A poem that expresses profound meaning to the person you like.

A poem with profound implications 1 Seek a poem with profound meaning.

Butterflies are drunk for flowers, but flowers fly with the wind, flowers dance and cry, flowers cry and petals fly, flowers bloom for whom to thank, and flowers thank for whom to grieve.

1, change your life with my three fireworks.

2. I am young and energetic.

3, long street, fireworks, you look back, low pavilion, red dust rolling, 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, in the spring, the beauty is old, and the flowers fall and everyone dies.

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

17, lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

18, as beautiful as flowers and jade, as fleeting, I can go back to the past, but I can't go back to the beginning.

19, dark clouds cover the moon, people go to the empty building, and I can't tell how lonely I am.

20, this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends.

2 1, the sky is not old, and love is hard to break. The heart is like a double screen with a Qian Qian knot in it.

22. It seems that this star was not exposed for whom last night.

23, ten years of life and death, not thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles away, nowhere to be sad.

24. Butterflies are beautiful. After all, butterflies can't fly across the sea.

25, finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After Hua Rong thanked him, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever.

26. Elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

27. Mountains and rivers hold hands and smile for you.

Several sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, life is up to me.

29. After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon.

30, the fog dispersed, woke up, I finally saw the truth, that is, silent Qian Fan.

3 1, at both ends of life, we stand on the other side of each other.

32, the edge is like water, with a lot of dust, just for a word, waiting for the next encounter.

Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.

34. Just let it go, and mountains and rivers will never meet again.

35. Never look back, why not? Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger.

36, the heart is micro-moving, but far away, things are not right, people are not right, things are not right, and the past cannot be chased.

37. Perhaps it is the marriage in a previous life, or the fate in the next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds to the fruitless resentment.

38. Every year, one day goes by and autumn goes by. One generation urges the next generation to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the sofa, one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and one is dreaming. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while.

39. Always born in a casual year. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer.

40. A kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession.

4 1, I just feel that your husband's comments make me miss your dynasty and dusk.

42. Raise a glass and get drunk, drink all the snow and be at a loss for another year.

43, turn around, a wisp of Leng Xiang is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. Will you fight me in the afterlife?

44. One flower and one world, one leaf and one pursuit. A song and a sigh, a person's life.

45. The fate of dust has always been like water, and it is rare to shed tears. Why do you do your best? Don't be sentimental, love to hurt yourself.

47. Whoever should be robbed will become stubborn.

48. If you run wild, I will accompany you with wine in my life.

49. Life is as unusual as the first time.

50, the heart has a tiger, sniffing roses. After the feast, I was in tears.

2. What are the poems about "profound meaning"?

1, Peng moved to Nanming, and the water hammer was three thousand miles. Those who soared to Wan Li went to rest in June.

Author: Song Guozhuang Zhou Zi: "Easy Tour" Commentary: When Dapeng moved to the South China Sea, flapping his wings on the water surface could stir up waves of 3,000 miles, fly around the whirlwind to the high altitude of Wan Li, and leave the North Sea in the June wind. 2, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of rivers and lakes night rain.

Author: Don Juan listening from: "Yellow Several Replies" Commentary: In the spring breeze, I watched peaches and plums * * * drinking wine, and the rivers and lakes were down and out. After leaving for ten years, I often miss you in the autumn rain while listening to the lonely lamp. 3, give people a jade, acacia should hate to rush to ashes.

Author: Song Zhuxi from: "Two Stories after Two Rhymes of Snow" Commentary: Lover is far away, lovesickness turns to dust like hate. 4. Acacia peach pit is finally hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.

Author: Wen Qing Ting Yun from: "New Yang Liuzhi Ci" Explanation: You and I should be as steadfast as acacia walnuts, but I didn't expect that there was someone else in your heart, which made me hate you after all. I wonder how many people will return every month? The falling moon shook the trees by the river.

Author: Zhang Tang Xu Ruo from: "Moonlit Night on a Spring River" Commentary: I don't know how many people can go home by moonlight, but the sunset leaves love swaying and spreads all over the Woods by the river. 6. Come into my lovesick door and know that I miss you.

