Show the beauty of the whole city, there is victory over no rumors. Pei Ming is better than Jie Yu, and Qi Youlan is competing for fen.
Light tenderness is in vulgarity, negative ambition is in high clouds. Sad for the relaxed dusk in the morning and feel the long diligence of life; In the same century, He Huan is widowed and melancholy! Wanzhu is sitting, full of ambition.
Just send your fingers. The sleeves are colorful. Instantly beautiful eyes flow, and there is no point in talking and laughing.
Halfway through the song, the scene falls to Xixuan. Sad businessmen knock on the forest, and white clouds lean on the mountains.
Look up at the heavenly road and lean down to promote string singing. Charming spirit and elegant manners.
Inspire the voice to feel more, I am willing to talk to my knees. I want to swear to myself, but I'm afraid I'll leave. Wait for the phoenix bird to speak, lest others get ahead of me.
I am confused and frustrated, and my soul turns nine times in an instant: I am willing to be the leader of clothes and inherit the first fragrance of China; I am sad for leaving Romania at night and complaining for the unfinished autumn night! I am willing to tie my slim body with the belt in my petticoat; It's cool and weird, and it's new! I am willing to be proud of my hair and brush my head on my shoulders; The repeated bathing of sad beauty has dried up from the white water! I would like to have fine eyes, I would like to have idle eyes; Sad powder is still fresh, but it was ruined by China's makeup! I am willing to be a seat in Dongguan, but I am weak in Sanqiu; The sad generation of Wen Yin is an emperor, and only after many years can you see it! I am willing to walk on silk, persistent enough to cope; Sadness is restrained, before the empty Committee abandons the bed! I am willing to be the shadow of the day, always following the shape and facing the west; There are many shades of sad trees, and generosity varies from time to time! May it be a candle at night, and a jade shine on two trees; Sad and sorrowful, the light of mulberries, the election destroys the scenery and hides the light! I would like to be a fan of bamboo, with a soft grip and sorrow; Worry about the white dew and the morning, the sleeves are full of Myanmar! I would like to be a tung tree in the forest and a piano on my knee; Sadness, joy and sorrow come, and finally push me to stop! The test will be the opposite of what you want, and the action will be hard. Embrace labor feelings without regrets and walk with Lin Nan step by step.
The remains of Mulan are exposed, and the pines are overcast. There are some flaws in your behavior, and you are afraid of your heart. I was lonely and didn't see it. I wanted to find it in the air.
Gather light and go back to the road, sighing at the sunset. Forget the fun step by step, and the color is miserable.
Ye Xie is angry and sad, and the sun is gone, and the moon is charming in the clouds. Birds cry alone, but occasionally wild animals don't come back.
Mourning the dusk of that year, I hate myself for being old. Thinking about dreams at night, God is restless; If you rely on the loss of the ship, you won't climb the cliff.
At that time, it was full of enthusiasm, the north wind was piercing, it was intense and sleepless, and the public was wandering. Taking pictures in the morning, the frost is in the prime stage.
If the chicken doesn't crow, it will gather its wings, and the flute will flow far away. At the beginning, it was wonderful and dense, and at the end, it was bright and hidden. The Italian lady is here, asking for a cloud to send her arm; Yun He died without words, but died after being elected.
Those who think hard and feel sorry for themselves will eventually block the mountain and stagnate the river. Facing the breeze, I am afraid of being tired, and sending weakness back to the waves.
Especially "Creeping Grass" is an opportunity to recite the remaining songs of "Calling the South". Be honest and rest on eight distant feelings.
