Lu Yan shook his head and said, "You don't have a word of nonsense. ”

Zhou Xuan smiled faintly: "Maybe." ”

In an instant, it is like quicksand at the fingertips. Brilliant fireworks can't be cut after all. The body has not risen and thought of regression, and the success should be recalled. Just because of the first master Ding Ning, the stars fell in the autumn wind and five zhang plains.

"Hey, I just didn't expect that I, Lu Yan, would have become a victim who didn't know anything, if I hadn't had this martial arts, but now I didn't know how I died, it's sad and lamentable!" Lu Yan sighed, not as vigorous as usual.

Tall and elegant figure. The clothes were of fine ice-blue silk, and the snow-white* edges embroidered with elegant bamboo leaf patterns and the mutton fat jade hairpin on his head complemented each other. cleverly sets off the extraordinary figure of a gorgeous nobleman. The smile is quite a bit of a merry boy. But yes, a wry smile. The chin is slightly raised, and in the middle of the apricot-shaped eyes, the galaxy is brilliantly bright. He wore an inky satin robe with silver openwork hibiscus trim exposed. He wears a jade belt around his waist and holds an ivory folding fan. In the garden outside the bar, the hibiscus moon is enchanting, and the light red new stamen is bright as if it is about to summon back to spring. But in my heart, it is even colder than the winter at this time.

Use my three fireworks, in exchange for your life.

I am young, and I am disappointed.

The long street is long, the fireworks are numerous, you pick up the lights and look back,

The short pavilion is short, the red dust is rolling, and I sigh again.

In the end, who broke the string, the flower fell on the shoulder, and I was in a trance

How many red faces, how many lovesickness breaks, only the blood-stained ink fragrance is left to cry and mess with the grave.

The vast land is broken with a sword, where the prosperity is singing. Leaning on the clouds to hide my loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

Let him be turbid in everything, and reincarnate for you with a smile.

Send you a song, don't ask the end of the song to gather and disperse.

Who burns the smoke and scatters the vertical and horizontal bonds.

Listen to the broken strings, break the three thousand obsessions. Falling flowers are annihilated, and the wind ripples are annihilated. If the flower is pitiful, it falls on whose fingertips.

The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king.

Whoever forgets each other first, the country is the homeland. Ling Ling refused to play, and his shadow was shocked.

In the past, there was a tall building with a song and a night string, and there were dancing sleeves for the city and the country.

When the floating flowers and waves are exhausted, accompany the monarch and be alone.

Once the spring goes to the old face, the flowers fall and the people die without knowing.

The still water flows deeply, the vicissitudes of life are singing, and the three lives are cloudy and sunny, and the joys and sorrows are separated.

The lights are shining and the stars are shining, the voices are incomprehensible, and the songs are not endless.

Like a beautiful flower, like a flowing year, you can go back to the past, but you can't go back to the beginning.

This time I left you, it was the wind, the rain, the night, you smiled, I waved my hand, and a lonely road stretched out at both ends.

The sky is not old, and the love is indescribable. The heart is like a double wire net, and there are thousands of knots in it.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

Ten years of life and death, without thinking, unforgettable, thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to talk about desolation.

Butterflies are very beautiful, after all, butterflies can't fly in the sea.

Fenghua is a finger of quicksand, and old age is a period of time.

Mountains and rivers arch their hands and smile for you.

A few sighs, a few lifetimes of joy and sorrow, ridiculous, my life is up to me.

After the passing years, I returned to the waterside to watch the fireworks bloom and the full moon bloomed.

The fog cleared, I woke up from the dream, and I finally saw the truth, which was the silence of a thousand sails.

Fate gathers and scatters fate like water, carrying thousands of dust, just for a sentence, waiting for the next meeting.

Look at the heavens, the earth, the sun and the moon, silent and silent, the green mountains and rivers, the generations stretch, just like in my heart, you have never left, and you have never changed. That's it, the mountains and rivers will never meet.

If you don't look back, why don't you forget. If there is no fate, why swear. Today's all kinds are like water without a trace. Tomorrow and night, you are no longer strange.

The heart is slightly moving, but the love is far away, things are not, people are not, everything is not, and the past cannot be chased.

Maybe it's the marriage of the previous life, maybe it's the fate of the next life, and seeing each other in this life will only add a fruitless grievance.

One year old and one year, one day without another, autumn and autumn, one generation urges one generation to get together and one to part, one happy and one sad, one couch and one body to sleep, a lifetime of a dream to find a partner to meet, he will know each other for a while, blow for a while, sing for a while.

Always born in an inadvertent year. Look back at the other side. Even though I found that the situation was long.

There is a kind of forbearance that is actually a hidden power, and there is a kind of silence that is actually a shocking confession.

Only because of the feeling of Jun a review, it makes me think about Jun Chao and Dusk.

Raise a glass and get drunk alone, drink the snow, and be dazed for another year.

Turning around, a wisp of cold incense is far away, the snow is deep, and the smile is shallow. In the next life, you will cross me, can you?

