Juvenile. It has never been like the golden wind and jade dew, and the good times are like a dream. Instead, it was a long whip and a sharp arrow. The hero stamped his feet in anger, and the beauty's branches trembled. Regardless of good relationship or bad karma, grudges will eventually be settled.
Resentment. It's unclear who is in debt, and it's definitely unclear who is right. It's a pity that we knew each other but never cherished each other, and meeting each other only increased our mutual resentment. Who knows whether you will be happy or disgusted in the end, there will always be entanglement.
Entangled. The only lack of ambiguity and lingering adds to the sadness. Although the Heyin wine is poured but not drunk, the dragon and phoenix candles have been set but not burned. None of them are extravagant and charming, but they just want to have a tacit understanding and have fun together.
Laughter. Don't forget the sweet smiles of beauties and the sweet words of heroes. I swear that I will live up to my promise. I only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals. It is often said that heaven does not fulfill people's wishes, and good dreams are like the moon that cannot come true. There was a sigh, and the sky was filled with smoke.
Smoke. The emperor Longzi went to Jinluan, and the journey was extremely difficult and dangerous. The prince's cruelty led to the rebellion of the people, but the eight princes were gentle and kind-hearted, so they were named virtuous. At the end of Boyazi's period, people dispersed, and the shadows left the bright moon. I wish to win the heart of one person and accompany him with his white head.
Accompany. The rain is gurgling outside the curtain, and the brocade quilt is warm enough to beat the cold spring. The harp and zither play in harmony with each other, and the strings are lightly played, and the clear sound is lightly chanting the tea cage smoke. There is so much tenderness in the gaze, and silence is worth a thousand words. Unexpectedly, beekeeping is a long way away, and I miss you in the night sky.
Miss. The long night was spent sleeping without any intention, even though there was plain colored paper, my thoughts were vague, and I was speechless when I picked up my pen. The most ruthless thing is the willow trees on the branches, and the frost and snow falling all over the sky. Smiling in front of others, waiting to return with tears in his eyes.
Return. I have been deep in the courtyard for ten years, but I have given up my mood and left a false reputation. A mist and rain still greet each other, I would rather be drunk than wake up. I began to pity the lonely wild goose in the sky. The reunion was short-lived and we parted in a hurry. I still have unresolved knots in my heart, I just wish.
Just wish. I only hope that your heart will be like mine, and I will live up to my love.