From now on

From now on, the sunset will reflect you in the afterglow and make you even more beautiful.

The Great River goes east, and it will carry you to farther and more romantic places.

Please pour out your past tears and pain on the river,

That ballad of love can erase all your sorrows.

From now on, the rainbow after the rain will bless you with your body, and may your life be rich and colorful.

The stars are shining, and it will look at you, hoping that you will go to a better and happier place.

Please pin your past joys and ideals to the clouds,

The gradually fading starry sky can engrave all your voices and smiles.

From now on, the tree is no longer a tree,

The protection of silence for thousands of years will finally be broken by the prince riding a white horse.

From now on, poetry is no longer poetry,

The rhetoric of the gorgeous I will eventually be crushed by the new life and pale and powerless.

From now on, the strings that have been broken by you will slowly be reforged,

Although it can no longer make a gut-wrenching sound.

From now on, the sea of ice that melts because of you will slowly condense,

Although it can no longer make soft waves.

From now on, I will still be me, and you will no longer be you,

From now on, love is still love, and you are still you.

From now on, that imaginary mirage collapsed,

From now on, that sleeping paradise will fall apart.

There is one less ridiculous self-inflicted affection in the years of the world,

In the vicissitudes of the world, there is a soul that accompanies you to old age.

I hope that the last youth is dedicated to you, love and pain overlap,

Only you cherish it, from now on.

Explain the phrases "I am still me, you are no longer you" and "Love is still love, you are still you". It means that I am still so lonely, but you already have a partner, I still love you, and you still don't love me. Then the following words are easy to understand, the so-called human years have one less self-inflicted affection means that I have given up pursuing you, and one more soul that accompanies you to old age means that my spirit is still with you.

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Wangqiu

The autumn wind dissipates the past, and the past shakes and falls.

Don't say goodbye in the rain, indifferent and unfeeling.

A thousand words are silent, and tears welled up in my eyes.

The warbler whispers in the phantom bubble, and the rainbow dream turns empty.

I want to ask the Emperor of Heaven to laugh at it, and sneer at the three thunders to hurt my body.

In this life, I regret the past and the past, and there is nowhere to find flowers in the polar night.

The good scenery of the mountains and rivers is already sad, and the light is not in Kyushu and does not enter the sea.

The delusion stops at Huangquan Road, because it is an obsession with Xiaoling.

If it is a lonely wolf of the king, this drink snow and cold blood and walk cold.

At the end of the twenty years, looking back, the red dust finally withered.

The fate is full of people, and the world does not like indifferent people.

He shouldn't know each other when he meets every day, how can mortals solve the catastrophe immortals?

Notes: The autumn wind is gone, just like the past, and all the good things of the past have fallen, like the remnants of the sun. I was drenched in these falling remnants of the rain, and saw the back of her leaving (generally referring to former friends, why is it next to the female character, I will not explain here, I need to know my personal experience to understand), she did not say goodbye, nor did she look back at me, and her indifferent appearance was not as sentimental as me.

I had a thousand words, but they were all silent in the wind, a tidal wave of sadness welling up in my heart, and my eyes were full of despair. The laughter and laughter have passed away, turned into bubbles, like a colorful dream, and it is empty when you wake up. I wanted to ask the Emperor to get my lost smile back, and he sneered and sent down three thunderbolts to me, which made me feel even more painful.

I was at a loss, I didn't know if I should regret what I had done, I might regret the acquaintance, and I regretted hating myself for having so many emotions, and my spiritual world seemed to be like a day when I would never see the light of day.

No matter how beautiful the scenery is, it is a river of sadness in my eyes, just like the light that can shine all over Kyushu and cannot penetrate deep into the sea.

I wanted to stop on Huangquan Road, which meant that I didn't want to cross the Nai He Bridge and drink Meng Po soup and forget about the past, because my obsession (stupid) was so strong that it had already penetrated the Lingxiao Palace.

