2, in an instant, the face has passed away.
3. Time flies, and the moment is beautiful.
Hà Thu is still here, but she has lost all her youth.
5, beauty is old, instant happiness.
6, Fanghua is like running water, and the dream is also smoky.
7, Fanghua wasted, but a song in the world of mortals.
8, the world of mortals is dead, and the diamond mirror is also empty.
9. Although Huayou has passed away, it has been a long time.
10, soul in the wind, shadow in the fog, youth buried in the rain.
1 1, I didn't expect it only took half a day, and I sighed.
12, love is like a bay of quicksand, which has cooled my fingers.
13, what I have missed is actually the true youth.
14, a curtain of mood, dancing for a short time, staying in Fanghua.
15, how many seasons of youth are crushed in endless blooming flowers?
16, gazing at the place, flowers falling under the bridge, grass sad, old dreams gone!
17, the years are not old, and the heart is always there; Friendship is priceless, and happiness will accompany you all your life.
18, the vicissitudes of life, ups and downs, how much youth has become a dream, how much tenderness has gone with the flow.
19, the scholar is crazy, how can he talk and laugh with his daughter for a long time, who will give up his beauty and plain face?
20. The silence wet by the past is only a moment of youth, leaving a blank. have
2 1, seasonal wind and frost, how many young people get old, and how many young people become indifferent.
22, the language of the heart, looking for a quiet, swaying for a lifetime, looking for beauty in the world of mortals.
23. Every time the yellow leaves fall, even if the beauty grows old, the youth of the past remains undiminished.
24. Lonely youth is the initial youth. At the end of time, the fallen flowers in dreams are punctured.
25. Flowers fall in bloom, and the moon falls in the stream. Whose beauty has time precipitated? Whose thoughts have been accumulated for so many years?
26. If life is just like the first time, why is the autumn wind painting a fan sad, which will be beautiful for a moment, but it will only be a sigh? ......
27, leaning on one shoulder, speechless, quietly enjoying this moment of youth. May time last forever and engrave the bluestone road.
28. As time goes on step by step, the sideburns turn gray and cover up the short and grand youth.
29. Those who have been to the scenery have forgotten whose romantic life and whose youth life has been dyed red with ink.
30. Snow covers the heart. Since one world has become another, it is full of beauty and smoke.
3 1, sunset, what devoured Fanghua? I can't touch the sunny days of the past, only memories are scattered on the paper.
32, floating life is still a dream, the moment of youth is not like water flowing, falling flowers into graves, people are drunk alone, who can solve troubles?
33. The meaning of living is not to have much wealth, but to have an instant discharge and sacrifice for Fanghua.
34. Spring has gone and returned. In an instant, the youth has gone with the wind, and the half-life pain has entered the bone marrow. Occasionally shed tears but forgot who to miss!
35, the moon is full of the West Building, looking at the fence, the wind is blowing the flowers, if you have a dream, it is difficult to wake up sad!
36. Looking back on the past years, time quietly passed by, beautiful and old, instantly youthful.
37. Years are like flowers, blooming faintly and quietly. fragrance all the way and fragrance all the way are elegant all the way.
38. The most beautiful female flower, from budding to withering, is only a moment's fragrance, and from spitting green to falling leaves, it is only a whole summer.
39. You are the tenderness of my last life, and the fragrance of youth wafts in the moonlight, which warms my life.
40. In the world of mortals, people are easily separated. How many young flowers have passed away, and the warm dreams scattered in the fleeting time have finally dispersed with the wind.
4 1. Life is just an opportunity to bloom. Some people know that a season is full of flowers. No one understands that a place is pouring …
42. The flowers on the other side are as prosperous as brocade, and the years are full of cardamom. As time goes by, people get old, and they are stained with frost in a blink of an eye, but they are light and beautiful.
43. When you are young, don't waste your time. Do you remember a girl who warmed you up in a certain month? ...
44. In Xu Lai, a cool breeze blows gently, and raindrops, like an emotion, wander in the poet's pen and finally bloom brilliantly.
45, not persistent gorgeous, not frost cold river, only in ordinary fireworks, accompanied by half an acre of flower fields through the four seasons, through Fanghua.
46. The seasonal wind blew through the abrupt branches, dried the once green, and spilled the gibberish at the fingertips, which was a beautiful dust that danced.
47. After the youth, it is withered; Lead washing is pure; When the feast is over, it will be quiet; Prosperity is followed by return; Or have nothing to say after deep love.
