Do you remember where we met, Ruyun Beauty asked, of course I remember, I met at the temple fair, Zheng Zifu said, yes, yes, Beauty Ruyun said, "Ask the world, what is love, and teach life and death?"

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Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have said: Stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, who does the shadow go to?

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.

The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.

The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.

Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu. ”

Every time I read this poem "Touching the Fish, Yanqiu Ci", I can't control my emotions inexplicably, my heart is aching faintly, and I ...... crying. Encounters are always caught off guard, but they feel beautiful. Parting is always premeditated and sad. Walking all the way, too much beauty has become the past, all the thoughts have turned into a leisurely melancholy shattered in the heart, no matter how to pay, no matter how hard to try, the end can not be saved, love the past, but suffer from sadness.

After passing through the thorns and going through the wind and rain, no blood marks are left under the soles of anyone's feet; seven emotions and six desires are entangled in love and hate, and whose tears do not cover their left eye, but their right eye flows together.

A parting song breaks the heart, and a parting word is desolate. It's too hard to forget you, it's too late to love you: it's too hard to want you, it's too late for the flowers to bloom. Looking back, love has come to an end. Thousands of concerns, thousands of feelings, thousands of loves, melted into a single thought. Constant missing, soft and thick whispers, with lovesick tears dissolved in the pen and ink. I have already imprinted your face in my eyes and hidden it in my heart, like an idiot, like a drunk, like a reality, like an illusion, remembering it is the deepest pain in my heart, and remembering it is the greatest happiness in this life. If there were no 500 times of looking back in the past life, would there be no gorgeous passing in this life, would there not be the most beautiful heart-to-heart encounter in this life, there would not be the songs and laughter of the past, and there would be no infatuation and hope in the present life, such as life, such as death.

You are at the end of the sky, I am at the corner of the sea, in the middle of the water, and the veins are silent. But do you know? Looking at the autumn water, crying and breaking the soft intestines, who will be full of smoke and sand in the city? Crazy thoughts, broken thoughts, who will keep the crazy thoughts into a lonely sea? Life is deep and shallow, time is old and old, many past events have already been scarred in the vicissitudes of life, sad paintings, painting endless thoughts of a lifetime. A prosperous life and a lonely life, a meeting a dream. If the flowers bloom and cherish each other, the flowers will not be separated. Not everyone who meets can know each other, not everyone who knows each other can know each other, and not everyone who knows each other can carry the hand of the son and grow old with the son.

Walked by, passed by, and finally passed each other. Miss the flower season, miss the rainy season, and in the end, we miss each other. Loved, loved, liked, said good and never gave up, but in the end it was just a child's play. I have been hurt, sad, hurt, and finally I cried to the end of the world. I thought about it, I thought about it, I worried about it, and in the end, I just looked at the autumn water.

Looking back at the twilight, that love, that love, that love, as if it had been a thousand years. One turn, two worlds.

A person guards a city, a heart guards an obsession, after the city is beaten by the wind and rain, the heart is eroded beyond recognition by the wind and rain, gradually, I have learned to support, learn to endure, learn to tolerate, learn to profound. I looked down on the warmth and coldness of human feelings, saw through the rolling red dust, saw through love and hatred, comprehended joys, sorrows, sorrows, and sorrows, looked down on the fate of the fate of the people, and got used to the coming and going of people. Zheng Zifu said: A person guards the sunrise and sunset, watches the tide rise and fall, eats a porridge and a meal, tastes a tea and a water, sings a song and a song, and sings a poem. Gradually, I feel that one year is older, one day is not the same, autumn and autumn, one generation urges another, one gathering and one parting, one thought and one sorrow, one joy and one sadness, one laugh and one madness, one cry and one broken bowel, one bed and one body lying, and one dream for a lifetime. Let the sky laugh at me stupidly, let Mingyue laugh at me crazy, I miss and break my intestines, one finger of quicksand warms my intestines, kiss with the breeze, wander with the bright moon, get drunk with the flowers, and dance with the snow.

I love you, all the time. However, we have always been in deep love, but the fate is shallow, even if we look through the autumn water and cry the end of the world, we can never interlock our fingers. Let's live a life of love without a relationship.

Life has given me love as a last resort, then, I only have shallow love, deep hiding. Many things, not necessarily to have are happiness. To have a feeling that makes me miss, that makes my heart move, that makes me think of it, that I can't help but smile, and I am moved to tears, and that is also a kind of wordless happiness. Cherish, every opportunity to get close to the sun, let the beautiful encounter become a fate that cannot be ignored in life. Shallow encounter, deep knowledge, faint like, gentle love, is also a kind of beauty!

There is a fate to meet, but there is no chance to get together, and there is a privilege to know each other, but there is no luck to rely on each other.

The years are silent, but you and I are far away. Only leave their own worlds, take care of each other without saying a word, only leave their faces gradually haggard in the years, and only leave their infatuated thoughts in the vicissitudes of life.

A song from the song, drunk lovesickness no one to rely on; a thought of lovesickness, cheeks with tears and tears.

Thinking of you at the end of the world, like being intoxicated, thinking of you at the cape, like crying......

I went through all the sadness, and the saddest thing was that you weren't at the end. I go through all the despair, and the most desperate thing is that you are still at the beginning. If you can't allow me to be fragrant for the rest of your life, please hurt me to the extreme. The beautiful woman said, 'I just believe in love, and I am poisoned by love.'

If love is a river and lake, there is no way out if you get involved, if you love a poppy, you will be poisoned if you fall in love.

When I met you, I slowly fell under the poison of your beauty and willingly was captured by you. In this way, I fell into the Gu of your floral fragrance and attached you deeply.

Love is to drink to quench thirst, but there is that moth that fights the fire, and there is no hesitation.

The lantern fence is my morning and twilight, in the dead of night, there is a thousand-year-old fox crying for?

Love is deeper than you, and pain is deeper than yours. Love is more true than you, I can't get your heart, but my love for you is the truest. Suddenly, I remembered the days and the you. Your smile is so beautiful, those once beautiful moments will slowly grow old with time, and all the happy and happy memories will accompany me through spring, summer, autumn and winter until I am old...... Zheng Zifu said, the temple fair, the temple fair, is really a wonderful date, it is better to call it [wonderful meeting], from then on, in this world, there is such a kind of love, so that love can not speak, there is such a love, before speaking, it will cry silently, there is such a love, without speaking, tears have become a river......

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