressing table, and the room is so fresh and leisurely.

4, the world of mortals is long, who buried deep attachment? A roll of painters, who messed up a piece of love? Acacia is a song, whose affectionate eyes are full of resentment? I can't wear the desolation at the end of the song; Write the endless ups and downs of origin and extinction; I can't see the nothingness of the lens. Who destroyed my city and whose heart did I lose? Since then, that touch of face has been forgotten in the end of the world, burning incense in your last life, but you have missed the sentimental lingering of your life. As promised, this is always a dream about pipelines.

The most painful thing in the world is that you have to pose and smile when sadness comes. On the one hand, tears flow a thousand times; At the same time, smile proudly at the white clouds on the horizon.

6. In everyone's heart, there is love, all the time. I don't think it's marriage, commitment or family. This is a smell. Guide people to move blindly but can't touch.

7. Some people say that memory is a taste. I can't put it down, and I can't catch up. I write my thoughts in the wind, and there is no time difference in smart words. Let my eyebrows wet my lines, my eyes are a wave of blue light. You walk in my old chapter, I would like to sleep in the purple inkstone all my life and harvest autumn books for you with a smile. I put pen to paper, my heart is faint, trying to find you in the ancient rhyme of tang style Song Yu, and find the ancient fragrance of Jiangnan that met you.

8, people are on the road, there are many things, and they can't help themselves; There are many encounters that I can't forget. Dreams are in the horizon, dreams are in front of us, dreams are in pursuit, and the sea is sailing; Chasing the wind is a kind of leisure. The fleeting time is shallow, even if the road ahead is full of thorns, we should embrace everything with the state of mind of the sea, look at life with the magnanimity of the sea, and paint the joys and sorrows of life as a thousand turns of the soul. When emotions splash and the world laughs, isn't it a kind of detachment and happiness that we experience? !

9. There are white marble pillars in the four corners of the room, and the surrounding walls are carved with white stone bricks. Orchids inlaid with gold bloom coquettishly among the white stones, blue gauze curtains overflow with the wind, and brake marks stand in this building as high as ten meters. If this isn't the killer's unique town,

10, French window, inside the window, the ground is bright, outside the window, the ground is green, and the tassels on the curtains are fluttering, which is the most beautiful at this moment. At this time, as long as you understand it carefully, the most real and beautiful place is silence.

1 1. It's raining, staring at yourself for nothing and worrying about yourself. Where did you leave in the world of mortals? Angered the world, the figure in blue kept floating in my mind and folded thousands of times.

12, the road ahead is still far away, which doomed us to wander, look for our paradise countless times, try to run aground our soul, not afraid of bumps and thorns, but don't know how far we are from our dream goal.

13, know how to feel, open your heart at the right time, let the long-lost heart of sunshine bathe in dazzling sunshine, let the wind blow, let the rain beat, hold a pious, worship fragrant flowers everywhere in silence.

14, see through, calm down, lock in a quiet place, bury yourself there, let the lights outside the window, let the grass grow, let the warbler fly, let the tired heart quietly perch in the running water and leave the world behind.

15, sunlight passes through overlapping clouds, and it is also cold. Missing is like a vine, and it begins to grow wildly. Then it flooded, tightly wrapped around my heart, suffocating.

No matter how many years I live and how many people I meet, I will never, never find the second you.

17, whose scenery and heart pass by the injured city under the eyelashes.

18, romantic poem, painted in the palm of your hand; Half bright and half dark, hanging between the eyebrows; Half the sadness is hidden in my heart. In my hands, in my heart, from the outside to the inside, shape a real me without impurities.

19. Write love as an immortal legend of Enemy at the Gates. Then, will you cross the ice and snow?

20. Grab a handful of seawater, moisten your eyes, roll up thousands of piles of snow, and laugh at falling flowers. All the past is like water and agarwood on the shore; It's deep and refreshing to take a hug, and the lingering in those arms is interpreted as a cloud in a silent place.

2 1, a thousand-year-old love song, a thousand-year-old world of mortals, floating heart, endless brocade.

22. The rain is like weaving, and the wind blows away the English. Touching the earth with faint fragrance, I fell in love with a tear in the lake. The dull hand blows away the rain curtain of time, and in the depths of falling red, a piccolo is played in the breeze, which is less quiet and more joyful and sad.

23. I once wanted to ferry to the Peach Blossom Garden alone, but I didn't want to open a beach of gulls, but I was helpless in the final struggle; I tried to hold a glass of Mei Huajiu and till, raising my cup, I asked the bright moon, but I ended up with a banquet. I wanted to soak in a piece of paper fragrance and live in a piece of pure land, but I wandered in the noise of the ages.