48. In an instant, fireworks can easily get cold. I cherish the memory of this bustling place and this world. Cooking wine is tasteless and compassionate. Whoever waves a wolf has thin and cold eyebrows.
49. There were several easterly winds and several flying flowers; Cherry used to be red, and banana turned green again. The beauty is old, instantly youthful, and the dream is true.
50. Once upon a time, I looked back countless times and looked back at the beauty of the past. However, when youth is drifting away, I can only recall the lost youth in the dim back.
5 1, one day, you can wash away the lead, match your life with the words of passers-by, tell the story of the world of mortals and sing the songs of vicissitudes.
When I feel deeply, I can't help asking myself, why did I meet you? Why give me a beautiful dream, but let it wither at the most beautiful time?
53. My 3,000 hair is floating in the wind, and plain clothes is fluttering and graceful. In the vicissitudes of the reincarnation years, may it always be a blue and white smoke swaying on your clear waves.
54. Walk out of the dusk of youth, the youth far away from poverty, leaving memories engraved on the title page and listening to stories. How can I get old if you don't come!
55, the moonlight is like a dream, and the fragrance is full of sleeves. Looking back on the railing, the whole city is dancing gracefully. Know the east wind when you are idle, and be young and faint when you are young.
56. The stars in the sky reveal youth. How many people reached out to grab it, but finally found that it seemed close at hand, but it was out of reach.
57. In this life, I would like to use words for admiration, weave words for petticoats, polish my inkstone, show my true feelings, be full of tenderness, let my pen and ink fly and dance to the best of my beauty.
58, the world is full of dust, I always believe that there will be such a person, passing by in the sea of people, since then, it has become my youth in the moonlight, just blooming for me.
59. Looking back on the past, my thoughts are deep and deep. I stare deeply. A curtain of dreams, moonlight swaying all over the ground, plain clothes, covered in gauze, walking in youth, waving a fragrant plain roll lightly.
60. Youth is fleeting and the past is like smoke. Holding a cup of dust, I want to say something to the stars and moons at night, but I don't say anything. I just look at the distance silently and wait quietly.
6 1, like a fleeting time, the journey for a period of time is empty, interspersed with the agility that has spread to the heart of the sea, and along the thread of fate, the inscriptions on this road are clearly combed.
62. Have a cup of fragrant tea, play a flute, watch the years, pity bloom and Ren Fanghua, who are gentle, full of ink, and the years are lightly dyed.
63. As time goes by, flowers are blooming and flowing, walking in the time of a flower. In an instant, there are many good things and many regrets in life.
64. There are several bright stars scattered in the distance. I don't know if it has drifted into my heart, guiding the dark hope and putting youth on the other side of happiness!
65. A curtain of dreams hides the laziness of youth and beauty. Comfortable communication alienated you and me. Cherishing after prosperity always seems so late, and experience may be a compulsory course for maturity.
66. In the moment of youth, will you and I still go to the wedding in the silent turn of time and space, spend a full moon together, set each other off in colorful colors, gently shake the faint fragrance, and play the harp together.
67. I promised myself a future. I will be good at dancing with long sleeves and smiling all my life. I will bloom alone and turn around the world of mortals. In an instant, I will spin exquisite embroidery thread between my sleeves and sing a legend of a thousand years.
68. It is said that you are full of peach blossoms, and the flow of years is just a moment of youthful dew. Singing in a low voice, watching the world of mortals alone in a dangerous building, for whom, I would like to pour the world and travel hand in hand with * * *.
69.* Sitting in the driveway of time, time flows at your fingertips like running water. Looking back suddenly, gossip scattered youth. The amorous feelings of that moment stirred my heart, and I was lost on the other side.
70. A touch of purples in the years decorated the Spring and Autumn Period. The streamer of fireworks shattered the moment of youth. Misty rain and red dust, who disturbed the old dreams of youth; When the dust settles, who will tell the feelings of parting?
7 1, time is like water, years are like poetry, walking in a bloom time; Sightseeing in a painting, wandering in a piece of music, full of ink, full of laughter, moonlight like a dream, intoxicated by the breeze, blooming instantly.
72. If you were a lotus, I would cherish it. When you are out of the water for three minutes, when you are plain, when you are graceful, be a romantic lotus picker and pick your youthful beauty with my tenderest touch.
73. Under the moon, the curtain shadow of the west window shed countless tears, talking about lingering and sighing, but afraid to look back. The song of leaking sand drips into youth and runs through the red dust of dreams. Who knows the change, who asks sadly.