If you want to become a king, you have to be like a lone wolf, and if you want to move forward, your blood must be as cold as snow, and you can't have feelings. refers to the fact that although he is as lonely as a lone wolf, he still has ridiculous feelings, and he is destined not to be a king but a defeated dog. I've spent twenty years in despair, looking back at the beautiful things like flowers that will eventually wither.

The fate of sentient beings is troubled at the beginning, and it is not easy for everyone, and it also means that I became like this because of sentient beings, that is, the surrounding environment, but only ordinary people who are indifferent to fame and fortune are not liked by the world, and a person has no desires and desires, then he can only be ordinary, and there are too few people who can like him, and they may not be able to find a partner, referring to their exclusion.

On the surface, it is a kind of contempt and looks down on the arrogance of others, but in fact it is an expression of sorrow for social phenomena, and the so-called feelings of non-contact are fading, and the so-called classmates are just strangers who are slightly familiar, so it is better to never know each other. But others may not feel this sad feeling at all, so they laugh at themselves as an outlier.

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Delusion

Throwing a bottle of glass and throwing dreams to death, spilling wine in the sky and roaring the sky.

Half-clear and half-turbid, staggering, holding Xiao spinning and blowing thoughts.

There are gods in the world, and the flowing skirt and flying sleeves dance in the golden hall.

I don't like Hongyanjun to be angry, and he waved his arms to send troops to degrade the mortal dust.

Under the moon, the thunder and the dragon fell, and the clouds were full of showers.

In the fog, I watched the mist collide with the edge of the smoke, and when I looked up, I suddenly saw the fairy.

The Holy Radiance does not hide the hell, and the heart reunites with the lonely soul.

I felt that I was already invisible, and I was lonely and didn't know where to go.

There is no hope to shine on the road ahead, what is the shimmering light to warm my eyes.

The glacier does not change the cold for 10,000 years, but it wants to melt back when it is warm.

If there is no smile in life, the duckweed will also be vicissitudes in an instant.

Ask who will bear the burden of the night?

Notes: I threw away the wine glass, which means that I threw away the drunken life and dreams (in the face of the cruel reality), the wine spilled in the air, and I looked up to the sky and roared, venting the resentment and sorrow in my heart. In a state of half chaos and half wakefulness, I staggered forward in my dreams, holding the bamboo Xiao spin (there is a body rotation and Xiao spinning) and blowing up your thoughts. Legend has it that there are thirty-three heavenly palaces in the world, where flowing skirts and flying sleeves (referring to fairies) dance in the golden hall.

It's just that the Jade Emperor was tired of seeing fairies, and in an accidental anger, he ordered the heavenly soldiers to demote all the fairies to the mortal world. Under the sky of the sun and the moon, there seemed to be a thunder and a dragon falling, dark clouds filled the sky, and there were heavy rains. I bumped into the smoke edge (describing the ethereal fate, grabbing it and scattering) in the haze (looking at the mist in the fog means seeing the confusion in the confusion, referring to the daze), and when I raised my head, I suddenly saw a fairy.

Although she was reduced to mortality, her holy splendor was not concealed in the slightest, and it shone up in my desperate state of mind, and my dead heart beat at once, and my scattered soul was instantly reunited. When I came back to my senses, the fairy was no longer there, and I panicked, and suddenly felt empty, and I didn't know where I was.

Since there is no hope to light the way ahead of me (meaning that fairies cannot stay with me forever), why should I warm my vision with this moment of light (meaning that this moment of light may make me reborn but it will make me miserable, it is better than never appearing). The glacier will not be cold for thousands of years, and when you encounter a trace of warmth, you can't wait to melt your whole body to repay it (ironically, such a character and conduct is stupid and boring).

If I can find that fading light again, even if it is only an inch, then even if I am born without a smile, I am willing. Such a life is undoubtedly as tragic and gloomy as a wandering duckweed, and you can feel the vicissitudes of life at the moment you intercept it.

I asked the night who would carry the endless sea of the abyss of the curtain (meaning that I asked the night how I should carry the weight of yours?, the night stared at me, and I saw a curtain in its eyes, in the curtain of the hole was the abyss, and in the abyss was the endless sea, it wanted me to turn into the sea, so as to contain the night).

