In the past, I heard that there was a shark in the sea, lying on the rocks. He was good at singing, and when he cried, he could turn into pearls and jade. He was so sincere in his grief that his tears welled up, and the pearls piled up like hills, shining like snow.
The cold night freezes the ice, and the moon breaks into stars.
The long silver candle on the jade platform spits out flames, and the rainbow shines brightly on Lu Ming.
The single house is in ruins at the steep foothills, and the cows, horses, and herders are herded by mountaineers.
The sharks weep from the pearls in the sea, which pile up like snow and scatter around their sides.
How can I get rid of my depression? The long road is dim and white with fog.
My energy has dried up with all my strength, and my face has faded with all the vicissitudes of life.
The journey is difficult, the journey is difficult, and the Emperor of the Divine Palace is covered in dust and smoke.
Thousand-year-old boats are afraid of drifting and falling, where can the bright mirror hang its ice heart?
Good medicine turns into poison at the right time, and good news lasts for a long time, which is a blessing.
It's like drinking water if you don't count it. How can you be willing to lose it if you lose it if you don't count it.
It's sad, but not sad.
What's the use of being compassionate? He is worried about the world and smiles.
I advise you not to talk about the future, but to focus on your happiness.
Purpose: Love and Dreams