74. Along the way, how many landscapes are worth nostalgia, and how much time has been lost to waiting, no matter how much time I spent practicing, I still passed by with fate. Come as dew, go as electricity. After all, it is a moment of youth.
75. At that time, the axis was neither fast nor slow, and the picture of the years spread out indifferently. The fleeting sigh of youth evokes every sentimental year, and those ordinary fireworks are slowly interpreted with the wheel of time.
76. A finger of quicksand can't piece together cold and warm. Looking back on Deng Qing's case, Fanghua got her tenderness, leaving a blank. It's just that Dan Qing sprinkled on the edge of the ancient road, feeling how many lives have passed away, and how many distant and careless waters are clear.
77. Time flies like running water, walking quietly in the glory of the years, letting bloom fall, elegant rhyme feet gently floating into the poem, full of fragrance; Drunk in the fleeting time, walking on the road of life, quietly meditating, blooming all beautiful flowers, clouds, leisurely!
78. Memories of the past are like the wind, with a light smile and a sigh. After the noise and silence, invite a breeze to indulge in the pen, shed a dream-like experience, and stranded memories at the moment of pause, leaving this tenderness alone.
79. As long as a woman is calm and elegant, as long as she has a kind and pure heart, as long as she has a gentle bow and blooms in the most beautiful posture in the white years, then even if beauty is fleeting and youth is gone, she is still a flower favored by thousands of things.
80. The fleeting time has blown away the past, and has already buried the joys, youthful dreams, romantic sorrows, tears-stained words, how many sleepless months have been wet and how many vicissitudes have been experienced. A flowing dream, drifting away, why linger passers-by into sorrow.
8 1, I think, in this life, I will never learn duckweed again, and I will be safe in shallow water. I want to learn from the lotus, send my pure feelings to the banks of the clouds and rivers, stay away from the noise of the world of mortals, enjoy loneliness and faint happiness, and let the youth of my life dance leisurely among the blooming flowers.
82. Let those past thoughts stretch, circulate and dry under the blue sky and white clouds, and scatter around the world with dust. Life is a play, you can't get too involved. The world is changeable, and glitz is just a passing cloud. Gathering and parting is just a thought; Gains and losses are only fleeting, a moment, just a moment of youth.
83. You blew away the rhythm of youth, and the flowers in the coming year dyed you all sad. I exchanged a youthful finger for your half-life glass, and you gave me up easily with a corner of a country. In the days to come, who will wait for you until the twilight is cool and your hair is like frost? Just to let you see the future alone?
84. At that moment in bloom, laughter and laughter were never drowned in the lush spring, the summer when cicadas burst, the autumn when leaves quietly fell, and the winter when snow covered. The blood of youth, ambition, pursuit of dreams and indifference to failure have never left footprints in those years.
85. I have been to Luoshui and Songyu, tang style, just to make a life-and-death agreement with you in your previous life. It seems unreal, but it's real. The peach blossom ferry in my dream is as inseparable as the piano. When I miss you, I miss a branch of youth, turn it into the beauty of youth, charm you, and sink into endless memories of you step by step.
86, the world is infatuated, this hate has nothing to do with romantic. If possible, let me be the Zhu Shazhi on your chest and keep warm with you. Accompany the world. If possible, let me be your most charming butterfly skirt and dance for you. If possible, please accompany me to have a love in the depths of the world of mortals. I will be weathered all my life, and I won't complain about leaving.
87. Suddenly, it rained all night, and before I could concentrate, Fanghua faded. The cold wind and rain are all Daiyu's sadness inside and outside, and the residual flowers suddenly splashed some mud. It's so cool that I can't help frowning but take it to heart. Come in a hurry, go in a hurry, come in an overwhelming way, and go to a prosperous time.
88. The distance I miss seems to have disappeared silently. Who knows how many dreams were left in that miniature of turning around? Fanghua rides the sun and the moon, and the years are like water. Complaining is always too late to elaborate, too late to recover, but we have drifted on the river bed of time involuntarily, flowing to every moment in the future …
89. Time has nourished Fanghua, and her strong destiny cannot be reversed. That nostalgic glance, passing by in a hurry, provoked a lifetime of lingering. The dust of the floating world will eventually bury the dull and fleeting time and secretly love to precipitate in the deep sea of the world. Remember, that heavy door is locked and opened for you. Just this life, I can't promise you, a person for a lifetime.
