What is like? Like is her hidden thoughts, the casual glance out of the corner of her eye, the secrets she carefully treasures, there are many, many more.

And you, always the person in her dreams, close but untouchable, unreachable but beating in the warmest place.

And these are always inexplicable and unclear, but they are really in the blood. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, and see Yi in a hurry all the time.

The heart is longing, the spirit is hazy, only because of lovesickness. Half a lifetime has passed, and it is about the same. Washing the heart and changing the face is not about the rivers and the world.

If we join hands, we are willing to work together to accompany the twilight and the morning bell. Riding the waves on the seaside forgot to return, sent willow green, and welcomed pink.

The falling flowers are intentionally ruthless, like a cold star on the edge of the moon. I had a heart for the bright moon, but the moon let me drift away.

The time of reincarnation, the years of hesitation. All that remains, an indelible imprint from the depths of the soul. Dusty memories, only a lonely shadow under the moon, a phantom in a dream, a phantom in tears, sad!

The person I like, he has a bright smile, gentle eyebrows, his eyes seem to be filled with the summer night sky, he can come later, but he will not be absent from my life, my life.

We are all silent, the past has swallowed us, reality has paralyzed us, we are all hoarded in this cold corner, resting on our laurels, no one will be the forerunner, take that step forward, break this transparent and hard ice.

The flowers bloom for ten miles, the only person to watch, drunk dreams of red dust, and the flowers bloom and float. The wind is falling by the flowers, the pieces are red, my heart is still there, and the flowers are also regretted.

Qianmo path, at this time, the flowers are fluttering, and the flowers are also dying. Listening to the language of flowers, I don't know the meaning of flowers, there is no other love, and the fragrance of flowers is also tears.

Flowers are in full bloom, all have love, all love the flowers, don't forget the flowers in the flowers. After walking through the streets and alleys, seeing the warmth and coldness of people, and getting tired of listening to sweet words, I found that in the world, everything is not static.

In the same city, we walk on the same street, but it is no longer the same as before, in the same place, the people around us are no longer the same partners, and the same food can no longer taste the same taste....... After the baptism of time, we have all changed, become lonely, lonely, and calm...... Invite the old man of the moon to marry, in front of the emperor of Qiongdian.

The red rope maintains the attachment, and the magpie dances the gauze curtain. She and I, walking in the world, are united. At that wedding, the moment they looked at each other, true love was speechless.

Poetry is only for whom? The ends of the earth are willing to follow. But the people of Deyi care about it, and they will return to the clouds on a moonlit night.

This is a backmountain person, and he occasionally does a front guest. Drunken dance through the pavilion half a book, sitting in the well said that the sky is wide. Dazhi drama fame, sea bucket blessings and misfortunes.

When it comes to shyness in the bag, he angrily points to the mistake. One side of heaven and earth, two rituals of the first birth of the fixed image, three of all things, four refutation of the Qiankun pattern, five elements of gossip, six lines of prediction of blessings and misfortunes, seven stars of the Beidou, eight characters of the compass life, nine heavens of gods and Buddhas, the ten directions of the world of good and evil.

Taiji gives birth to two yi, two yi gives birth to four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip turns to Qiankun, Qiankun and six ways, six paths and eight wildernesses; yin and yang become two fishes, two fish turn four elephants, four elephants give birth to gossip, gossip turns to Qiankun, Qiankun and six paths, eight wildernesses and six paths.

See in the poem, appear in the words, who is the flashy dream for? It is difficult to see each other, it is also difficult to say goodbye, and who is the eternal hatred?

The sun and the moon are long, the universe is chaotic, and the Ming Dynasty is the king of the sky!

The moon shadow flowers move to spring and are warm, and the color of fragrant flowers is all over the world. The sky is clear and clear, the sun and the moon are bright, and the Qiankun Kyushu spectrum is economical.

The light and shadow of Yuhu Lake should be purple, and the red plum is scorched and clothed in snow. The fame of the vulgar is dusty and earthy, and the country has been talking about the chapter for thousands of years.

has never been poor and difficult to become an adult, and has not been beaten to innocence. Since ancient times, heroes have come out of purgatory, and they have never been rich and noble.

Drunk and dreaming of death, who is angry, Tuoma spear will determine the future. Waving thousands of miles of mountains and rivers is in the establishment of fame and prestige to descendants.

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.