Notes on Lovesickness That Have Broken My Heart Several Times

The new chapter does not involve too many male protagonists. I just want everyone to understand that in this world, there is no such thing as a reunion, but more of a drift away...

I like all the poems in the book. "Enter my lovesickness door and know that my lovesickness is painful" "In the depth of this love, the red paper is colorless" ❤️❤️❤️

By the way, how did you come up with the Ci Pai? Back then, I was about to die when I memorized Ping Ze Ping Ping Ping Ping.

Picking mulberry seeds (added character grid) The weeping willows are full of charm, and the figures are slightly tipsy. Li Ying is slightly drunk, leaving Qing Zheng in the cold, lying drunk in the shade of the flower. Thousands of leaves play the song of lovesickness together, and the sorrow stops the flowing clouds. The sorrowful flow of the clouds is suppressed, the sorrow of separation is experienced all over, and the soul is gone in the summer heat.

A Cut of Plum Blossoms (Chinese New Rhyme) Nanyuan is red and fragrant with spring. The curtains of Hunan are rolled up, and the light skirt is tried on. The wind blows through my eyes and the stars fall. Half weeping and broken plum blossoms, half closing the door of my heart. Who cares about the daughter's soul? The three unique talents of Wan Su, meditating alone, forgetting Shi Liang after clearing up his poems. The slanting light of the remaining dusk sneaks into the shade of the flowers.

This monthly ticket is only 300, which is really cheap, ugh

The broken car is too slow ╭( ′• o •′ )╭☞Uncle police! This is the person!

I'm here to wish the author great success, quick writing, and broad thinking.

Wow, Slug, you are crying so sadly.

Langtaosha (New Chinese Rhythm) Bamboo shadows darken the windows, and green birds fly together. The beautiful women like flowers frowned. The rouge in the snow cannot bear the cold and returns rustlingly. The ink on the remaining notes is faint, and the words in my heart turn to gray. The soft intestines are almost driven by the wind. The fragrance of red sleeves will eventually be exhausted, and it is difficult to catch up with the years.

Bodhisattva Man·Su Xin Wintersweet Su Xin Jianxue after dusk. A pot of turbid wine stands by the window. The wind and snow roll up the bead curtain, and the cold fragrance enters the dream. Cooking tea and drinking it in the full moonlight, the cold moon fascinates you with its charm. Don't blame the painter for failing to achieve romantic paintings.

I just realized that you just voted

Tell me, there are a few people like me who are trying to squeeze votes for you every day but have yet to reciprocate.

When your hair reaches your waist, all the men will run away, and here comes Sadako.

Damn it, the wind is howling outside, it seems like we are going to make a head-on landing this time

One of the trees downstairs fell down.

Have you ever met a girl who has a soft smile and is so charming...

Your writing style is beautiful and smooth, come on💪

I just saw a request for votes, and the tickets in my hand were of no use. I ordered a book randomly, but I didn't expect that I read it when I was bored, but it surprised my summer. When a person starts to recall the past, then he may be really old...

Well, when I wrote this review, I only read the first volume. It's a bit long, so forgive me for not finishing it. As a boy, I think I will be jealous after watching this. Another big guy, he is real even though he is ordinary. Poetry, tea art, ritual music, everything is covered, and I envy the rich knowledge. The chapter names and the poems at the beginning and end exude elegance all the time. Forgive me for not being able to write very well. After all, Chinese has never been my strong point. Well written, it also made my thoughts quite confusing. The splendid and prosperous words can make readers feel very dull, reminding people of the days when cars, horses and mails were all very slow. The character of the protagonist is highlighted from time to time, and a three-dimensional elegant beauty is constructed bit by bit. Intellectual, classic, elegant yet girlish. She has the tenderness, anger, anger, and joy unique to girls. Such a girl can be said to be the lover of her dreams. I like your writing style very much, and I believe many people will also like it. Although this is no longer the era when everything is slow, I believe that the article can be slowed down and focused on every noteworthy detail, rather than blindly trying to promote the plot, fast pace, and the golden three chapters. Your writing is very slow, but not procrastinating. The slowness is just right and the slowness is reasonable. Make it less cumbersome for readers and allow them to relax. It's rare to see words that can make people calm down. Please stick to your style and go your own way. Slowly advancing the plot, slowly portraying a slow dream that many people have passed away. I was very touched, and my heart was much calmer than usual. I won't praise your literary talent here. No need to praise, it's all in the book. My humble opinion, hahaha.

Dielianhua (Chinese New Rhyme) Leaning alone on the dangerous building with full sleeves filled with wind. My soul is so cold, but I miss you so much. Who would think that the world of mortals would be described as thin, but do you know that you are content with the world? In order to see your face, I often get sick and drink alcohol. Looking for each other in the dream, still the same after waking up from the dream. If you encounter reincarnation and look forward to looking back, you will live in the willow tree on the embankment of the West Lake for three lives.

I deleted the book and ran away. Call me if you need anything.

Damn it, banned from voting again