90. There is a dream in the world of mortals, the years are blurred, gossip is embarrassing, and youth is instantly broken, just to have a hug and imprison emotional clothes; Beauty flicked her fingers in her old age, dispersed her fragrance, shed tears like blood, and was infatuated with the fleeting time; Rouge is stained with ash, flowers are buried in the soul, and the sword is broken and proud; Love has a Qian Qian knot, and it will become a paper crane. Who should I send my ideas to?
9 1, light sunshine, clear water wood. Entanglement in the world of mortals, Qingyun Road, the vast journey of passers-by, chasing the footsteps of wandering in the wind and rain to stop. A youthful song ended and a journey began. All the thin pictures, in the chaotic years, from now on, marriage is misty, shouldering an irresistible mission, swaying in the swamp of life.
92. Fanghua lingered for a long time, looking at the long road in memory, too many strange languages to express the most complete expression. Every time I walk between the lines, I hide a tear of time. In the face of the aging of the years, I keep repeating the meeting and parting in the story. Meeting is a gathering, and parting is a bit complicated.
93. Fanghua Station, wandering interpretation. Thoughts are entangled in the body. Gradually, the plot of some paragraphs was too late to be deleted. Has been driven into the growth of defeat and escape. Some words, purely melodramatic structures, have become the lines of life, and some things, purely imaginary and similar images, have been interpreted as the youth of life.
94. When I signed the contract in my last life, I suddenly looked back for a hundred years. I forgot the river bank and lost my eyes in a wanton marriage. Your love, like quicksand, chilled my fingers. I paint with tears in my eyes, and I will pour out my heart for you in my next life. At that time, would you like to exchange your land for my world? The rest of the time I will sit alone in the meditation room for you, meditate on my piety and wait for your answer!
95, the world of mortals ferry, destroyed several times. Let bygones be bygones, books will last forever. A piece of mountain water meets a bosom friend, which warms many people's hearts and makes Liang Zhu sad and beautiful. As soon as I met the fate of my life, I warmed the world of mortals and wrote down the fate of three lives. A love that consumes everything, I am waiting for you. I'm waiting for you to walk through Qianshan to see my past life, my present life and my career.
96. When I look back, I can't compare my sadness and happiness with a smile, the dream I whispered, the pity on my pillow, and Xuan Si in the moonlight. That wonderful song, which has been handed down to this day, broke my thoughts in my arms. It's beautiful. That blooming sea of flowers, heroic youth, has made a poem that has been carefully read for a lifetime. It is so elegant. But such a touching dream, in the casual flash of fragments, has a ray of sadness that is difficult to swing away.
97. Three thousand green lights ancient Buddha, water is flowing. After listening to the morning bell and the evening drum for several nights in Qian Fan, I walked in the world of mortals among the six divisions of the wheel of karma and thought about it. Whispering pious wooden fish knocking at the door, what is there to say? Sighing beauty is easy to adapt, walking in a dusty and bleak body and mind is unbearable, lonely and beautiful. Don't dream of disturbing the quiet, far away in Fanghua, too many tears and worries rush thousands of miles in the long river of years, and I don't know the way home.
98. Everything in the world will be prosperous and life will be as light as water. Transcendental, when the world is in time, in the dull, in the busy life, just facing the day, facing the ethereal beauty of youth, the world whispers with fear. That shining light, when its wings fly, will eventually stop, return to calm, and lightly untie the shackles you have given yourself. Only in this way can you listen here, smell the flowers, meditate and cherish the heavy meaning of bamboo around you.
99. The breath of the world squirms on the face, leaving some dim light spots to brew, pushing open the dusty windows, opening the shackles of the soul, letting the sunshine gently pull and gently wiping a ray of cool plain clothes. Can those past flowers be buried in your heart, can sadness filter the sand of memory, let fireworks fall to the ground and kiss carefully? Borrow a bustling fireworks, gorgeous pen, in order to retain memories.
100, singing loneliness softly, bringing a bunch of begonia with the wind, and the fleeting time is fleeting in the dream of edelweiss. Clouds fall in Yun Qi, and the seasons rotate. Youth disappears quietly in the moment of youth. When I was a child, those ignorant dreams, pure dreams, unsmiling expectations and stupid obsessions have all become the past. I cried, and it hurt and hurt, because I loved. Laughed, paid and persisted, because I cherished it. Love is deep because you can't get it. Dreams are beautiful because they can't be round.
10 1, smiling like water, desolate and mottled sadness, just because of the sunshine in winter, elegance is quicksand, and pallor is a period of time, but in winter, I like to stretch out my slim hands in the sun and watch the faint sunshine dancing at my fingertips with a little warmth, so that mottled colors can decorate this bleak season. Where is the moment of youth?