Author: Tang Li Bai from: "Autumn Wind Ci" Commentary: Only when you miss someone in your heart can you know the pain of missing. 7. I don't regret widening my belt, I am haggard for Iraq. Author: Tang Zi: Commentary: People have lost weight, and their clothes are getting looser and looser. I have never regretted it. I'd rather look haggard in memory of her.

8, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever. Author: Yuan Zhen from: "Four Poems of Leaving Thoughts" Commentary: After passing through the sea, I can no longer feel deeper and wider water than it. After enjoying the Wushan Sea of Clouds, I can no longer feel whiter clouds than it.

9, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud to protect flowers. Author: Tang Gong Zizhen from: "Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems" explanation: flowers are not heartless things, but fall on the soil and become green manure, which can also be fed.

10, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you. Author: Tang Zi: "Farewell to Du Fu Du Du Du Shu" explanation: Don't worry about the road ahead without a confidant, see who doesn't know you in the world.

3. What are the poems about "profound meaning"?

1, Peng moved to Nanming, and the water hammer was three thousand miles. Those who soared to Wan Li went to rest in June.

Author: Song Guozhuang Zhou

From: "Have a nice trip"

Commentary: When Dapeng migrated to the South China Sea, its wings flapped on the water, which could stir up waves of 3,000 miles, fly around the whirlwind to the high altitude of Wan Li, and leave the North Sea in the June wind.

2, peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of rivers and lakes night rain.

Author: Don Juan Tingjian

Sender: "A few yellow replies"

Commentary: In the spring breeze, I saw peaches and plums and drank wine, and the rivers and lakes were down and out. I have been away for ten years, and I often miss you in the autumn rain in the lonely lamp.

3, give people a jade, acacia should hate to rush to ashes.

Author: Song Zhuxi

From: "Two Stories after Two Rhymes of Snow"

Commentary: Lovers are far away, and lovesickness turns to dust like hate.

4. Acacia peach pit is finally hateful, and Xu Yuanlai has no one else.

Author: Wen Qing Ting Yun

From: "Newly Added Yang Liuzhi Ci"

Explanation: You and I should be as steadfast as acacia walnuts, but I didn't expect that there was someone else in your heart, which made me hate you after all.

I wonder how many people will return every month? The falling moon shook the trees by the river.

Author: Tang Zhang

From: Moonlit Night on the Spring River

Commentary: I don't know how many people can go home by moonlight, but the setting sun is swaying and spreading all over the Woods by the river.

6. Come into my lovesick door and know that I miss you.

Author: Tang Libai

From: autumn wind poem

Explanation: Only those who have thoughts in their hearts know the pain of missing.

7, the belt is getting wider and wider, I don't regret it.

Author: Tang

From: Wu Fengqi.

Explanation: people have lost weight, and my clothes are getting looser and looser. I have never regretted it. I'd rather look haggard in memory of her.

8, once the sea was difficult for water, amber forever.

Author: Yuan Zhen

From: Five Poems No.4 Self-reflection

Explanation: After crossing the sea, I will never feel that there is deeper and wider water than it. After enjoying the Wushan sea of clouds, I will never feel that there is a whiter cloud than it.

9, falling red is not heartless, turning into spring mud to protect flowers.

Author: Tang Gong Zizhen

From: Ji Hai's miscellaneous poems

Explanation: Flowers are not heartless things. They fall into the soil and become green manure. They can also grow flowers.

10, Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and no one in the world knows you.

Author: Tang

Said by: Farewell to the viceroy and go to Shu.

Commentary: Don't worry about having no confidant in the road ahead, and see who doesn't know you in the world.

4. meaningful poetry

Li Bai:

Since God has given talents, let it go and be hired! ,

Spin a thousand silver coins and come back! .

Heaven and earth have made my talents useful. Even if my daughter is exhausted, I will come back again. Inspirational life

Oh, how can I bow and scrape to those people with high status and important positions? They never want to be seen with a sincere face!

Can I bow my head to serve the powerful and make my heart unhappy and miserable? Many types of compositions can be applied.

Floating clouds are like wanderers, like wandering, and the sunset slowly goes down the mountain, which seems to be nostalgic.

A wanderer's heart is like a cloud in the sky, and the afterglow of the sunset is more difficult than friendship. friendship

When you miss your hometown, you were missed and sad a long time ago.

Lang Jun, when you are homesick at the border, that is the day when I miss you at home. "Spring Thoughts" misses relatives.

