There are trees on the mountain and branches on the wood. I don't know whether I like you or not. -Liu Xiang's "Vietnamese Song"
3. How many beauties are tired, how many lovesickness are broken, leaving only blood and tears.
There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite.
5. Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind.
6. Blow away the haze with a wisp of breeze, and pick up a bowl of spirits to talk and laugh.
7. I boast to you that my heart has fallen into amber for you. After cooling, love will remain transparent after thousands of years.
8. After a hundred nights, who turns the lantern for me, who leans against the door to watch the fireworks for a thousand years. -"pour the world to spoil the princess"
9. When you see a mountain, you are outside it. When you see a river, you are just outside it. If you can observe your own pain, you will begin to get rid of it. If the night is too cold, you can burn incense, make tea, or miss, there is always a kind of warmth. Don't lean on the old wall full of memories of you and me, there will be time to peel off.
10. There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite. Let him know everything and smile for you.
1 1. Still water flows deeply, and the noise is singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.
12. And you held me in your arms with an umbrella, and how cautious your oath was. You have Qian Qian's tender feelings in your eyes, such as the spring breeze and the melting of ice and snow. -"One of my Taoist friends"
13. Don't be sad, because your heart is scarred; Don't complain about sadness, because time is not over yet; Don't ask about dispersion, because the present is eternity.
14. Parting, among the tearful flowers; Heartbroken, at the pale fingertips.
15. Looking at the fleeting time and being silent, this scene failed you after all.
16. where is the prosperity of the vast land? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.
17. Two people from generation to generation fight for two ecstasy. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring? -Na Lanxingde's "Flower Hall Spring"
18. I don't love the glitz in the world, I don't write about the world of mortals, I don't sigh that the world is bleak, I don't feel sad, I just look at the flowers and wait for them to fall, and I know it well.
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20. Looking at the sun and the moon that day, there was silence. Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed.