Pick up the needle and thread you left behind and slowly pick up the broken kite. I still remember that this needle mended my old shirt, silk thread, or lingering love between you and me, just like this silk thread, tears kept falling down.
Some hate is like a circle of grievances, which can't be settled.
Appreciation: Looking at the expanding territory, counting the graves of soldiers in front of the tent, who is fighting for whom on the way to death? Jin Xiao last night, tonight's drum music, wind and rain, who died for whom? The halberd is divided into two ends, and the sword and gun are silent. Flowers fall one after another. ...
This hate is like a circle, you have no end, I no way back. After the smoke, the pennants can't sleep, and the silent drums are just pain, and there is no place to end. When is revenge? Who knows, where to?
How much blood will you pay just to fulfill a long-cherished wish?
Appreciation: Recalling the seventh year, in front of my house, you promised me that I would never change in this life, and I was lonely and sleepless for you. You can't tell whether you and I are together in the air, and my love remains the same, just for the unchanging promise of this life. This kind of emotional sadness, like a kite, is hard to break and consistent.
I still remember my promise, which is a long-cherished wish, but I will go after all, because I can't love you, and I will always regret it. I just don't know how much blood I have to pay for this long-cherished wish. The enemy is too strong for our family to resist. For the peace you promised, I tried to do it and said that I was helpless. For this reason, my love will never change!
Advice when most needed is least heeded, a self-deceiving lie.
Appreciation: the blood of soldiers, the unchanging face of this world, is just a promise. Success, Chishui River, flags and drums, sound and tears. Tao is loyal, but for whom? When the sea smiles, the whole country is better than Mochow.
Keep your love in mind. It is self-deception to say that you are loyal.
Some feelings go back to suffer, and the moonlight turns into dusk.
Appreciation: Once upon a time, who said to whom,' I will stay for a few years and you won't come back. It's hard for women to feel this way. Ignore the flowers and worry about the rain. At this time, it's hard to forget that you were born. "
Looking at the moon between the windows, the ring is like jade, and the circle is round. Or for a while, look up and wait, the month is self-contained. The sorrow of monarch and love seems to be the same. There is a little hug in the circle. Lonely smoke straight, covered with flags, tears streaming down her face. ...
Some enemies are silent and turn snow into swords.
Appreciation: deputy general, foresight. A treacherous military brigade, a joint venture of intrigue. The horn sounded, the armor clanged, and I was ruthlessly trapped by the Jedi. When I was poor in wisdom, I was speechless, so I put up with it and became an evil ghost. I just want to be with you in the afterlife.
A thousand words of regret has long been a storm, floating and uncertain ... If this regret can be used as a sword, I am afraid Xiaojun was also fragmented last night. Silence, regret and hope can't embrace each other.
Just to fulfill a long-cherished wish, how to distinguish evil from evil in chaos?
Appreciation: only for this long-cherished wish, shallow flowers, Chishui River. There is a small village next to the imperial city. You look forward to it in other places, but I think about it in the army. Think of green tea and miss your faint fragrance. My safety has become your long-cherished wish, only hope that I can return safely! Kite, I only want to hold a cup of hot tea you made, so I have no regrets.
In troubled times, spring dreams are endless, and good and evil are born. Who is the loser? The strong dominate, the weak perish, the fittest survive barren, and good and evil are inseparable.
Flying sand and smoke will be chaotic, and I will only be sad.
Appreciation: The city is full of yellow sand, the mountains are endless, thousands of troops ride iron, and thousands of horses follow the south. Blue, red and yellow, hesitant. Flying sand and smoke confuse my heart, which only increases the Jedi's sorrow. After all, this is an area, Prince Hao Wei, and I will do my duty in return.
Half the city's smoke fighters are under the pool.
Who is Kingoma Iron Fighting for?
Ten thousand bones are white, send away black hair.
Half of the smoke in this city has gone with the wind.
There is still a wisp of concern in my hand.
I just want to go back to the battlefield and get your tea back.
Half the city's smoke fighters are under the pool.
Who is Kingoma Iron Fighting for?
Ten thousand bones are white, send away black hair.
Smoke, sand, blood and tears have fallen in half the city.