24. The coolness gradually permeated my memory. The little girl with a plain face, the girl who buried flowers at dusk, and the woman who used to fill the gap in her heart with words are now hard to find.

25. In fact, the past days went around and washed them away one by one.

26. It's a good match. She said that men are all lower-body animals. Those men keep telling you to give you happiness for the rest of your life, but what they mean is to give you happiness for the rest of your life.

27. Our life is really hard. First, we must bear all kinds of external pressures, and more importantly, we must face our own inner confusion. In the struggle, if someone gives you an understanding look, you will feel the warmth of life. Maybe just a brief glance is enough to make me feel excited.

28. As time goes by with memories, we have to forgive that goodbye and forget the temperature of that hug.

29. If I can, dear, please allow me to write a simple note and sing for you thousands of times in my life. When the winds of the four seasons blow down the enchanting scenery, I will still stand at the ferry of time and watch the green road come. If you can, dear, please allow me to be infatuated and intoxicated for you in the depths of my soul for the next month. Even though I shed tears, I don't want to sleep in the same bed. I just want to sing a song by Liang Zhu.

30. The world is so imperfect that what you want is what you lose.

3 1, if time is a song, then we are singers, even if we are lonely, we will still sing tenaciously; If time is a journey, then we are walkers, walking and dreaming to enrich our lives. How long is life? What kind of affection should we use to interpret the fleeting time? Standing in front of the sea, we feel not only the smallness of a drop in the ocean, but also the grandeur of a vast ocean. Looking at the sea quietly, we are full of dreams and quiet hearts.

32. You floated into my heart and dominated my world. You make my world dark. Are you tired? Please leave if you are tired!

33, the world is the most popular, the world is the most bitter, in the world of mortals, you and I are so immersed in it.

34. The Zen room is spotless, and a cup of light tea turns from hot to cold. Futon, wooden fish and scriptures tell the loneliness of Buddha, but they are also ethereal and calm through the world of mortals. Listening to Sanskrit and looking at the clock engraved with Sanskrit, my heart was unconsciously infected and became clear and quiet. I think I must have been a dust in a Buddhist temple in my last life, listening to Sanskrit and Buddha's teachings every day. The heart is bodhi, and the world can still laugh as before after suffering.

35. There is an indescribable beauty of sadness in the beautiful curved heartstrings, which expresses the melody of our butterflies floating in the air. The piano is crisp and has a long rhyme.

When I finally know what love is, I can't start again. For example, when I know what a fleeting time is, love is blowing in the wind.

37. Covered by moonlight, it is difficult to see clearly. It's as intoxicating as it is in front of you, and it's as far away as Shan Lan. Walk slowly, hold a glass of wine, drink a glass of sad wine, douse your sadness and slow down your thoughts. In the distance of the pond, fishing lights and canoes are scattered at three or two, and the flute flies away, which seems to be a dream interpretation, but it really haunts my ears. The sword was dumb, the green front was three feet long, the cold light was shining, and the tactic was like a red plum, breaking and falling. Cold, already frozen stiff!

38, the vast land is broken with a sword, where the bustling songs fall. Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

39. Taste the fragrance of flowers, fold a sadness and draw it on my face for the world to see; Break a piece of grass and hide a trace of sadness in your heart. Once you and I cut the western window candles together in the hut in Jiangnan water town; Once you and I lived together under the lush bodhi; I used to sharpen your pen under the bright starry sky on a moonlit night. How many times? My whispers and yours linger in the blooming days. In those days, there was our most ignorant and innocent love.

40, faint piano sound, falling flowers. At the moment of hesitation, your voice comes with the wind: flowers bloom for a season and stay together for a lifetime. Just this life, but why, why didn't I meet you earlier? Suddenly speechless, I saw some pale words gathered together, but they dispersed indifferently in helplessness. Tears, soaked with beauty, soaked with spring clothes.

4 1, burn a mirage with matches to avoid the heavy rain. Forest literature sentence

42. What is the truest? Take off the mask, put down the burden and live a secular self. For a flower, you can talk to yourself until dark; For a tree, you can empty yourself until dusk; For a leaf, you can stare at the tears. A simple me, a sad me, is the truest self.

43, straight diarrhea floating smoke weaving Luo Qi, jade waves wash the breeze by flow. Cloud and rain are lovers, and the cold bridge is empty. In the evening, the east wind blows into the night, and the south of the Yangtze River is full of flowers. Jiang Feng blows pale temples, and I hate to see plum calyx in the south of the Yangtze River. There are two lines of lovesickness geese, and when the word geese returns, Dan Qing's ink is empty, the case is horizontal, Zhu Yan is like a scissors, and tears dance three feet in the red apron.