Although the pass of the watchtower is strong and steep, one person guards it and ten thousand people can't beat it.

Jiange is a magnificent place, towering into the sky. As long as one person is guarding it, it is difficult to capture a thousand troops. The road to Shu, so steep, steeper than Heaven.

One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.

I believe that one day, I can ride the wind and waves; Hang Yun Fan high and move forward in the sea! Inspirational life

Du Fu:

Try to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.

One day, I will climb to the top of your mountain and see the hills around me clearly! inspire

The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.

Vilen is vast, the stars on the horizon seem to hang on the ground, and the bright moon rolls in the water, only to see the great river running.

5. Find meaningful poems, and so on.

And a moment that should have come and gone forever unconsciously (Li Shangyin's "Jinse") has the afterglow of the west wind, the weak willow in the Han family cemetery (Li Bai's "Qin Yi E") is suspicious of the wind, and the orchid is like a towel.

Sitting alone also includes frowning (Liu Yuxi's "Recalling Jiangnan"). The Chu people want to hear Yao's resentment. In the middle of the night in Xiaoxiang (Liu Yuxi's "Xiaoxiang God"), the mountain temple looks for laurel seeds in the middle of the month, and the county pavilion looks at the tide on the pillow. When I revisit my old place (Bai Juyi's "Recalling Jiangnan"), I hate it when I think about it until I return.

In the Ming dynasty, people leaned against the building (Bai Juyi's "Sauvignon Blanc") wanted to be at dusk. When they are bored and leaning against the door alone (Bodhisattva Man in the text), they are all there. When they were heartbroken, Bai Bozhou (A Dream in the South of the Yangtze River) had not come home, and they must be heartbroken when they got home (Wei Zhuang's Bodhisattva Man). Even if you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed (Wei Zhuang's "Four Brothers"). Don't cry. Talk a lot (Niu Xiji's "Raw Tea Son"), and you are still in love.

In retrospect, when I remembered the green silk dress, I felt sorry for the grass everywhere (Niu Xiji's Tea Son) and made a thousand wishes in front of the pillow. I want to have a rest and wait for Lan Qingshan to let her husband come back early, but I am deeply interested in looking back at Li Qingyun. Heritage is a double emerald.

Ride an elephant, first carry people over the water (Li Xun's Nanxiangzi). He often gets sick and drinks before sunrise. It is sad to leave Zhu Yan thin in the mirror (how many tears there are in Feng Yansi's Magpie Tread, leaning on it (Jing Li's Spread Huanxisha). I don't have a taste in my heart (Li Yu's Night Cry). How much sadness can you have? Just like a river flowing eastward (Li Yu's Young Beauty), you can't rely on the fence alone, and it is infinite. It's easy to see when it's difficult.

Spring water has come out, and the slave of heaven and earth (Li Yu's "Langtaosha") is hard to come out, so you can be merciful. (Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man) After the lonely people in other places dispersed, I looked at the residual smoke in a daze.

The stove is fragrant, and the phoenix is lingering. Holding an empty ribbon in his hand, looking back and hating Yiyi.

(Li Yu's "Linjiang Fairy") For my heart and yours, I knew I remembered each other deeply (Gu Wei's "Confessions"). When does the green grass stop? Tears and sorrow have been broken first (Qian's "Yu Lou Chun"). Before, I felt sick and tired of perfume bottles. Today's fragrant bottles are afraid of shallowness (Qian Yu Lou Chun). The bright moon tower is lonely, and the wine turns homesick tears (Fan Zhongyan's Sumugai). Every year tonight, the moonlight is like practice, and people grow thousands of miles (Fan Zhongyan's "Forbidden City" tears have not yet arrived.

The night is deep, the lights are gone, the lights disappear between the lights, but I lean on the pillow and chat to sleep. This endless loneliness really makes the taste of loneliness similar. Everyone has come to this matter, and there is no intention to avoid it (Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"). When will Chunchun go back? Looking in the mirror at night hurts the scenery. In the later period of the past, there was no choice but to remember the flowers in the province (Zhang Xian's Fairy). As if I had met Yan and returned, the small garden incense trail wandered alone (Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"). I don't know if the bright moon will stay, but I will wear Zhu Hu (Yan Shu's butterfly lovers) to send a marker ruler. The mountains are long and the water is wide, and I don't know where (Yan Shu's) is. "

Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night. (Song Qi's "Jade Home is Spring") March is coming.

