For people, the saddest thing is to get through the relationship.

Since the autumn frost, the night is dashing.

If it is said that there is nothing wrong with it, and there is no fault in saying it, then it is a little cold when you feel that the window is cold, just like the passing of the year in March.

Autumn is not self-sad, people are sad; If the geese are not returned, the people will return them.

The moon, the round is floating, and the squire is sinking. Therefore, the three glimpses go back and forth, and the four walls of heaven and earth are all in order, which is a full-term moon. If it is reasonable, it will be self-comprehensible. However, if a person thinks about the old person, his feelings are like a well, and he looks at him in a hurry, and when he says goodbye, it is actually three years of life.

Love, the fate of the beginning and the end, the will of God.

Three years ago......

Heaven wants to seek the same fate and yearn for it, the love is deep and true, you and I live up to the quiet years. And in this life, Rong Ma Xiao sang a long song, and once thought that he had no chance with love.

Who knows, sailing in 30,000 miles, climbing the road straight to Qingyun Road! The battle greetings and rejoices, passing through Penghu Liutang, five miles downstream, through the grain and grass and the next day. The moonset is dyed, and the sunset is white. The name of this place is Peach Blossom Pro, whose three-point love river is drunk?

That person is like a ray of light and shadow outside the floating world, condensed and slender, and the sunset is incomprehensible. Looking forward to the flow of time, I am afraid that I am drunk on the past and present life of time.

Dressed in plain cloth and light clothes, I fainted in the long years of the willow pond.

Like the wings of colorful butterflies, you can fly to the clear sky.

You look at that and smile, and it is glorious in an instant.

In this world, only when the two are happy can they see the stars from their eyebrows.

That person, if he allowed me to live a lifetime, would live up to his affection.

In this world, love lingers warmly, so there are more than seven generations, and there is no love in the heart, how can I be gracious!

Three years of life, three lives obsession!

The war will be reported, and it will be done as a last resort. Turbid tears wave on the shore of Penghu Lake, now the willows are no more, the autumn wind curtain, the side of the surging river. I yearn for the world to gallop, and I am a man who goes to the battlefield in British clothes, but I am also flesh and blood, and I can't escape the love of my children after all.

A white horse, half of the world is closed.

Stepping on a white horse and traveling thousands of miles, climbing several rocks on the reef repeatedly, crossing the high waves, wading through the quagmire three thousand, I searched all over the world of the earth, but did not see the figure of love.

I panicked! I don't know why! Have you stayed awake for several nights, waiting for your return? The moon is full and the moon is missing, three years have passed, east of the river, west of the river. This parting, I didn't see each other for three lives. After the years of tossing and turning in the past life, will you wait for me to hold you in the place where I will settle in this life?

The world is big, but the feelings are hard to break.

I'm not a hero, so I can't pass the beauty pass.

A love hurts a lifetime.

Xiao Muru On this autumn night, the cold wind blew half the sky. Do you know that the fall of autumn is indifferent to prosperity? Leave time in vain, and be sad here.

A prosperous dream is just like a thousand years!

There is love in the heart, and he is the one who floats in the dust irreproducibly.

This dimmed the beauty of autumn, how do you know, the sky? Not envious.

Lang Si Bai Ma Xi went to the boundless, and the Yi people were independent, haggard and red-faced, crushing the galaxy.

There is no way to go west, I started from the west and went all the way to the north. The remote range Xuhui is in the halberd, and the dream is dyed for seven years. If the heavens are merciful, they will raise the boundless sails of the end of the world at the cape! However, I have a thousand words to say, but I don't have Yiren to stand by my side.

If you ask, what is the relationship between fate and passing years?

Only when you are drunk can you know that your heart is empty and full, and only when you are deep can you know that you are full of emptiness.

Edge, the beginning of heaven and earth, goes around it. All things are spirits, if you have love, how can the heavens not know?

However, God knows how much is silent, and the earth has not heard for thousands of years.

Life, however, is always a mixture of joy and sorrow, which is said to have been the road of the passing years, long and long without the road, the way, is also the fate.

I have no regrets about this, I only feel that there is no Shilang in the passing years, the white horse sent you to the west and marched, and there are more than tens of thousands of fields. Origin and extinction are not burdened by the destiny of human beings. You see, this moon and stars are vast in the sky, and if you don't appreciate it, it will also shine on its own. The passing years are the result of Fanghua, and time is the longevity of the years. I get it. Take advantage of the autumn to sweep away the rest of your life, sip the wine in the cup, raise your head, and never ask about the water.

A cup of respect for heaven and earth, a cup of respect for the years, a cup of respect for the third reincarnation of the autumn moon, in the blink of an eye, a lifetime has been half!

A cup of dreams, a cup of love, a cup, a glass of autumn leaves, in an instant, love and hate have been free!

Memories are a suffocating thing. The more we try to escape, the deeper we fall......

Can you see that there is only one goose that flies by?

He Yan?

An autumn goose, walking alone.

When the spring sun is shining, how can there be autumn geese in the spring and autumn? This goose seems to be different from the return of all ways. Arrogant by nature but not crazy, so alone, intended to find a place to return when the breeze flirts a little.

The gentleman just compares himself to the autumn goose, how do you know that the autumn goose does not like the autumn scene? This spring is warm but not sultry, but there is no just right amount of enchantment.

The four seasons, I am afraid that it is the light and shadow of the lonely goose.

The autumn geese don't pity the spring, then, when do you want to return? Xu Chaoyang is a little young, and he is in the twilight of autumn.

The delicate lotus horn is birao, and the rain falls in front of the banana pavilion. Mu Rongluan's words are sheng and yin, drunk is spring silk and other autumn flirtaties, just like the spring and autumn intentions.

The picture is inseparable, and the wood is rotten and the mountain sheath is roaring. In the barren sandy land of Xilang, on the 7749th day, the war was fought for the country, and it was fortunate to return with the momentum, and it was also regarded as having the face to face the monarch and the people.

Gentleman, if someone disturbs your heart, will you leave her to cross your heart?

Even if the sky is dry and the earth is dry, the years are shallow, the years are not favorable, and the time is not pity? If I say that she has been frozen in the long river of my annual rings at the moment I first met her, I crossed her across the other side of my life, and the autumn geese have returned in spring, can you believe it?

The two love each other, and the feelings in each other's hearts are more in one thought.

Under the sun of the breeze caressing the willows, Xiao Lou looked at Xiaolou in front of the building, and I was also lucky, just like the drunken side of Penghu, the words of the frank slope, there was no stop.

This willow is playing in the wind and water, and the geese on the shore fall to the flocks.

The fall of Nanyang is not lonely, and it is a beautiful woman standing in the pond sky.

The beauty of the three lives and other kings, how can the red dust be wrapped in the dreams of fools. There is no river and a dragon outside the plug, and the shore is happy to meet Lang and love species.

The wind rose, and Liu Sao frowned. I'm afraid that Jiangnan is good, and there is love outside the plug, and the trenches are roaring.

It's not a knot of no fate.

The destiny of heaven is the first thing.

If you both go together and make a decision, you should do it?

The Penghu forest is deep and does not see the light, but there is no lack of precious wood and yang fruits, and the lake is bottomless, but there is no lack of golden scales to swim.

The names are all outside the body, and the love word is the head.

You see me standing on the shore, the sun and the sunset, which is the most the end of the world?

The sun is not flattering, the sunset is not lazy, one flat and one is light, and the shore is flush.

True is true, is the truest.