The face of the world, the fairy in the painting, the end of the forest, the cinnabar eyebrows, the world chess, the situation is linked, go to hell, accompany you to fall into the Yellow Spring, the troubled times, the first war is famous, the world is unparalleled, the world is upside down, the prosperity is exhausted, the smoke in the clouds, the Chinese abandonment, the envy of the world.

In the past, there was a beautiful woman Gongsun, and a sword dance moved in all directions. The flowers do not leave a trace, and they are separated from the easy road for one person.

The heavy sword has no edge, and the great skill is not worked; the light sword swims the dragon, and the dragon is like a hidden dragon. Do your best to make a small decision, and the spear guards the soul of the Tang Dynasty alone.

In addition to the triple snow of the king's body, he is only willing to be with the mountains and rivers of Zizhen. The needles and nails are ten fingers, and the rainstorm is flying upside down.

Why not be afraid of the loss of the three souls and the seven spirits, and return me to the Holy Fire Maniac of the Ming Sect. The sky is only for the king, and the love Gu is deeply planted for one person.

There is no ups and downs in the heart of the marrow, and the I Ching gives up biochemical Shura. Drunk and lying in the rivers and lakes, Mo smiled, and he still smelled the fragrance of chivalrous bones when he died.

Zixia is angry and calms the mountains and rivers, and the sword is too void to turn into chaos. The iron prison law ordered the three armies, and the arrogance and blood fought in all directions.

The poison is used to control the worm Gu, and the sound of the sky is used to attract the butterflies. Shocking feathers chase after their lives and take their souls, and Tianluo hides the killing machine by trickery.

If I was destined to be a lonely widow, how could I ever meet you, even if I turned things around, I would like to make green silk with you and make flower tea at dusk.

If I have a bad fate, how can I ever meet you, even if I kill the world, I want to paint with you in the morning song, and pick the leaves at dusk.

If I don't have a fate, how can I ever meet you, even if I fight against the gods and Buddhas, I want to be with you to enjoy the flowers and the red glow.

When my long hair reaches my waist, you should return to the sword with your sword. Dugu nine swords came out, shocking the world and thundered. I laugh at the years and sit and watch the dust be quiet.

The world is still noisy, and the mountains and rivers are foggy. A thought of the sword broke through thousands of miles, and the universe in the palm of his hand disappeared. Wait for Ru Qing Silk to be straight, smiling and lying in the red dust.

Cleanse the dust and noise of my life, and the border war is far away. The world is full of troubles, but he is afraid of blood-stained robes, so he only smiles when he looks at his face.

Fate is so confusing, such a reversal, such a reversal, such a change of position unconsciously...... Therefore, it will make people persistent, obsessive, and people will struggle, resist, and try to get rid of the tricks of fate, but ...... This struggle and resistance are like moths to a fire, and it must not be the moth that can be reborn in the fire in the end, but the phoenix that is willing to fall in the fire and not die.

The heart is as quiet as water, the ambition is as strong as a rock, silently guarding the changes of the stars and the moon, and the ambition is put into the sun and the moon.

It is not easy to walk thousands of miles in a day, and it is difficult to walk 800 miles in a night. Therefore,

"Tianxingjian, the gentleman is unremitting in self-improvement, and the terrain is kun, and the gentleman is virtuous. "Virtue is the foundation of people, learning, and the benefits of scholars.

Self-improvement and virtue, a gentleman's great sect. Therefore, as a gentleman, he should serve people with excellent learning, be proud of his ambitions, endure hardships and strong people, and be a high-tech person.

Self-improvement and unremitting virtue, virtue to carry things, is also a great success. Apricot Wan is red, rain plantain, cloth Weng, shepherd boy blowing sheng, Qing Xiao song, swaying sound, sighing bitterly, fate is not fate, love is tied to the red rope, old dreams are longitudinal, only afraid of sleepless nights, twilight lonely city, wind gradually sinking, several layers of leaves, thin shadow of the lamp, green shirt empty, lonely moon cold, dry pond residual lotus, pen and ink fade, who owes this life, floating dust drunk burial moon under the oath.