It closes at dusk, and there is no plan to stay in spring. Tears ask flowers without words, and red flies over the swing (Ouyang Xiu's Dead Hua Lian). The sorrow is endless, and the distance is like spring water (Ouyang Xiu's "Walking on the Sand"), and tears are sprinkled on tourists. I hate the spring sky (Ouyang Xiu's Picking Mulberries) rushing by.

This year's flowers are better than last year's, but it's a pity that next year's flowers will be better. (Ouyang Xiu's "Langtaosha") First sent to the spring, and then sent to the monarch.

To catch up with spring in the south of the Yangtze River, you must stay in spring (Wang Guan's "Bu Operator"), and Swift Qi Fei (Yan's "Linjiang Xian"). If you are afraid of meeting each other, it will be like a dream (Yan's "Partridge Sky"). If you go to bed late, you will never forget it. Then you will be heartless and heartbroken (Yan's Nanxiangzi) and take care of each other silently, only a thousand lines of tears (Su Shi's Jiangchengzi). From a fine point of view, it is not a young flower, but a little tear (Su Shi's Water) that makes people lonely and refuses to live. Cold branches of solitary sandbar (Su Shi's "Bu Operator") are blown by small willow cotton, and there is no fragrant grass in the world (Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua"). A broken soul is nowhere to be found (Li Chi Ngai's Walking on the Sand). Considering that only dreams come and go, I am even more afraid. The river blockage (Looking at the East of the River by Huang Tingjian) is the heaviest, and the heart is broken (Duck by Chao Yuanli). People are powerful, and Qingzun is always willing to follow (Duck by Zhao Yuanli). Thin ("Rain Ring" in Chao Yuanli) Meiying is thin, and the ice melts and the east wind changes years ("Looking at the Sea Tide" by Qin Guan). If the relationship lasts for a long time, why don't you get along with each other (Qin Guan's "Queqiao Xian") and hate you for a long time, then take a break (Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi"). There are tears on the sleeves (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan), and cardamom has old grievances. Ten-year dream is just a glimpse (Fang Ting, the man of Qin Guan). Clouds are light and the wind is light, and it rains in succession.

With laziness, Dongfeng tears (Wang Shen's Memories of Time Past) ruined his life, and only a few evenings passed (Zhao Lingzhi's Qing Ping Le). How much leisure is there? Yichuan smoke, full of wind, plum rain (He Zhu's "Jade Case") was originally planted on the grass, showing early, and the old building was new. Lying in an empty bed and listening to the rain in the south window, who picks up the lamp at night to mend clothes (He Zhu's "Partridge Sky") nostalgia, Lan Zhou urges.

Holding hands and looking at each other with tears, I cried without words (Rain Bell by Liu Yong). Affection hurts parting since ancient times, not to mention the clear autumn festival (Rain Bell by Liu Yong) has passed, which should have been a good early scene in name only. Even if the amorous feelings last for thousands of minutes, who should I tell (Liu Yong's "Lin Yuling")? I should have known it myself (Liu Yong's "Youth Tour")?

I regret that I didn't lock the carved saddle (Liu Yong's Ding Feng) in the residual light of the grass, and no one would lean on the railing and be silent. (Liu Yong's "Dead Hua Lian") The belt is getting wider and wider, and it will not go out, which makes people haggard for Iraq.

(Liu Yong's Dead Hua Lian) The fragrance is not in the core.

6. Meaningful sentences and poems

I hope you like it.

Iraqis miss you. Depression is beautiful. The setting sun reflects the rosy clouds. I hope you will come back.

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Fireworks laugh, stars fall, ethereal world, who holds hands and cherishes each other?

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Stepping on ordinary love, beautiful women are desperate.

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Like a moonlit night, like a lonely shadow.

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A thousand turns, why are you? Tears wet red pillow, lovesickness.

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Miss autumn water and blue eyes, gradually stinging my heart. Put the wine in the morning, who knows.

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For the ideal cherished in my heart, I will not regret it a thousand times.

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A leaf and a bodhi, my heart is like glass.