Translation: Ah! What a peerless beauty, overwhelming all the beautiful women in the world. It is rumored that you are whiter than the crystal jade you wear, and you don't reveal lofty aspirations like the white clouds in the sky. Unfortunately, life is short, and the morning turns into dusk in a blink of an eye. I really hope to spend a hundred years with you. Don't worry, you lift the red veil, sit down and enjoy playing the piano. How beautiful the slender fingers are, the white sleeves are dancing, and the beautiful eyes are turning. Just like talking and laughing, no one can tell the tune. It's only halfway through. As the sun sets, the autumn wind blows the Woods and white clouds around the mountains. You look up at the mountain path. At this time, your moving posture is so vivid and beautiful that I really want to talk to you in person. Let's get to know each other. I'm afraid of being rude and waiting for the jade bird to convey my feelings. I'm afraid people will panic in front of me. My soul seems to fly to the horizon. I want to be the collar of your clothes and encircle your fragrant neck. I am afraid I have to leave you at night. How long is the autumn night? I want to turn into a ribbon around your delicate waist, but I'm afraid the weather is hot and cold. You often change clothes. I want to be the hair next to your temple, and I'm afraid. You should always bathe in ruthless hot water and fry me. I want to turn into the color of your eyebrows and turn with your eyes, but I'm afraid my makeup will brighten, and you suddenly want to change your face. I want to be a bamboo mat on your bed so that you can lie on it, but I'm afraid I'll change it into a leather mattress in winter. It will take a whole year to think about it. I want to be embroidered shoes on your feet and wrap your feet, but I'm afraid you'll leave me by the bed when you rest. I want to be your shadow during the day. It's a pity that both the west and the east are afraid that you will go under the big tree, but I can't keep up with you. I want to turn into a candle at night and shine on your jade in the hut, but I'm afraid the sun will shine from the east and the candle will disappear. The sun is so strong, I want to become a small bamboo fan, blowing a cool breeze in your hand, and I am afraid of dew. The air cooler won't have to wait for a year. I want to turn into a buttonwood to be your piano, but I am afraid that when you are unhappy, you will silently push me aside. Think about my heart carefully, it's hard to get what you want. Who knows who this bitter heart is and who is full of feelings to tell who wandered into the south forest, dripping dew against the magnolia tree, and the huge pine tree has a shade alone. Who else can I meet now that I'm wandering? It's really lonely here with a happy and fearful heart. I can't see anything. A person fantasizes about looking for you, lifting your skirt and returning the same way. Looking at the sunset and sighing, what is the fun of walking alone? It's dusk, the scenery is dark, the leaves are falling, the wind is blowing and the sun is cold. Suddenly, the bright moon was out of sight. The bird was crying and flew away alone. Spouses, like beasts, are reluctant to part with each other, sighing that youth is gone and approaching old age. Can I still hope to dream about you tonight? I am in a daze and uneasy, as if I lost my pole in a boat and walked on a cliff. At this time, the windows are full of stars, the north wind is whistling, and there is nothing to climb. I can't sleep with my eyes open, and countless thoughts linger on my chest, waiting for dawn. The thick frost fell before me. The cock hasn't spread its wings and crowed yet. The distant flute sounds like running water. The voice began to calm down. Why do you suddenly look so sad, dear? The cloud is willing to convey my thoughts. The cloud passed silently and soon disappeared carefree. I am trying to think. Can't we let the breeze blow away the infinite yearning across the rivers and mountains? The flowing water is endless. If we can meet suddenly and sing the love poems in the Book of Songs, we can open our hearts and have sincere love. True love will always exist between heaven and earth.
2. Asking for love letters in classical Chinese often makes people shy of rhetoric, which is extremely beautiful.
It seems to be still there, but it seems to be gone. Where is literature interpreted? I'm not good at words! It's my fault. I'll let it go.
That is, it is not difficult to recognize. I am willing to live with a distant place, and I am willing to be bitter and sweet.
Although there is no good advice, there is a tooth heart. Although there is no moon, the sky can study hard! I swear today that one day heaven will be difficult to reach. Husband He Guiyi is unique in the world.
Show the beauty of the whole city, there is victory over no rumors. Pei Ming is better than Jie Yu, and Qi Youlan is competing for fen.
Light tenderness is in vulgarity, negative ambition is in high clouds. Sad for the relaxed dusk in the morning and feel the long diligence of life; In the same century, He Huan is widowed and melancholy! Wanzhu is sitting, full of ambition.
Just send your fingers. The sleeves are colorful. Instantly beautiful eyes flow, and there is no point in talking and laughing.
Halfway through the song, the scene falls to Xixuan. Sad businessmen knock on the forest, and white clouds lean on the mountains.