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silly

This dog should eat the moon in the clouds, but Chang'e is in the cold.

Even though there is no difference between immortals and mortals, people and dogs are always between masters and servants.

The rose still has a desperate thorn, and it is so beautiful that people chase after it.

It is not true that those who are in pain are not real, and tourists raise their arms to come.

The rain falls silently, and the proud grass is evergreen and I don't know the ground.

Thousands of feet of flounder into the sea, actually in love with the winged bird.

Who it originally meant to be free, how could it be loyal and wait for the stone to wither.

If the dream of the Red Mansion is sad and happy, why are the twin flowers afraid of death?

Note: This dog was supposed to eat the moon, but he thought that Chang'e was living in the Guanghan Palace, so he vomited it every time he ate the moon. Even though there is no difference between immortals, it means that the Roaring Sky Dog and Chang'e are both immortals, but the relationship between humans and dogs has always been that of master and servant, and different races, even if they love each other, they cannot be together.

Roses still have hurtful thorns, but because of their beauty, they still attract countless people to chase them. However, this is not to say that being able to endure the pain of the rose thorn is the true destiny of the rose, and one tourist did not participate in the chase, nor did he hold the rose to feel the pain of the thorn, he just raised an outstretched arm, the rose, referring to the rose, and it flew to the palm of his hand itself.

The rain fell only with a sound of dripping, it would not say that it came from heaven, and the proud grass would remain green but it did not know that it was the earth that was taking its claims. It means that someone loves you deeply, but you can't see what he has done for you, and you don't know how much pain he has endured for you.

The flounder can enter the sea for thousands of feet, and there are so many animals in the sea, but it just likes the winged bird in the sky. Originally, it was impossible for one to be in the sea and the other in the sky, and the winged bird also had a companion, which can be described as despair in despair. Who knows that the flounder likes to be free? But it has no choice but to fall in love with the flounder, and waits stupidly for the day when the sea will rot, (meaning that it hopes to go to the mainland and get closer to the flounder), so it becomes a symbol of love and fidelity (self-made).

If I dream of a scene like the Red Chamber, (referring to a tragedy similar to the Dream of the Red Chamber), then although it is sad, there is also joy, which means that I would rather love each other than be together than the pain of lovesickness, and I only hope for what I once had, and I do not desire the final result, which is also gratifying enough. How can twin flowers be afraid of death? They grow together, compete for nutrients in the soil together, even if the end is death, are they afraid? The meaning is to give me a vigorous love, even if it is dead, what does it matter?

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Only dreams groan

Write the world, and a thought gives birth to all feelings.

Ten thousand words, wordless gathering flowers.

The shadow of the flowers shines on the sky, and the nine heavens are shocking.

The frightening flood does not enlighten, and the morning light is broken.

The dream is beautiful, and the person in the mirror is not aware.

I didn't feel the tears, and my beautiful face was like leaning on the side.

The side tilt is illusory, and there is no reason for sorrow.

Since the wind is exhausted, April falls and flutters.

Note: I picked up the pen and wrote a world, and there were thousands of emotions wandering through my mind in a single thought. These emotions turned into a thousand words, but I couldn't say a word, they condensed into a flower shadow in my eyes, and it turned out that the world I wrote about was her.

This flower shadow illuminates the sky, and it is as unforgettable as a thrilling flood above the nine heavens. It's a pity that this thriller didn't shine forever like the morning star, and in the early hours of the morning, she disappeared with the dream. Although she was gone, I still hadn't forgotten her beauty, and I looked at myself in the mirror and found that I still hadn't woken up, still immersed in dreams.

Before I knew it, tears were falling from my eyes, and I wished she was still leaning on me, but it was all in vain. I feel sad, I don't know why, I can't say why, but I just feel sad. This sadness dissipated with the wind, and it was snowing heavily in April. (Refers to my own inner world, which means that I hope that I will be free from sadness, but every time I think that sadness is gone, it turns into a greater sadness and is hidden deep in my world)