Can ride sunder armor and spread all over the world.
The reincarnated swallow also brought you flowers on the sofa in February.
Appreciation: Smoke from kitchen chimneys curled up, halberd smiled, and smoke and sand in the city grew slowly. Who is aging the face? Just for this beautiful smile,
The corpse burned bone dew, red drum gold, boundless feet, no tears in eyes.
Recuperate for a thousand years, and never stop for ten thousand years.
Just for a smile, for a glimpse.
I looked at the kite in my hand and peeped at your face in my dream.
Smile with tears, but it is difficult to give up both ends.
I have no regrets about the anger of thousands of troops.
Sword shadow floating in hand, broken into pieces.
Collision iron man, who is fighting for the world today?
The sword in the palm is bloody, and the shirt on the shoulder is contending.
Half the city is full of smoke and dust, and the sun sets.
Even if the yellow flowers are broken, it is difficult to make a home.
Thousands of waves are hard to stop, and boys used to cry.
Just for the girl of my dreams, looking forward to being together for life.
This may turn into a dream, I hope you feel bad.
Now that men's dreams are shattered, what about women?
I hope to be together, but I can't hug each other.
I will exchange my blood for your safety, without tears or regrets.
Advice when most needed is least heeded, a self-deceiving lie.
An arrow through the heart, no regrets.
Get the peace of the country, your safety.
Beside the blue flag, I also fell in a pool of blood.
Smile in the dream,
I must laugh when I fold chrysanthemums on Qingming Day.
The reincarnated Yan returned to his bed and bid farewell to the Iraqi people.
Like a dream with the wind, reincarnation brings you February flowers.
....................................................................................................................................................... ........................... Vae's 20 10 independent album "Seeking the Fog and Realizing the Way" is circulating in the streets, and now the new single "Half City Smoke and Sand" has swept through, and the foggy Vae is always unpredictable. Every time he writes a retro theme, he always mentions a cultural pulse: the homesickness of Luzhou Moon, the sorrow of Qingming Rain, and the seclusion of South China ... are endless cultural propositions of literati of all ages. And this song "Smoke and Sand in Half City", which is tailor-made for the online game "Dragon Babu 2" which is the most anticipated by players in 20 10, reduces the speculative theme to "war" and "harmony" and has a unique Zen meaning. In the game, the sword and the shadow of the sword are transformed into the touch of flowing water, embedded in every note. In music, a strong sense of rhythm and a unique V-shaped singing style have become a signboard. This time, it also perfectly presents us with a martial arts style from another perspective: no hurry, no anger, quiet performance, waiting for an explosive fight with a lazy bystander attitude, highlighting the coldness and cruelty of the war, and the author's anti-war stance is all in the song. It is hard not to leave a deep impression on people with a unique perspective, compassionate feelings and reserved expression. -1. Sadness: I was left behind. Sadness refers to what is left after sadness.
2 between the windows, the moon becomes a knight (jué): use Nalan's word "Butterfly Loves Flowers": hard work is the most pity for the bright moon, and the past is like a ring. If the moon finally comes out, I will not hesitate to be roasted by snow and ice. But love is easy to die, the swallow is still there, said the soft curtain hook. After singing autumn grave, I haven't rested. The bushes in spring recognized the amphibious butterfly. It means: the most pitiful thing is the moon in the sky. There is only one full moon, and I miss it every night. A past is a night, which means that ancient people wore semicircular jade. ) Nalan is so sentimental, no wonder when he was young, watching Nalan's words was so sad and beautiful.
3 The enemy is under the pool: the pool is under the city, and the pool refers to the moat.
4. Ten thousand bones will wither: Use Cao Song's My Years in the Tang Dynasty: Zeguo Jiangshan entered the war map, and the people were happy. Please don't mention anything about Hou Feng, how many lives will be sacrificed for a person's success!
5 return to the field to unload the armor: retire.
6 reincarnation: the sentence is as follows: reincarnation/face/return/couch, return, return. Similar sentences include "Lao Wang Xie Tang died before the swallow", and the reincarnated swallow comes back every year, so the couch is old.
7 Some feelings/sufferings/resentment/secrets/silence can be punctuated in this way.