7. Seek a meaningful poem

First, I complained about my feelings. In the Song Dynasty, Wanli sought to seal Hou: Lu You sought to seal Hou in Wanli in the same year, and the horse guarded Liangzhou.

Now the military life of defending the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, but I don't know where I am in dreams. Dust covered the old mink fur. The Hu people are still alive, the temples are frosty in autumn, and the affectionate tears are dry.

Who could have predicted in this life that the original intention was to leave the enemy in Tianshan Mountain, but now he is destined to die of old age in Cangzhou! I recall that Pengcheng Wanli went to the border to defend Liangzhou in order to find opportunities to make contributions.

Nowadays, the military life of guarding the frontier fortress can only appear in dreams, and I don't know where I am when I wake up. Dust covered the mink of the old expedition. Hu ren has not disappeared, his temples have been frosted in autumn, and his affectionate tears have flowed in vain.

Who would have predicted in my life that I wanted to fight the enemy wholeheartedly in Tianshan Mountain, but now I am dying of old age in Cangzhou! Second, the resentment of the Tang Dynasty: Li Bai, how beautiful she is, opens the pearl window and sits deeply between the eyebrows. I only saw her tears wet her cheeks, and I don't know if she hates herself or herself.

The beauty rolled up the bead curtain and waited, sat and locked her eyebrows. I only saw her cheeks wet with tears. I don't know whether she hates others or herself.

Third, complaining about drunken makeup removal at night At the end of the Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao was drunk and removed makeup at night, and plum blossoms were inserted into the branches. Wake up after drinking, sleep in the spring, dream away.

People are quiet, the moon is whispering, and the green curtain is hanging. More time-consuming and more fragrant.

I got drunk at night, took off my makeup and fell asleep before taking off my clothes, and the branches of plum blossoms were still jumping on my bun. The rich fragrance of flowers awakened me from drunkenness, and my heart was filled with infinite melancholy.

I haven't reached my hometown yet, because the fragrance of flowers shocked my dream. The night is silent, accompanied by only the slanting moon in the sky and the green book in front of me.

what can I do? You can only rub the broken petals with your hands, smell the lingering fragrance in your hands, and then spend some time killing time. Fourth, Nian Nujiao Chun Qing Song Dynasty: Li Qingzhao was depressed in the courtyard, windy and drizzling, and the heavy door had to be closed.

Fondling willow flowers to eat cold food, all kinds of nasty weather. Writing a poem is a leisurely taste.

When you spend too much money, it's hard to get rid of a thousand worries. It was chilly in the spring for a few days upstairs, and curtains were hung on all sides, so the jade work was unintentional.

Dream Leng Xiang's new dream. Go to sleep and don't be sad. Clear dew and morning flow, new tung is introduced at the beginning, and how much spring comes.

The sky is high and the clouds are light, and the smoke is filled, but today the sun is brighter. In the depressed and deserted courtyard, it was drizzling and the gate was closed.

The beautiful flowers are about to open in spring, and the delicate willows are gradually dyed green. The Cold Food Festival is coming, and it's annoying again. Deliberating on strange rhythms and writing poems, waking up from intoxicated wine, or idling about boring emotions, don't care.

The flying geese flew by, but the words in their hearts were hard to believe. It's chilly in the spring upstairs these days, and the curtains are low.

I'm too lazy to lean on the jade railing. The brocade was cold, the fragrance was gone, and I woke up from a short dream.

This scene has made me unable to lie down, and my heart is full of worries. The new dew drops in the early morning, and the newly released tung leaves are bright green, adding a lot of thoughts about spring outing.

The sun is already high, and the morning smoke is released first. Let's see if it's another fine day today. Tell your heart where the Tang Dynasty threw people: Where did Gu Huan throw people at night? Unique voice.

The incense pavilion is covered, the eyebrows are gathered, and the moon will sink. Be patient and not look for each other? Resentment is lonely.

For my heart, for your heart, we will know each other and remember each other deeply. It's been a long night. Where have you been without me? There is no news at all.

Ge Xiang's door closed, frowning, the moon is about to sink. How can I not pursue you? I hate this lonely sleep.

Only by replacing my heart with yours will you know how deep this lovesickness is.

8. affectionate ancient poems

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The stars were bright last night, but there was a cool breeze at midnight. Our banquet is on the side of Hualou Temple and the east of the county.