Look up at the heavenly road and lean down to promote string singing. Charming spirit and elegant manners.
Inspire the voice to feel more, I am willing to talk to my knees. I want to swear to myself, but I'm afraid I'll leave. Wait for the phoenix bird to speak, lest others get ahead of me.
I am confused and frustrated, and my soul turns nine times in an instant: I am willing to be the leader of clothes and inherit the first fragrance of China; I am sad for leaving Romania at night and complaining for the unfinished autumn night! I am willing to tie my slim body with the belt in my petticoat; It's cool and weird, and it's new! I am willing to be proud of my hair and brush my head on my shoulders; The repeated bathing of sad beauty has dried up from the white water! I would like to have fine eyes, I would like to have idle eyes; Sad powder is still fresh, but it was ruined by China's makeup! I am willing to be a seat in Dongguan, but I am weak in Sanqiu; The sad generation of Wen Yin is an emperor, and only after many years can you see it! I am willing to walk on silk, persistent enough to cope; Sadness is restrained, before the empty Committee abandons the bed! I am willing to be the shadow of the day, always following the shape and facing the west; There are many shades of sad trees, and generosity varies from time to time! May it be a candle at night, and a jade shine on two trees; Sad and sorrowful, the light of mulberries, the election destroys the scenery and hides the light! I would like to be a fan of bamboo, with a soft grip and sorrow; Worry about the white dew and the morning, the sleeves are full of Myanmar! I would like to be a tung tree in the forest and a piano on my knee; Sadness, joy and sorrow come, and finally push me to stop! The test will be the opposite of what you want, and the action will be hard. Embrace labor feelings without regrets and walk with Lin Nan step by step.
The remains of Mulan are exposed, and the pines are overcast. There are some flaws in your behavior, and you are afraid of your heart. I was lonely and didn't see it. I wanted to find it in the air.
Gather light and go back to the road, sighing at the sunset. Forget the fun step by step, and the color is miserable.
Ye Xie is angry and sad, and the sun is gone, and the moon is charming in the clouds. Birds cry alone, but occasionally wild animals don't come back.
Mourning the dusk of that year, I hate myself for being old. Thinking about dreams at night, God is restless; If you rely on the loss of the ship, you won't climb the cliff.
At that time, it was full of enthusiasm, the north wind was piercing, it was intense and sleepless, and the public was wandering. Taking pictures in the morning, the frost is in the prime stage.
If the chicken doesn't crow, it will gather its wings, and the flute will flow far away. At the beginning, it was wonderful and dense, and at the end, it was bright and hidden. The Italian lady is here, asking for a cloud to send her arm; Yun He died without words, but died after being elected.
Those who think hard and feel sorry for themselves will eventually block the mountain and stagnate the river. Facing the breeze, I am afraid of being tired, and sending weakness back to the waves.
Especially "Creeping Grass" is an opportunity to recite the remaining songs of "Calling the South". Be honest and rest on eight distant feelings.
I have been depressed since late at night 1 1 half past one. Ask yourself, love is more difficult, and love is beyond words.
Your love for you is beyond description. It lasted for half a year and never left you. At the beginning of love, you are afraid of surpassing. I thought to myself that this feeling dares to fight for a long time between heaven and earth and can compete with the sun and the moon. Even if the stubborn stone is reduced to ashes, the bloom of the Soviet Union has been in existence for a hundred years, the cliffs are damaged, the moss is old, the rivers are dried up, and boxwood is rotten.
I don't ask for anything in return, I just want to chase you and go through fire and water to shelter you from the wind and rain. However, Heaven does not depend on man's will. You and I were born in the same year, and when we met a lover, we should only meet in this life, without any points.
Although I have been encouraging myself, I finally believe that man can conquer nature. But forgetting Wang is honest with Yu, and there is nothing false.
Since then, Nuo Nuo has been complacent, lest you know my ambition. It is not the best policy to be ashamed to associate with me instead of singing wine in Kan Kan. It will be a disaster if you avoid me.
Therefore, I am sad for my tears, I am sad for my sadness, I am sad for my feelings, I am sad for my love, I am sad for my heart, and my fleeting years seem to be wasted. If you are an apricot in the mountains, you can enjoy it.