A flower is a world, a leaf is a pursuit. A song and a sigh, a lifetime for one person.

Whoever responds to whom's robbery has become someone's obsession.

If you are wild, I will accompany you with wine in this life.

If life is only as it is at first sight, it is only ordinary.

There is a tiger in the heart, sniffing the rose. After the feast, tears flowed down his face.

After killing Dongfang Yingming, he didn't have any pleasure of revenge, but he just felt that killing someone seemed to be more painful than being killed.

I was young, drowned three thousand and drank a scoop, and found one person for the rest of my life, and stayed together until I was old.

I hold myself young, ignorant and ignorant of others laughing, all right and wrong, who says.

I hold myself young, and I only wish that spring will disturb, endure the cold winter months, and provoke plantains.

I hold myself young, recklessly act every dynasty, and stay until the day of the white head, and the evening breeze is bleak.

I was young, and I also picked white lotus to cross the five bridges, and the mud was not stained, and I was lonely.

I was young, and I walked all over the mountains to find my friends, but my fate was full of troubles and the road was steep.

I am young, flute and dance music, who knows that my heart is lonely, and loneliness is inevitable.

I hold myself young, laugh and throw the passing years ruthlessly, and the young are not there, don't be anxious and impatient.

I hold myself young, kill all injustices, how can there be right or wrong, and I am impetuous.

I hold myself young, waiting for the answer of fate, walking on the Taiping Road, what do I want in this life?

The heroic poems made Lu Yan no longer find life, originally he thought that his life had lost his father, and Yunqing, although he didn't know where she was, it was just a flash in the pan, but it was unforgettable for a lifetime. Looking up to the sky and smiling to express my thoughts, I dare to ask about the injustice of the world. Drowning three thousand and drinking a scoop, ignorant and ignorant others laugh. I only wish that spring will come to disturb me, and I will act recklessly for every dynasty. I also picked white lotus to cross the five bridges, and walked all over the mountains to find bosom friends. Laughing ruthlessly throws away the passing years, holding gossip and enjoying it! The pen falls into a storm, and the poem becomes a crying ghost and god.

The story is re-enacted to tell different grievances,

Back to the end, the trajectory of the wheel of fate has not changed,

Raise the yellow sand in the sky,

Falling under the firmament,

Ten thousand years of time have worn away the edge and killed,

Devoted to the care of this life,

Carved with a painting on the stone wall,

Like a moment of submersion,

Reincarnation erases the mind and leaves only a thousand words,

In this ancient vicissitudes of chaos in the world,

The story is re-enacted to tell different grievances,

Back to the end, the trajectory of the wheel of fate has not changed,

One step at a time, one step at a time,

One step to the end, one thought to the beginning!!!

Isn't it a lie, Lu Yan's pain is only known to him. But he didn't blame Yunqing, life is like this, how can he be born?

A bridge is called Naihe, a river is called Lechuan, and the Yiren are still on the bank of the Sansheng Stone. I am willing to accompany you to get drunk and laugh 3,000 times, and do not complain about leaving the dead; Memory, beauty is like jade, sword is like a rainbow, shattering the void; It's a pity, Feihong is sad every word, it's hard to think about it, he laughs and drinks Meng Po soup, she doesn't tear up the tears! and the rain, smoke and rain, the same sorrow in heaven and earth. If there is an afterlife, for the king of the city, this love, who understands! Year after year, before the flower and under the moon, a fragrant wine. The water falls on the red lotus, and only the jade chime is heard, but this situation is still the same. Life in the world is like a white horse over the knee, suddenly. However, I live a long life, but I can remember every word you say.

Just as Lu Yan thought at the beginning, life is a long road, there is no right or wrong in life, maybe you are right to this person, wrong to that person, in their eyes, you are a person with a different personality, how to measure, are you a good person or a bad person? Are you right or wrong? Maybe until you die, you can't find the answer in this world. Then it doesn't matter if it's right or wrong, just be yourself.

Graceful pen and ink, dust in the backyard. The sky is light and cloudy, and it does not wander. 3,000 miles of rivers and mountains, but also 40 years of Penglai. Green silk dyes cream, mirrors are deep and colorful. I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to the flowers and the night singing all the nightmares, singing the prosperity, and singing the way of all the memories.

Whoever takes my hand and takes me into madness for half my life, and who kisses my eyes and covers me for half my life.

Who, caress my face, comforts me for half a lifetime of sorrow, who, with my heart, melts the frost of half my life;

Who, hold me by the shoulders, drive me to silence all my life? Who, call my heart, cover my life.

Whoever forsakes me, and leaves me alone for the rest of my life, and who can understand my will, so that I have no regrets in this life;

Who can help my arm, unparalleled for thousands of years; who can pour my heart, every inch of land is just like nothing;

Who, can bury me, laugh at the vain world, and my heart is crazy.

After a false scene, Lu Yan's eyes regained their luster again, and he thought in his heart that he couldn't keep it in the world.