Ancient poems describe good weather.

1, change your life with my three fireworks.

2. elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

3, long streets, countless fireworks, you pick up the lights and look back.

Short pavilion is short, the world of mortals is rolling, and I sigh again.

4. Who finally broke the string and the flower fell on the shoulder, blurred.

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

6, 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.

7. Let him know everything and smile at you.

8. Send a song to Jun, and don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

9. Who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal ties.

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

1 1, there are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not.

12, whoever forgets the other party first, dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

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

14, when all the flowers and waves are gone, I will be alone with you.

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

16, still water flowing deeply, singing loudly; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

17, under the moonlight, laugh at the love and hate in the world, and the world is full of red dust and endless flowers.

18, the clock hangs under the eaves, the eaves are bell guards, and the clock does not know; The wind moves the clock, the clock is the song of the wind, and the wind is incomprehensible; The world says that ruthlessness is the wind; I mean, what's wrong with being stupid!

19, several times lamenting the joys and sorrows of generations, ridiculous life is not up to me.

20, Millennium fame, I buried your life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life.

2 1, peach blossom is lonely, because it grows for people touched by love; Bloom for the injured.

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

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

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

25. The past, covered by years, passed by in a hurry, throwing a faint sadness in a hurry.

26. You leave this season without sadness. Only endless thoughts are spreading wildly.

27. Life can be full of joy, and there is no regret in death.

28, store up eternal love, crush deep red acacia.

29. The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.

30. Caring about the charm of Qingyuan is an unreachable sadness, such as the lonely moon in Wei Yun, which can only be seen from the horizon.

3 1, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

32. Sighing the tears of a red face and the death of a hero, there are many sufferings in the world. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy?

33. Dusk is like smoke, clouds are full of illusions, and Dianthus sounds like maple bells;

Brewmaster, an idle man, gave birth to a poem, let him have a drink.

Du Ying Buyi, Lonely Wind and Poetic Moon, Going to Stay, Mei Mei Bird;

Gardenia blossoms have soil and flowers, and autumn pools are cold, rainy and old.

The ups and downs of life and the signs of the world's haste naturally appear before us. Turning around silently, distant mountains and flowing water, red dust and diaries, mottled and memories all cover up the dust fate of more people in the ink-like picture scroll.

35. Don't go north. Looking back, it was amber. Turn for a lifetime.

Dust fell and washed away the lead. Who trapped her hands and poured out the world for her? Who won the beauty and traveled around the world with her?

The wind blows the sand into a desert, so you wait for me, waiting for ten years of long meditation.

When I meet you, I am destined to be above you. He looks for the green void, below, the yellow spring.

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

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

38. If you can really take Wan Li Road.

Then why do you miss you so much?

It is a romantic millennium, and Wan Li is a country.

Not as good as the moment I looked at you.

39. Who will really see the end of the world with whom, a beautiful face, white hair, or a wonderful flower in the sea.

40. The light and shadow are still cold, and the water is still cold.

In my dream, bamboo gently sings the mountain outside the building.

People outside Loushanguan haven't come back yet.

Those who look back earlier than Sichuanese who forgot to play the piano have tears in their eyes.

4 1, LAM Raymond, Qionghu song month, the first floor of Long song.

Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine.

Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same.

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

43. At the beginning of the world of mortals, mountains and rivers are boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled.

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