The book of a thousand years is written, and the mottled annual rings are written. Recording a few inches of time, looking for your soul for thousands of years, subverting the world.

I'm still searching for your reincarnated soul. Dreaming back to a thousand years, the secluded monuments, the beautiful flowers on the picture scroll, the mottled shadows of the trees do not know the depth, who is calling?

Through the millennium, Lang Lang Qiankun, the red rope on the wrist is tightly tied, the fate of fate does not know the depth, who is chasing?

Infatuated for thousands of years, deep affection, the jade buckle on the green silk locks the heart, and the sorrow that disturbs sleep does not know the depth, who is keeping it?

Looking back on the millennium, the distant years, the oath on the old monument is vague, and the memories of the past do not know the depth, who is waiting?

When I laughed at the city, I was alone, who was a piece of poetry, laughing at youth, too cruel; when I rode a horse and galloped, and then I was alone, who messed with my heart, poured my whole life, for one person; when I was a companion of Hongchen, and then I was alone in the empty city, who was drunk and hateful, sighed, and was easy to float and sink; when I was young and true, I was trapped by love, who had gray hair roots, because of fate, I was too cautious; when the flowers fell without a trace, and then the flowers were buried and the tears ran, who rode a horse to go on the expedition, this kiss became eternal.

[Qin] a touch of a pluck, ten fingers play fairy sound, a song is prosperous. [Chess] one general and one handsome, Chu River kills the Han world, and a game determines the country.

[book] one horizontal and one vertical, with a stroke of the pen to produce flowers, a word to write out the gray home. 【Painting】One depiction and one painting, Danqing shapes life, and one painting outlines eight horses.

[poem] a sigh and a song, a long ode to heaven and earth, a sentimental thought. 【Wine】A drunk drink, drunk in a wine glass, a drop soaked in heroic gall.

【Tea】One floats and one sinks, the bay leaves sprout new sprouts, and a cup of bowls turns the dust flowers. It wasn't until I grew up that I gradually understood that in fact, life is like jumping on the grid, jumping step by step, step by step, even if you win and it is over, you will still return to the original point in the end.

In short, you can't escape this orderly lattice, just as you can't escape this bright and clear universe. I have been waiting for you for a hundred years, but you have said that your lover is ready to be married.

I will explore which jade fan is for you, but you say that three taels of sandalwood are only him. I refuse the beautiful peach blossoms for you, but you say that the wind and willows are all over the world.

I will put the line on the line for you for seven months, but you say that the seven-inch red line will not trap him. I am silent in the world for you, but you say that the peace of the nine cities is the king.

I have nothing to say for you, but you have said that you have already observed it for ten years. I will find a few layers of snow clothes for you, but you will say a hundred exquisite jade seals.

Before entering the mountain gate, he is a guest, and he follows the clouds and waves with the mud; who is the body when he enters the mountain gate?

The same sun and moon, but different moods, my wish is to be a faceless person, come here to ask my own face.

Whether I can recognize the true face of Fo Guang Mountain, I dare not say, but I am really thinking and rejoicing, only because I am in this mountain.

The ensemble of piano and flute, a lingering and shocking song and a beautiful legend...... You want to go into hell and become king, I want to give up Wang Yao to protect you!

Who is the one who has gone against the fate of impermanence? The sky is broken, the red hair is flying, who is amazing to the people in the world?

Where you are, is where my heart belongs. The phoenix rebels against the world, travels the world with a sword in one hand, and is gentle and affectionate with the other.

If I don't stain the blood, I will control the rivers and lakes, dominate the martial arts, and let everyone scold me for the world.

Unstained jade, I am killed, evil spirits are haunted, let everyone scold me for being a madman and deceive the world, who knows that I only seek the art of rebirth, and talk about the flowering period with you.

Don't stain the scorching flowers, I dance the king's heart, the power is overpowered, let everyone scold me for the reincarnation of the demon concubine, who knows that I only seek a paradise and get along with you.

Don't dye white clothes, I move chess, thousands of troops, let everyone scold me for ghosts and troubled times, who knows that I only want peace and prosperity, and you with the hand of your son.