Can't see through the palm print of fate, can't see through the arrangement of fate, is there anyone waiting outside of fate?
Rainy dusk, walking in the rain, walking in the past, the past in the water.
Langya moon, the window shadow is broken, the sound of smoke and waves is as cold as water, the silk and bamboo are singing softly in the dream, and the violinist is full of tears. And he laughed at the vicissitudes of life!
Dressing in August, the season of my birth, is the intense enthusiasm that passes through the dense leaves and falls on the blue bay, revealing the fragmented coolness. I have a nice name, Robbie.
Sleepless all night, the moon sets outside the window, but the cold mountain hangs among the colorful clouds. When Laoyue is the matchmaker, you and I will hold hands, get together for a few days, welcome a beautiful parting, and send you through ice water.
No matter how faithful love is, it will disappear with the aging of appearance. The initial oath cannot be longer than time.
Wild geese flying south in the air never have to look back. I'm still addicted to the darkness. When I listened to the dead leaves fall to the ground, I made a lonely sound. When I watched birds accidentally break into my sight and break the quiet sky, I lamented that time was so cruel. You boast that your faithful feelings are as fragile as the moon in the mirror. Is it satisfying to see new people laughing and old people not crying?
Tears fall silently in a faint hue, which is out of tune with the material life of a brightly lit city, like a rose hanging from a concrete slab, sad and enchanting, with a cherished loneliness.
Innocent times, rivers of time, blurred scenes, sad people.
A lot of sadness wandered aimlessly in the body, and finally the accumulated sadness came out from the fingers, which made people feel severe pain to resist the numbness caused by loneliness. The cheerful pipa sound became the main theme of sadness, leaving only one song that was pure and moist at the corner of their eyes.
Tell me, where did you get more beautiful pictures than poetry? Where does the idea of surpassing God come from? Let me envy!
There is too much loneliness in life. They always arrive in batches and bloom in the dark. Just like the black mandala in the black swamp, it is enchanting and painful, and it pours out endless fragrance. We often choose some ways to release the rising loneliness. "The flower of Guan Ying, the bottom is slippery, and it is difficult to flow under the ice." Pipa gives people a taste of late spring and early summer, and the sun is dripping in the black swamp.
It also takes courage to forget and give up. However, if you give up often, happiness will leave sooner or later.
No matter how dark the world is; How cruel, we all have to be strong and brave to live. Because, life
Will always be respected. After years of scouring, the true background of the world will come out one day.