44. The distance is endless, and the distance is like spring water. Ouyang Xiu's Walking on the Beach

45. There is a group of people who love literature, like writing, sometimes like being naughty, sometimes like being sad, and pour out their hearts to the world in words. They have a common name, called literary youth. They like others to call themselves literary youth, which is a kind of recognition and affirmation.

46. A pool of tenderness, a touch of wheatgrass, and flowers outside the bridge are all timeless stories. Blushing cheeks, lonely and blushing in the legend of March rain.

47. I always thought that people are getting old slowly. Actually, it's not. People will get old in an instant.

48. I hope to meet you at a beautiful street corner and then meet myself.

49. Be crazy once in your life, whether it's for a person, a relationship, a journey or a dream.

50. In late autumn, I can get rid of fatigue and embark on a journey alone. While it is not too late in late autumn, I accompanied the rain and packed the train lightly. I waited at the window and watched the scenery outside the window change, which turned into a blurred vision, woven a string of streamers and bounced my heart. Only wait. Late autumn. Dredge the rain in a dream.

5 1, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

52. The air soaked by rain is tired and sad, and the fairy tales in memory have slowly melted.

53. Burning incense under the Bodhi embankment in previous lives won you a happy life together. Therefore, looking forward to the hustle and bustle of the world of mortals, we can have a dull stay. This is a happy face. Just want to lean against the building and listen to the simplicity of the wind and rain, just want to overlook the ordinary roads in the rivers and lakes, just want to laugh at the calm of the misty rain, twist your fingers and tell your heart, and never tire of watching it. Trim the fence and plant chrysanthemums in the opposite posture, so as to ensure a safe life, pour your life's tenderness, face the sea, and bloom in spring.

I often meet you in my dreams. The only me, the only you, only smile at me. What a wonderful mood. However, I always wake up with mocking laughter. Wake up every morning, lie there, think of you, every face of you, smile at you, and occasionally not smile at you, all as beautiful as a dream. But I know that dreams will always wake up, just don't know where they will be forgotten after waking up.

55. If there was predestined relationship in previous lives, I wish every tune would pluck my strings and wait for you to make peace. If I have a dream in this life, I would like to make a wish for you sincerely. Your life is the warmest in my life, and your smile is my greatest wish. I only hope that you will meet in this prosperous time, love each other step by step in your watery gentleness, and grow old together in the watery years.

56. After wandering for so long, I still don't want to go home. Because you are not at home, I will never have a home. Complete works of literary sentences about forest sector.

57, facing the sea, spring blossoms, give your heart a harbor, full of wind and rain and laughter; Give your heart a piece of blue, look for it, think quietly and do nothing.

58. There used to be a tall building that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on it.

59. At a time when the years were broken, I crossed the Qinzhuan Hanwa and asked what the world was like.

60. Life goes all the way, but memories can't go back. The leaping existence of memory makes it impossible to completely connect the past, and the most unforgettable moment is always the one that can't be jumped over. Feeling lost, feeling lost.

6 1, the night is still early, the meteor has fallen, and love has been ruined. Love is always a legend in the dark.

62. On his deathbed, people will experience tidal breathing. That's the last breath before life stops. Rough, like the sound of the sea.

63, the mountains and rivers are drunk, and the piano is precious. Green and purple stripes, leisurely in my heart, meet love at the corner, and two lonely hearts have a harbor to dock from now on. All the expected time is in the expected place, and it has become sincere love all the way.

64. I have such a memory that I can't get rid of it. It just stays there. No matter how to distract me, it's like sticky blood, and I can't get rid of it.

65. Life is a drama. Because of love, it becomes confusing. To be interesting, it becomes more interesting. Who hasn't been in love once when he was young, and who hasn't done anything stupid to admit it? Of course, there are others. Individuals will ignore it, not sewing clothes. It has to be sewn everywhere.

66. Learn to look at gains and losses with a simple heart. We often want to have a lot of things, but when we get those things, it may also bring other troubles. When we struggle with the simplest and simplest heart, we are simple and happy. If beautiful scenery exists somewhere in the world, it is better to say that it exists in a clean heart, an open heart and a cheerful heart. This is the most beautiful scenery in the world.

67. You seem to be in a mountain stream, and the water is boundless. You gently call, knock down your sadness, and the earth turns blue slightly.

68. You are too indifferent to see my regret and my repentant heart. There is no room for sadness, and no matter how much you regret, you and our earth-shattering love can't be kept.