In vain, because I never told you the truth. No matter where you are, it's noisy and boring.
The card game is called, and the appointment is made, without any rejection. Are you good to me? Push it off on the grounds of public interest, but fight privately with idle people with a smile. What's more, I'm too tired to push my face, but I make fun of it.
I came home sadly, feeling sorry for myself, but my heart was not calm and my spirit was not smooth. Think of me all my life, handsome, handsome, charming, well-proportioned and proud, when will I be willing to bow down at others' feet! When I am in trouble, I pretend to be two books, even a gentleman. I just hope your heart is the same as mine, and I won't miss you.
3. Love letters in classical Chinese once recalled the past, filled with smoke and clouds. You should only see through and not know what parting is.
Wandering away from home for more than a year, I didn't realize you were accidental. Looking at the computer today, I looked out of the window in pairs and suddenly looked back. Looking back, you fell in love at first sight, and goodbye was secretly promised. Looking back on the past friendship, I lament that teenagers are now old enough to get married and start a family. You are a talented person, and your job is iron. You have been studying hard in the cold window for decades, but you haven't fallen into the blue sky despite all the difficulties. I am lucky that I fell in love with you and complained to you with feelings.
Since I met you, I have been deeply concerned about your heart. Your work is more important than Mount Tai, and you have no leisure. However, when the work is big, you should also think about your health. I am as broad-minded as peace.
Today's thinking, in the past, was very chaotic, crying in the book, unintelligible. I shouldn't have read this book more, but it's emotional. Now that you have ancient literature and your virtue, you can solve it yourself. Don't be surprised. If you have a woman you like, you will think it will cost a lot of money to read this book. You can tear it up and throw it in the garbage basket.
If you answer me, my heart can be calm.
Science background, I can only do this. Hehe, have a look.
4. What are the classical Chinese love letters about "missing"? 1, "You gave birth to me before I was born, but I am an old man". You hate that I was born late, and I hate that you were born early. You were born before I was born, and I was old when I was born. Hate is not born at the same time. Hello every day. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. I am far away from you, and you are far away from me. I was born before you were born, but you were born when I was old. Become a butterfly, look for flowers every night and live in the grass.
2, "Bu Operator" Li Zhiyi I live at the head of the Yangtze River, and Jun lives at the end of the Yangtze River. I miss you every day, but I can't see you, so I drink Yangtze River water. The water of the Yangtze River flows eastward for a long time, and I don't know when it will stop, and neither will their lovesickness and parting hatred. I only hope that your heart is the same as mine, and you will not live up to this mutual yearning.
3, "The Book of Songs Hurricane Drumming" drummed its boring and actively used troops. Cao Tuguocheng, I travel south alone. From Sun Zizhong, Chen Pinghe and Song Dynasty. No, I'm going home. I'm worried. Where do you live? Lost his horse? For it? Under the forest. Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. I am rich, but I am still alive. Sorry, but I believe it.
4, "evil" is evil! I want to know you and live a long life. There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!
5, "Bridge Fairy" Qin Guan thin clouds are smart, flying stars spread hate, and silver is dark. When the golden wind meets the dew, it will win, but there are countless people in the world. Tender as water, like a dream, you can go home from the bridge! If two people have a long-term relationship, sooner or later!
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Guan Ju
Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.
Mix shepherd's purse and salvage it from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman wakes up to pursue her.
If you can't pursue it, the black nightclub misses her during the day. Miss Long, I can't sleep over and over again.
Mix shepherd's purse and choose from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman came to her with a couple and a couple.
Pull shepherd's purse from left to right. A beautiful and virtuous woman rings the bell to please her.
5. Who would write a love letter in classical Chinese to recommend Tao Qian's "Leisure Fu", the original text is: He Guiyi's condescending posture, showing off the crowd in the world.
Show the beauty of the whole city, there is victory over no rumors. Pei Ming is better than Jie Yu, and Qi Youlan is competing for fen.
