Ink flying hundreds of degrees, who relies on lights alone! Mo Yanku, Kong Yifu, Qingsi Muxue, why are you crying? A journey of mountains and rivers a dream candle, I write fireflies Fu, but you draw screen Sheng Xiao degree! Bodhi originally has no tree, how to provoke lovesickness! A line of clear tears a line of Chu, mortal dust this empty nothing, desire to lust away. Three thousand feelings around the finger soft, cold snow fall a river autumn. Desolation night desolate shadow, tears cross the moon worry.
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May, rain began to fall, weeping willows slender Shu Dai Mei, tired birds did not return. When will you return? The porch door flies flowers, who blows the flute horizontally! Rivers and mountains thousands of miles, green people weak micro. Hand in hand sunset late, late shadow accompany. Pear flowers with rain pistil tears, wind over soft intestines inch wisp wave. Half a lifetime wandering cloud shadow, boil rain break incense boil into cooking! When the mountain flowers bloom, the word "read" has been a thousand times. Mo Yan worry in the taste, bitter into the wine drunk, mountain water from the pour cup! Sighing, silent and tasteless...
Like light pure music, the heart with the song swim, avoid the noise of torture. They say the years are like songs, but which one is mine? Silent as a painting, content with peace, eyes without scenery. Coffee can not drink, just like to wean children, there is a feeling of thorn in the heart, reluctant. Brother said to let me soak medicine in water when drinking tea, I will do so, as long as it is beneficial to the body, I will listen to him. Such as the woman in this painting, but never had a brush water to listen to the lotus, barren world, gray sky to see the cloud exhibition cloud Shu. I like to walk slowly with an umbrella in rainy days, and touch the warmth hidden in the thin cool with my fingers. If the wind blows, is it you? You said the moon's eyes were mine, and the kiss of the wind was the fire in your heart. I am quiet like a buddha, but the heart did not, drowsy sleep, dream also cried, pain! You gave me...
Like people do not appear, appear people do not like, lonely slowly become a habit. Night will also be uneasy, vague very confused, the deepest darkness, sadness in the spread, raised his head is afraid of ignition tears. A person's loneliness is a kind of cold, lonely with sad drunk in the full moon. The more time there is, the more I feel like God is making things difficult. Heart Ling late over and over again, pain, began to flood! Listen to the wind, still say miss.
Pull down three feet blue, bind weak water three thousand, the deepest gaze planted in it, floating seven-color foam circle. My tears you see see, just passers-by, how can I provoke you panic! Give me an answer, am I your dream? Not just stand back a little, let silence separate this life's encounter. The virus is replicating, the pain is raging\slowly reproducing, the encounter is robbery, is it fate?
Back-to-back thoughts hurt the solemnity of time. Small raindrops dispersed in the air, it is the eye of the wind tears, too late to say goodbye, reincarnation has written the preface! Verdant green ah, who haunts half an acre of flower field? The sea that burst its banks is autumn water waiting for it to break. In vain, weak water endless shore, hot how many nights! Ten fingers clasp the moment, you are my life to find warm...
Once the oath, have been scattered with the season, everything is the shadow of the rumor was punctured by light. Life is impermanent wake up, eyebrow line company commander, do not see the return. When the sails are over, where does the rich emptiness rest? Who is my medicine, cure me half lonely cold, a trace of loneliness. Where the flourishing Shengge fall, half a pot of turbid wine from the turbid. A flute chant thousand years silence, Zen if Bodhi flowers such as mud. Mo sentimental, feelings hurt themselves. Don't miss the reason, more separation. Heroic tears. Drunken dream of fireflies, love left behind, in a foreign land. I leave youth on the cliff, snow cover not melancholy, do not think from unforgettable, love word can take can not put. You are my mortal dojo, I am your eternal oblivion. Since you do not kind of lovesickness, a line of words a thought, but did not send.
Lingering are reduced to cruel turn, perhaps the heart is too naive, let everything become miss the residual temperature, no longer staged temptation to sink. Do not believe in eternal love, barren eyes is pain groans. Seal, your world I do not leave marks, just passers-by why say is to each other, is the fate of the guide! A lifetime of a pair, the other shore flowers bloom two phase search, a glance of certainty default, but thousands of thoughts into the disaster to destroy the soul true body. A little sleep, slowly anesthesia, no longer for whom and serious. Do not want to face the taste of parting, burning pain in the dream fortress, let oneself become a hedgehog can not be close.
Three thousand wind too less than eyes, half a strand of love silk naked without trace. The parasol trees are thin in the misty rain, and the flowers are flying in the cold. Dark night several times cold thin, hands and feet but fever nowhere to rest, heart in the sea, shadow but thin and weak. There was no need to ask, so why did it turn into a disaster? No tears, only loneliness burning arson. Dream is also a kind of wandering, no flowers bloom to see buddha, but suffering. Who said happy flowers bloom, how can I not remember! A lock, password lost, this life alone with me into the ink. The seasons leave scars and bring new surges. Flowers bloom, silent, people go, people go tea cool! I am in the old place, pretending that everything did not happen, but every time the heartache, clear clouds past!
Who can enter the love field unscathed! If tearful eyes are a window, how do you lock in the appearance of flowers? Romantic flowers and snow are impermanent, rainy night remains, more than a kind of death! Memory slowly playback, whether you are still in the old place of encounter! Love is my life's faith, originally just fireworks easy cold. Bitter coffee without sugar, love a field, fate brush shoulders into the past, who can not be unharmed, who also holds a mark rouge hot!
Love is a helpless, Acacia into the sea, but also a person's monologue! Really let go, no excuse, tell yourself not to cry, tears can not help! Eyebrow line company commander, the horizon has no shore, if you understand it is a stranger. A game a dream, who also don't want to lose, if I don't care, wind control grass color three thousand by heart!
Text: Qingxi
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