69. The broken words of the pen tip are all heartfelt words. I am grateful for the bits and pieces with you, and those happy faces can only be quietly recalled in the illusory years.

70. Flowers as beautiful as flowers are no match for fleeting time. What are the literary sentences in the Forestry Department?

7 1, there is no effective way to make people not lonely.

Aesthetic style and qq personality of female students in literature and art department

1, in the sparsely populated street, touch the faint injury in autumn.

Even if the expired promise is broken, I will bury it in my heart.

3. Bury the mottled tears and lock the door of the story behind the corner.

You are like sunshine to me, but there is always a sunset.

5, in the invisible corner, the secret that the sun can't shine.

6. "Look at that street lamp, dark yellow, illuminating that corner and involving a lingering past.

7. If we cherish each other, why do we have to ask about the years?

8. How can a floating cloud like you stay for the sake of the ordinary?

9. Who drew the land for whom? Who for whom? Sang Hai, God.

10, fate, silently waiting at a ferry, waiting for love to carry it. Two empty hearts happen to coincide.

1 1, my tears fell on the residual flowers and broke.

12, then I will accompany you and see all the smiling stars.

13, picking up fragments of memory, but also scratching hands piecemeal.

14, quiet air, by your side, makes time unbalanced.

15, the air is filled with doomsday breath, and the horizon is burning wildly.

16, let all the strikes be silent and mourn this sad moment for me.

17, つつ The figure you left behind grew under the street lamp, and we broke up.

18, the world of mortals is between clouds and water, and jasmine rouge smoke is lingering. //

19, in the rain. If you are annoyed in advance, you will sink into yourself.

20, the world of mortals has been in love several times, and love and hate have been entangled for generations.

2 1, looking at the wooden block engraved with fame not far away, I seem to forget that I was unforgettable.

22. Who forgot the fleeting time and precipitated the years?

23. At the end of the whole play, I saw the empty seats and the lights were on. The story is as real as an imaginary scene.

24. Let the memories fade, and happiness is still far away.

25. The beauty of the journey forced us to stop and feel with our heart.

26. "Through the tears of a thousand years, sacrifice to your beauty.

27. The dim light passes through the loneliness in the dark, and I miss you and me again and again.

28. In the distant old days, countless charming smiles were carved, and lingering old wishes fiddled with my feelings that I couldn't give up.

29, the noise of the moment, laughing at eternal music.

30. Fingertips pass through the dark years, and the years are not covered.

3 1, the yearning of sunflower, why doesn't the sun understand and cherish it.

32. Missing is like a door that can't be closed tightly. The air is filled with happy dust.

33. In the summer desert, what you give me is not as good as my silence.

34. Thin clouds cover another sunset glow, dreaming in the west wing, tears streaming down her face.

35, winter wood ancient rain, wet and warm mood.

36. The sun is lazy and dazzling, enough to dry the tears at the bottom of your eyes.

37. I am standing at an intersection without direction, watching you run happily.

The beauty of sunflowers is always proud of the sunshine.

39. Find someone to watch the spring flowers and the sunrise and sunset together.

40. Behind the elegance of the fallen cherry blossoms, there is an unspeakable sentence.

4 1. Look at the flowers falling all over the sky, dying at the most beautiful moment. Who will remember her coming into this world?

42. Love in fairy tales is so sensational.

43, the world of mortals is like a dream, and dreams lead the soul.

44, you are not around, a person feels very sad.

45. Why did the flower die before it could fly?

46. Tears are something I can't say in my heart.

47. After the vicissitudes of life, why do we always feel lonely but prefer to be strangers?

48. I tried to count the injuries you gave me with a smile, but I finally laughed and shed tears.

49, ㄣ can't melt the silence, can't let go of the sadness, and can stay.

50. Today's events are like water. Tomorrow evening, you are a stranger.

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Women don't care about decency, decency is because it is not attractive enough! Men don't care about loyalty, loyalty is because the chips of betrayal are too low! Looking at the wood block engraved with fame not far away, I seem to forget that I have never forgotten it.

Years are long and thin, and I want to give it to Wan Li, separated by mountains and rivers.

The texture of the palm is coming in early summer, and it is full of playful atmosphere.

Dry tears drop between fingers, and memory is like scattered pieces of paper.

When happiness knocks on the door, I am not at home. I will stay at home every day and watch the arrival of happiness.

When the people see through it, maybe you will accompany me to listen to warm songs.

Bonus is easy to decline, such as lang Qing, infinite water, such as sorrow.

Take it alone, cover the wound and keep walking. Before I say I don't love me, I always feel uncomfortable and can't force it.

