In front of a deep, dark, deserted narrow cave, scattered scattered with fragments of rags of robes, although a long time has passed, the traces of the fight left here are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found from a haystack that Liu Wanfeng used before his death and was abandoned after his death, and Xiao Yan was forcefully inserted into the soil in front of the grave. In front of a deep, dark, deserted narrow cave, scattered scattered with fragments of rags of robes, although a long time has passed, the traces of the fight left here are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's okay not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a thunderbolt in the clear sky from a haystack again, and the sad voice suddenly sprinkled his clothes.

Qingying went with the wind, and the old tears were frequently bloody.

Tears trickle into the sun, and the autumn wind is low in the twilight.

Where is the soul of the moon shadow in the third watch, and the dream of thousands of miles of clouds and sky is difficult.

He sighed and was speechless, pitiful and far away.

The world did not carry a golden sword, and the sky was the first to ascend the jasper horse.

The bright moon and breeze are nostalgic, and the remnants of the poems are left with rhyme.

The wind blows cold rain and flies to the clouds, and the tears and frost enter the snow stream.

The moon sets, the wind is dim and dark, and the flowers fly and the rain at night is sad.

It's hard to help but cry when you're sad, and you only feel the pain coming.

I want to be empty, and I want to listen to poetry and rhyme.

Acacia has since been based on the bright moon, and the tears and rain are sad songs as elegy.

2018-05-122

2 other answers

Poems in memory of the death of a friend

Mood sentence of a friend's death

A seven-word poem in memory of a deceased friend

A classic ancient poem to mourn the deceased

The poems of the ancients mourning their friends

Ancient poems to mourn the early death of a friend

Verses of the eulogy for the death of a friend

Verses in memory of a friend who just passed away

Verses in memory of a friend who has just died

Buddhist expressions of mourning for the deceased

The ancients mourned the poems of their friends

An ancient word to mourn the deceased mother

Mourning couplets, mourning couplets, mourning mothers, nine-character couplets, and a selection of couplets to mourn mothers

Swipe up to learn more

In front of a deep, dark, deserted narrow cave, scattered scattered with fragments of rags of robes, although a long time has passed, the traces of the fight left here are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found from a haystack that Liu Wanfeng used before his death and was abandoned after his death, and Xiao Yan was forcefully inserted into the soil in front of the grave. In front of a deep, dark, deserted narrow cave, scattered scattered with fragments of rags of robes, although a long time has passed, the traces of the fight left here are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's good not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a deep darkness in front of a deserted narrow cave from a haystack, scattered with broken pieces of cloth of robes, although it has been a long time, but the traces of fighting left everywhere are still clearly visible.

A crooked dwarf tree, most of which had been cut off by the sword qi, and the sparse crown of the tree fell obliquely to the side, as if it had withered to death, but at the broken stump, tender green sprouts had already emerged in twos and threes.

Trees die and regenerate, people die, but they really die.

Xiao Qi and the others searched separately, and soon found a broken skeleton in a remote corner, the flesh and blood on it had been eaten by birds and beasts, and even the bones were pitted and scattered all over the ground, and it was difficult to piece together the whole corpse.

Xiao Yan and Qi Zehui glanced at each other, and they both saw helplessness and sadness in each other's eyes, and they didn't say much at the moment, so they had to search left and right, wanting to get together Liu Wanfeng's corpse as much as possible.

But it's okay not to look for it, after looking for it, Qi Zehui actually found a thunderbolt in the clear sky from a haystack again, and the sad voice suddenly sprinkled his clothes.

Qingying went with the wind, and the old tears were frequently bloody.

Tears trickle into the sun, and the autumn wind is low in the twilight.

Where is the soul of the moon shadow in the third watch, and the dream of thousands of miles of clouds and sky is difficult.

He sighed and was speechless, pitiful and far away.

The world did not carry a golden sword, and the sky was the first to ascend the jasper horse.

The bright moon and breeze are nostalgic, and the remnants of the poems are left with rhyme.

The wind blows cold rain and flies to the clouds, and the tears and frost enter the snow stream.

The moon sets, the wind is dim and dark, and the flowers fly and the rain at night is sad.

It's hard to help but cry when you're sad, and you only feel the pain coming.

I want to be empty, and I want to listen to poetry and rhyme.

Acacia has since been based on the bright moon, and the tears and rain are sad songs as elegy.

2018-05-122

2 other answers

Poems in memory of the death of a friend

Mood sentence of a friend's death

A seven-word poem in memory of a deceased friend

A classic ancient poem to mourn the deceased

The poems of the ancients mourning their friends

Ancient poems to mourn the early death of a friend

Verses of the eulogy for the death of a friend

Verses in memory of a friend who just passed away

Verses in memory of a friend who has just died

Buddhist expressions of mourning for the deceased

The ancients mourned the poems of their friends

An ancient word to mourn the deceased mother

Mourning couplets, mourning couplets, mourning mothers, nine-character couplets, and a selection of couplets to mourn mothers

Swipe up to learn more