Without Cai Feng's wings, it is impossible to be Qi Fei in fly with me; The heart is like a soul, and the feelings are the same.

Guessing and intrigue, wine warms the heart; This group of people came to the bet of drinking friends, and a win-lose red in candlelight.

Alas, it's time to call the roll in the morning when you hear the drums of the fifth watch; Riding to Lantai is like the wind in the wind.

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You said the meeting was empty talk, after we didn't see its trace; Wake up in the oblique moonlight upstairs and listen to Xiao Zhong Chuming.

The dream in the wound is far from being called; When I woke up, I began to write a letter.

The layering of residual jade is hazy; Musk smoked through the tulle, soft.

But what I can't reach is the magic mountain. You are over there, beyond Wanfeng.

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Lingluo of Pteris, thin; Never put off till tomorrow what you can, I chased it late into the night.

It's too late to cover up the encounter with a fan; But you drove by, speechless.

Once lonely and sleepless, I missed candles; But I haven't heard from you until the pomegranate blossoms.

Maybe you are on the bank of weeping willows, stopping to chase; How can you wait until it is sent to the southwest wind?

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There are many curtains in your carefree house, where ecstasy will last all night.

The Wushan goddess of Chu was originally a dream; Qingxi is the residence of my sister-in-law, and there is no lang here.

I am a weak lingzhi, biased by storms; I'm Lingfang, but I don't have any fragrant leaves.

Although fully aware of lovesickness, there is no good health; I am infatuated with it to the end and fall in love for life.

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It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing, and a hundred flowers are blooming.

Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.

In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song.

There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! .

Yinhe blowing sheng

Looking forward to the Milky Way blowing jade, cold and bright.

Dream about his death again, don't be scared by the girl last night.

The moon pavilion is fragrant because of the rain, and the residual candle in the wind curtain is self-frosted.

There is no need to make waves. Qin Xiao has his own feelings.

Qujiang

At ordinary times, green chariots pass by, and Kong Wen's midnight ghost laments.

Today has not returned to the whole city, and the Jade Palace still divides Yuan Bo.

When I am dead, I still remember the smell of Huating crane, and I am always worried about the crying bronze camel of the royal family.

Although eternal change of heart is broken, it is not much more than hurting spring.

Tianya-spring is at the end of the world.

The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.

There is also a locked golden toad incense burner. Cigarettes are elegantly wrapped, like pulleys in a jade pot, and the traction rope is pumped into the well water.

Wang Wei dreamed that she was a beautiful young girl. Wang Wei had a pillow dream and wrote a poem.

Never mind the flowers, even this bright flame of love, is it only ashes? .

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The sound of the shadow is pitiful, and the lotus leaf in Yaochi is just a field.

Don't look back at Shaw History, and don't look at Hongya patting her on the shoulder.

The purple phoenix gave Chu Pei a charming title, and the red scales danced wildly to pluck the strings of Hunan.

E Jun watches the boat in the middle of the night, embroidering and burning alone.

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Tanabata came first, and the curtain foil of the new house was still hanging.

The jade wheel shines on the rabbit's first life, and the iron net coral has no branches.

Stop with God in landscape teaching, and write about lovesickness on phoenix paper.

Huang Wu's biography is obviously there, but I don't know.

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It is said that the sepals of Yanmen are green, and last year it was the end of the world.

But after attending the feast like Xiaoshi, I didn't expect to peek at the palace flowers.

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The water is like a jade chain, and the next Cai Chengwei is in danger.

Red cherries contain snow, and heartbroken voices sing sunshine.

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Acacia can be helpless during the day, and Yancheng will pass by on a clear night.

I only know that spring comes sparsely, but I don't know that spring comes alone.

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At dusk, I want to go to the high-rise building alone, and the cross lovers on the stairs don't come, and the crescent moon is like a hook.

Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze.

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Hideteru high-rise building in the southeast wind, people in where will you go sing "Shizhou".

Even if Mei likes Chunshan and Chunshan likes Mei, I don't know how sad it is.

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Thick wicker covered in smoke, every branch is unwilling to leave, and thousands of branches wipe the sunset in the twilight.

Take a break and report to pedestrians, leaving half to see them off and half to welcome them back.