All people will feel sorry for their loved ones, only the sunshine is in full bloom in the brightest corner.

It's a pity that you are used to riding the strongest horse and drinking the strongest wine. After all, we still have to ride to the west wind.

Don't imagine the wind, like dew, like fog, like fireworks.

The total intestinal area is 200 square meters, and our home is not as big as the place where shit lives. It's really worse than animals ~

Take stock of the themes of the years through the cracks in the trees.

Flowers fall, birds fly, look back. People are going to fail. Where are the former people?

The past is easy to be cold, and flowers bloom and fall to remember the clear autumn.

The galloping Trojan horse makes you forget the pain. .

Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

I only hope that this prosperous life is full of brilliant youth, just like the first time.

False confession, dishonesty with yourself-

How happy I am to wait for a meeting that comes too late in the rainy twilight.

Leaves leave because of the pursuit of the wind, or the tree does not retain.

You are the spark in my life. You are the fireworks in my life.

Who touched and described the beauty of hugging each other tightly?

Prosperity, things are different, but when it comes to geometry.

You passed by my heart and wrote thousands of acres of clarity.

I will only be paranoid because of you. You just laughed there, and I rushed at you regardless.

I want to cook snow and tea with you, with white heads all over the world and lights everywhere, and go home at sunset.

Ten miles of peach blossoms, ten miles of thyme, bursts of flowers, bursts of you, three miles of breeze, three miles of road, step by step in the wind, step by step.

Don't be a rose, be a weed in your heart. A little moisture will grow wildly, and it will grow again after burning.

You are at the top of the mountain and I am in the river. I can't see, but I can't forget.

Be a person with preference, be generous in this life, not rely on mountains and rivers, and hope to stick to it.

I look back step by step, the mountain is the eyes of an old friend, and the willow is a slender hand. It's hard to walk step by step after meeting you.

I'm still a blank sheet of paper in front of you. After meeting you, I became a pile of love letters. ~

Life is slow and time flies. I want to wander with you, from north to south, from peace to decline.

I am waiting for the wind, and I am waiting for you. White tea means happiness, nothing else. I am waiting for the wind, waiting for you.

Be a girl, always love spring, put poetry in your heart and put frost on your face.

I like flowers in spring, trees in summer, dusk in autumn, sunshine in winter, and you every day.

I still like you very much, like the afterglow before sunset, and I can't bear to leave.

I want to write my love for you in mountains and rivers, even the air I breathe is sweet, and my smell is all around you, so I want to occupy all of you.

Secret love is the wind, love is the tsunami, and love is the sea. Lovely, this is an island.

It's a pity that you are used to riding the strongest horse and drinking the strongest wine. After all, we still have to ride to the west wind.

When the wind blows away the petals, it is too late to smell the flowers. When people have gone far, they hope to recover.

Listen to the wind, draw two figures and say that Sansheng is lucky to meet you.

The meeting is spring breeze, so it is you. Love is the height of mountains and waters, and finally you.

You are a tourist in the deep mountains. You love to travel around the world, and you are affectionate by nature. I am a cat keeper in the market. I don't watch passers-by change lovers.

Wandering children, there are sunny and rainy rivers and lakes. I wish you a dream of being a horse and living everywhere forever.

The sun shines brightly in spring, and the mountains in summer are like blue sky. Autumn is simple and winter is fierce. They are all willing to follow your looks.

I am an unknown thief. I stole your name at dusk to make wine. One drink is a lifetime. I'm drunk.

Migratory birds with unknown addresses come and go from south to north. After this dream, they all become double-tongued birds, crying twice and laughing twice.

The mountains and rivers are magnificent, the years are smooth and the world is red and purple. Why don't you give me a dog and a horse?

I still like you very much, like an old friend who has been waiting for many years, standing alone.

You are a tourist in the mountains, you love the whole world while walking, and you are affectionate by nature, while I am a catwoman in the market, and I can only love one person in my life.

I want to be your deer, watch the sunrise with you, spend a long afternoon together, and then walk through a long night together.

I still like you, like the wind has gone eight thousand miles, regardless of the date of return.

July evening breeze, swinging under the moon, poet Tyr, raise my cup, I ask the moon; Couples walk around the world arm in arm, alone, with mixed feelings and irrelevant feelings.

Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves. Let life be beautiful like summer flowers and death like autumn leaves.

Life gains and losses coexist, you have a breeze, you have to return the moon.

Waiting for the wind, waiting for the rain, waiting for you, can you wait for a horseshoe disease?

People who love daydreaming are full of spring, summer, autumn and winter.

It's good to see you in the misty rain. People in Jiangnan are laughing.