The golden pen pavilion is endowed, the song is fragrant, the song is tearful, the injury is intermittent, the wind is swept by the lovesick dream, about that scene, the love is this heart, the wind and clouds are chic, the love is haggard, the dream returns to tears, several times back, countless questions, countless traces in the heart, I don't understand whether the teardrop belongs to oneself, fantasy dreams, ancient words and tears. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Tears roll acacia, the heart is full of dust, drunk scenery, the heart is lost, the thoughts are thousands of painted soil, looking at the heart and soul to come and go, send a cup of heart, a tear, a cup of lovesickness a dream, wake up from the dream and look back at the tears still, but people have not been in front of them, is to return, not to look back, or the heart of the sunset, but to mention the vicissitudes of dawn, cut the curtain in the heart.

The wind blows and drums, dreams wave hands, the broken soul still guards the end of the world, that period of wind and moon rolls, there is a painting of life, simple expression, quietly wipe, touch the time of gathering, can not wipe the tears in the heart, from now on the waiting love that there is a constant, the dream in the heart that there is still an eternity, and the tears in the heart are eternally drifting under the layout of acacia, unable to see the goodbye in the distance.

A smile between the eyebrows, a tearful heart, thoughts buckle the strings, lovesick dance, waiting for intercession, what is the fragrance of the world, but the drunk soul keeps this fate, the newcomer of the ancient love section complains, how do you know that the sad song goes, the horizontal line, heart and tears, thoughts and dreams, a few people know how many people ask, when Xu Qianjia, a few people can delete their own love.

The heart is lonely, the tears are single, the heart is lightly drawn, although the brush is light, the heart is difficult to tell, the song of broken dreams, the song of gathering and scattering, the heart is broken back and forth, and the intermittent tears drip into the soil, if you choose, if you are asking, you are willing to choose the direction again, even if there is no future ending, there is no chance to say goodbye, that will bury all the teardrops in the heart, and continue to meet at that time, meet the heart that once was.

Conscience, tears, lovesickness, reading once, the heart is changing, only the time of acquaintance is eternal in the heart of the parting hook, and the remnant dream of the requiem, thin lovesickness, snatched tears, knocked on the door of the heart, painted a drunken scene, and parted in the longing and invisible world, tears with the wind, read into the rain, and confess to whom again. (Prose Reading:.) )

The voice is complaining, thinking is not lonely, the back of the laughing bridge, the cliff is cut off by the Xia, the chain mail of the peak is difficult to rise from the dream, if you ask, the heart of the question goes to the end of the world, if you find, the lovesickness of the search, if you wish, you have made a vow, in exchange for the promise of sadness now, the ending is wordless and sad, and there is no trace in the injury to promise.

South wind crossing, lovesickness bitter, sad and heart-wrenching, the words do not say that the dream is remnant, the hook is ruthless and parting, right and wrong, the mentality of love and rhetoric, the ring should wake up and describe, read the words should turn a thousand autumns, bitter and helpless, read the heart, lovesick soul, etc., the dream opened the bead curtain in front of him, swept out the tears in his heart, and did not allow anything to understand, that can promise this clear.

Heartbroken steps, dyed red dust, send the heart door, tears will never be lonely, but the heart door comes to the afterimage, the heart outside the shadow has no shore, read a scene of the embankment, see the cliff in the heart, can not find the day of thought, the sunset, the dream did not come with the moon, read with the tears, look at the rest of the sea, the heart of the single love, love, no induction, the heart listens, no happy words.

Looking at the time scene, watching the shadow of the heart, listening to the thoughts and dreams, sending to gather and disperse, leaving the heartache, walking sadly, sketching and crying, washing out the sad words, around the broken hook and chain mail, the traces of farewell, sent into the heart, cut through the thoughts, with the evening scene, but can not let the night in the heart come to the eyes to change, with the dawn, but can not let the departure of lovesickness, accompanied by the person in the mind.