Light tenderness is in vulgarity, negative ambition is in high clouds. Sad for the relaxed dusk in the morning and feel the long diligence of life; In the same century, He Huan is widowed and melancholy! Wanzhu is sitting, full of ambition.
Just send your fingers. The sleeves are colorful. Instantly beautiful eyes flow, and there is no point in talking and laughing.
Halfway through the song, the scene falls to Xixuan. Sad businessmen knock on the forest, and white clouds lean on the mountains.
Look up at the heavenly road and lean down to promote string singing. Charming spirit and elegant manners.
Inspire the voice to feel more, I am willing to talk to my knees. I want to swear to myself, but I'm afraid I'll leave. Wait for the phoenix bird to speak, lest others get ahead of me.
I am confused and frustrated, and my soul turns nine times in an instant: I am willing to be the leader of clothes and inherit the first fragrance of China; I am sad for leaving Romania at night and complaining for the unfinished autumn night! I am willing to tie my slim body with the belt in my petticoat; It's cool and weird, and it's new! I am willing to be proud of my hair and brush my head on my shoulders; The repeated bathing of sad beauty has dried up from the white water! I would like to have fine eyes, I would like to have idle eyes; Sad powder is still fresh, but it was ruined by China's makeup! I am willing to be a seat in Dongguan, but I am weak in Sanqiu; The sad generation of Wen Yin is an emperor, and only after many years can you see it! I am willing to walk on silk, persistent enough to cope; Sadness is restrained, before the empty Committee abandons the bed! I am willing to be the shadow of the day, always following the shape and facing the west; There are many shades of sad trees, and generosity varies from time to time! May it be a candle at night, and a jade shine on two trees; Sad and sorrowful, the light of mulberries, the election destroys the scenery and hides the light! I would like to be a fan of bamboo, with a soft grip and sorrow; Worry about the white dew and the morning, the sleeves are full of Myanmar! I would like to be a tung tree in the forest and a piano on my knee; Sadness, joy and sorrow come, and finally push me to stop! The test will be the opposite of what you want, and the action will be hard. Embrace labor feelings without regrets and walk with Lin Nan step by step.
The remains of Mulan are exposed, and the pines are overcast. There are some flaws in your behavior, and you are afraid of your heart. I was lonely and didn't see it. I wanted to find it in the air.
Gather light and go back to the road, sighing at the sunset. Forget the fun step by step, and the color is miserable.
Ye Xie is angry and sad, and the sun is gone, and the moon is charming in the clouds. Birds cry alone, but occasionally wild animals don't come back.
Mourning the dusk of that year, I hate myself for being old. Thinking about dreams at night, God is restless; If you rely on the loss of the ship, you won't climb the cliff.
At that time, it was full of enthusiasm, the north wind was piercing, it was intense and sleepless, and the public was wandering. Taking pictures in the morning, the frost is in the prime stage.
If the chicken doesn't crow, it will gather its wings, and the flute will flow far away. At the beginning, it was wonderful and dense, and at the end, it was bright and hidden. The Italian lady is here, asking for a cloud to send her arm; Yun He died without words, but died after being elected.
Those who think hard and feel sorry for themselves will eventually block the mountain and stagnate the river. Facing the breeze, I am afraid of being tired, and sending weakness back to the waves.
Especially "Creeping Grass" is an opportunity to recite the remaining songs of "Calling the South". Be honest and rest on eight distant feelings.
Translation: Ah! What a peerless beauty, overwhelming all the beautiful women in the world. It is rumored that you are whiter than the crystal jade you wear, and you don't reveal lofty aspirations like the white clouds in the sky. Unfortunately, life is short, and the morning turns into dusk in a blink of an eye. I really hope to spend a hundred years with you. Don't worry, you lift the red veil, sit down and enjoy playing the piano. How beautiful the slender fingers are, the white sleeves are dancing, and the beautiful eyes are turning. Just like talking and laughing, no one can tell the tune. It's only halfway through. As the sun sets, the autumn wind blows the Woods and white clouds around the mountains. You look up at the mountain path. At this time, your moving posture is so vivid and beautiful that I really want to have a heart-to-heart talk with you and come to you in person. Let's get to know each other. I'm afraid of being rude and waiting for the jade bird to convey my feelings. I'm afraid people will panic in front of me. My soul seems to fly to the horizon. I want to be the collar of your clothes and encircle your fragrant neck. I am afraid I have to leave you at night. How long is the autumn night? I want to turn into a ribbon around your delicate waist, but I'm afraid the weather is hot and cold. You often change clothes. I want to be the hair next to your temple, and I'm afraid. You should always bathe in ruthless hot water and fry me. I want to turn into the color of your eyebrows and turn with your eyes, but I'm afraid my makeup will brighten, and you suddenly want to change your face. I want to be a bamboo mat on your bed so that you can lie on it, but I'm afraid I'll change it into a leather mattress in winter. It will take a whole year to think about it. I want to be embroidered shoes on your feet and wrap your feet, but I'm afraid you'll leave me by the bed when you rest. I want to be your shadow during the day. It's a pity that both the west and the east are afraid that you will go under the big tree, but I can't keep up with you. I want to turn into a candle at night and shine on your jade in the hut, but I'm afraid the sun will shine from the east and the candle will disappear. The sunshine is so strong, I want to become a small bamboo fan to blow a cool breeze in your hand, but I am afraid of the dew. The air cooler won't have to wait for a year. I want to turn into a buttonwood to be your piano, but I am afraid that when you are unhappy, you will silently push me aside. Think about my heart carefully, it's hard to get what you want. Who knows who this bitter heart is and who is full of feelings to tell who wandered into the south forest, dripping dew against the magnolia tree, and the huge pine tree has a shade alone. Who else can I meet now that I'm wandering? It's really lonely here with a happy and fearful heart. I can't see anything. A person fantasizes about looking for you, lifting your skirt and returning the same way. Looking at the sunset and sighing, what is the fun of walking alone? It's dusk, the scenery is dark, the leaves are falling, the wind is blowing and the sun is cold. Suddenly, the bright moon was out of sight. The bird was crying and flew away alone. Spouses, like beasts, are reluctant to part with each other, sighing that youth is gone and approaching old age. Can I still hope to dream about you tonight? I am in a daze and uneasy, as if I lost my pole in a boat and walked on a cliff. At this time, the windows are full of stars, the north wind is whistling, and there is nothing to climb. I can't sleep with my eyes open, and countless thoughts linger on my chest, waiting for dawn. The thick frost fell before me. The cock hasn't spread its wings and crowed yet. The distant flute sounds like running water. The voice began to calm down. Why do you suddenly look so sad, dear? The cloud is willing to convey my thoughts. The cloud passed silently and soon disappeared carefree. I am trying to think. Can't we let the breeze blow away the infinite yearning across the rivers and mountains? The flowing water is endless. If we can meet suddenly and sing the love poems in the Book of Songs, we can open our hearts and have sincere love. True love will always exist between heaven and earth.
6. Who has an ancient love letter that once recalled the past? It's just to see through, and I don't know what parting is.
Wandering away from home for more than a year, I didn't realize you were accidental. Looking at the computer today, I looked out of the window in pairs and suddenly looked back. Looking back, you fell in love at first sight, and goodbye was secretly promised. Looking back on the past friendship, I lament that teenagers are now old enough to get married and start a family. You are a talented person, and your job is iron. You have been studying hard in the cold window for decades, but you haven't fallen into the blue sky despite all the difficulties. I am lucky that I fell in love with you and complained to you with feelings.
Since I met you, I have been deeply concerned about your heart. Your work is more important than Mount Tai, and you have no leisure. However, when the work is big, you should also think about your health. I am as broad-minded as peace.
Today's thinking, in the past, was very chaotic, crying in the book, unintelligible. I shouldn't have read this book more, but it's emotional. Now that you have ancient literature and your virtue, you can solve it yourself. Don't be surprised. If you have a woman you like, you will think it will cost a lot of money to read this book. You can tear it up and throw it in the garbage basket.
If you answer me, my heart can be calm.
Science background, I can only do this. Hehe, have a look.
7. The love letter confession in classical Chinese, coupled with the lovelorn dress in classical Chinese, is getting wider and wider, and people will not regret it for Iraq. -Liu Yong's recent love affair.