There is a lack of fate in my heart, there are tears in my mind, I draw my thoughts, I depict the remnants of my dreams, I repair my heart, I am sad, I am happy, I am singing, I am holding the strings of progress, in exchange for the desolation at this time, the withered vines have reappeared, the lovesickness is difficult to repeat, I recognize the words in the dream, look back at the tears in front of me, the heart is the tears and the heart is hurt, and the traces are the songs outside the songs.

Under the sun, acacia chasing, tears with the wind, how much truth is in love, how many feelings are in tears, reading from parting, vow sad song, promise to be crippled in a dream, lovesick quotations, tears script, parting wind and moon old, tears out of the coming and going and a twilight dynasty, outside the strings, who knows, the pavilion people are lonely but go, the rain tears in front of the eyes.

Lost tears, won lovesickness, responded to the shadow, acted ruthlessly, if the heart is there, the dream is still there, the long-lasting lovesickness intermittent tears, write life casually, thoughts cross, non-stop, write long fu in the wind and moon hook, the poem is not frightened, the words are not moved, the ancient road acacia quicksand, sadness to go to sadness, acacia cup to pick tears, drunk sadness and sadness.

The wind knocks on the tears to dissipate, the tears are solid, who complains, where does the sadness go, the poignant remnants of the people, the sound in the ears does not follow the sunset, the appointment in the heart does not come with the dawn, there is spring and autumn in the mind, how to choose the face outside the tears, the thoughts fade the tears, knock the face, and the fall is the time of the sunset.

Floating cloud dreams, remnant tears, the heart goes to the sound of superimposed thoughts, the years are ruthless and the heart is summer, the tears go to the dream soul and the sad cliff, the time does not collect the lovesickness, the place does not count the tears, the dream is long, the tears are swinging, the heart is fluttering with the wind, the heart is broken, the wind and the moon spectrum, the sky road, squandering the dusk, cutting the dawn short, never seeing the late in the heart, never parting with the early thought.

Say goodbye, wrap your lovesickness with tears, stack dreams with your thoughts, make an appointment with your heart, return you to this life I love you, although the love is bitter, I drink alone, although the tears are salty, I don't contain, wash the lovesickness, dye all the faces, sprinkle on the side of the sky, that cliff, heartbeat blessings, lovesickness and peace, tears play the song in the mind, send the happiness in the heart.

I have talked about tears and dances, I have laid out lovesick dreams, I have met my heart, I have sent tears and blessings, I have said a confession that I can't hear, I am in the morning, I have no heart in the evening, I have changed in my thoughts, I have tears in the ink pen, I have painted poignant sadness, I have perceived the heart marks of creation, adjusted the rhyme of frequency, and I can't read the regression of reunion.

Red dust a lamp, all things embroidery, peony flowers have morning and evening, people come to scatter and gather lovesickness, there is no shadow in the painting in the heart of the dream, there are tears in the words that are difficult to change, the wind has no direction, but with a heart, tears do not know, there is a heart to make music for you, I don't know, there are words for you to sing, dreams do not know, sometimes for you to be disabled, I don't know, I don't know, I don't have the heart to understand for you.

Dressing up and looking back at dreams, the heart follows the wind, about not meeting, thinking indefinitely, tears have a course, ticking sad drawings, but it is difficult to add words in the heart, although the painting is painted with heart, but there is no heart, although people use words to describe, but it is difficult to let the heart understand each other's hearts, if you ask, the heart asks first, if you cry, lovesick tears, people do not arrive when the tears float first.

The heart pushes the tears and pushes the dream, the thoughts paint the scene with the wind, the tear penumbra carves the heart floating, the shadow is not tearful when the person is crying, the love is the heart, the thought is far away, there is no fate around him, the tears are accompanied by the face, the ancient acquaintance is now hateful, the song is broken and the dream is dancing in the spring and autumn, when the tears are gone, there is no tears and there is an appointment, the warmth has the traces of the heart, the cold has the past sadness, this picture-in-picture, comes to happiness, expresses sadness.