There is a beautiful woman, I will never forget her.
I want to go crazy if I can't see you for a day.
The phoenix flies high, and the four seas seek to burn.
Helpless beauty, not in the east wall.
Use the piano instead of language. Tell me about it.
When I saw Xu Xi, I was at a loss to make me feel comforted. -Excerpt from Phoenix Begging for Phoenix
Once the sea was difficult for water, it was always amber-Yuan Zhen's self-reflection.
Ten years of life and death are boundless. If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. -Su Shi
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it. -Li Shangyin's "Jinse"
Don't get carried away, the curtain is rolled up, and the flying westerly wind is thinner than the yellow flower. -Li's "Drunken Flowers"
I was going to see the bright moon, but the bright moon saw the ditch. Yuan Gaoming's Pipa Story
I don't know what happened, but it was deep. -Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia? Wen's Yang Liuzhi.
Autumn wind is clear, autumn moon is bright,
When the fallen leaves are scattered, the habitat in western Western jackdaw is full of surprises.
The leaves in the wind gather when they gather. Western jackdaw has settled and the moon rises. Friends are looking forward to meeting, but I don't know where. At this time, on such a night, it is difficult to miss each other.
When you enter my lovesick door, you will know that I am lovesick.
Sauvignon Blanc is like a memory, but short acacia is infinite.
If I had known that acacia was tied in my heart like this, it would not be like you didn't know. -Li Bai's "Three Five Seven Words"
May I be like a star, like the moon, shining every night. -Fan Chengda.
Hope to adopt. Thank you.
8. Love letters in classical Chinese ~ It's been more than three days since I left you. When I finally can't see you, I feel sad, my feelings are hard to suppress, and I am full of acacia.
It was amazing to see you in the sutra depository at first. Eyes shining, hair hanging over the shoulders, so charming.
I have been with you for many days and have known you for many days. My feelings were not born to me. I can't help screaming in my heart. This is the swan goose in my dream.
If the husband is weak, it is enough to take a ladle. I love you, but I love you.
Yi an lay man once dreamed in the middle of the night and whispered with tears in his eyes, "I just frowned, but I felt it in my heart." At first, I wondered, why? Today, we can only know that there are many ancient people through personal experience.
Bullying is also.
Jingzhuang also said: "It is exhausting for Iraq." I doubt it, too Today, we are involved in the land of love, trapped in the pool of love, suddenly wake up and finally realize the meaning.
Every time I think of you, I feel insomnia, thoughtful and unconscious.
If you don't think about it, you will never forget it. It is expected that you will be heartbroken every night and have nowhere to go.
Yesterday, although you turned me away and broke my heart, what was my fault? On the contrary, thoughts are increasing day by day and feelings are advancing with the times. For you, infatuation.
One piece, the mind is thicker than the sea, the mountains can't move, the sea can't be flooded, and the fire can't be extinguished. Love always needs to be added. Can anyone else contact me?
I only know a little, but I'm not eight feet tall and unattractive. However, my love can reflect the sun and the moon, and the world can be used as a mirror.
There are short stories, poor words, and Qian Qian's unfinished business, and more than that.
You know, but you don't.
9. Classical Chinese love letters are evil! I want to know you and live a long life.
There is no mausoleum in the mountains, the river is exhausted, there is Lei Zhen in winter, and there is rain and snow in summer. Only when heaven and earth are in harmony can we dare to be with you!
Oh, my God! I am willing to fall in love with you and make our love last forever. When the mountain is leveled, the river dries up, it thunders in winter, it snows in summer, and the sky and the earth are together, I will break with you! As the saying goes, when the moon closes, the flowers are ashamed, and the fish sink. Very good, very beautiful. It seems to be still there, but it seems to be gone. Where is literature interpreted? I'm not good at words!
It's my fault. I'll let it go. That is, it is not difficult to recognize. I am willing to live with a distant place, and I am willing to be bitter and sweet.
Although there is no good advice, there is a tooth heart. Although there is no moon, the sky can study hard!
I swear today that one day heaven will be difficult to reach.