The vicissitudes of life, the world is sad, everything is sad

Reminiscing about the past, working together. Unbearable to look back, how much sorrow?

A song of Yangguan, eclipsed, only parting. Beside the broken bridge, the remnant embankment is empty. Fading grass hides, tired willows a few lines. Qiuxi bright mirror, a few sparse stars. The cold wave has not calmed down, and the relationship is sad. When the beautiful woman goes here, the mountains cover thousands of miles, the water slants the nine ileums, like a wind knife piercing the heart. With clear eyes, they looked at each other speechlessly, and said "go away", unable to be tied to Lanzhou, cold and desolate and desolate.

Melancholy, chilling. Climbing the building to the extreme, the things are beautiful and fragrant, the mountains are far away and the clouds are shallow, after a line of sunset and dusk.

Looking back, sad color. Yurong is lonely, Zhu Yan is haggard. When the grass and green flowers are blooming, the sound and appearance are vague.

The clouds follow the wild geese, and the mountains fall in love with the setting sun. I don't know, the autumn wind is late, and the plain colors are faint. The magpies rest, and the fishing and woodcutters return. The gray lights are dotted, intertwined. The sound of bells is Liao Liao, and Lin Jing is haunted. Looking at Chanjuan in the air, I don't know where is Xiaoxiang? The lack of moon is sparsely hanging, and the sycamore plantain. The haze filled the air, and the purple air lingered. The temples are white, and the hands are cold. It is a pity that we meet indefinitely, and we drink from the shadows. One sake, two places of sorrow. Leisurely my heart, Duke Zhou is still unsolved.

Dangerous buildings and empty pavilions, glazed golden houses. The courtyard is deep, and the turntable is locked. The clear light is shining, the nightingale is sobbing, and the shadow is wobbly. Since the farewell, the ruler is difficult to send, and the worry is as long as ever. Sitting by the poolside with cold soaked socks, Qianying frowned in ecstasy. Who is crying in a dream? Sorrow is heartbroken, tears turn into mourning.

Quietly stand on the pavilion steps, leaning on the railing to look at the moon. Penglai Immortal Palace, in the depths of colorful clouds. Jade Palace Pearl Foil, Guzheng Shengge. Yaochi raises a glass, and the immortals drink together. The silver toad is cool and the osmanthus is fragrant. Sue Jade Rabbit was heartbroken. The Cowherd and the Weaver Girl are separated from each other. Dragon boat difficulty, the water is quiet and the river is wide. Emotionally, eyes shed tears.

The glory is still alive, and Tsinghua University reflects it. Falling red, Pisces frolic. Relying alone by the swing, holding the moon without getting wet. Swaying a season of cold autumn, the youth is gone. What used to be prosperous in the past has become Ke Ran. Only a single tear remains!

The west wind blows, and the rouge spreads. Flowers and shadows dance, and the sleeves are messy. Orchestra, flute, blue silk sadly broken. Before you sing, you choke, and your face is long and charming. Empty hate is hard to say, loneliness is buried deep. Seeing things and thinking of Ru, love is born and shadowed. In the dim and vague place, the golden wind meets the jade dew. Lovesickness is hard to contain, spreads wanton, and recalls your face. Er Xun knows, who should I ask to sue?

The vicissitudes of life, the world is sad, everything is sad. Sorrowful thoughts in the world, dreams haunt the soul, and voices are bitter. Carelessly wandering the fragrance path, wandering in search of loneliness for no reason. Hearing the cuckoo singing, watching the flowers dance, watching the sunset, the water of the West Lake is full of tears. The blue bird is attentive and meddles with fleeting years, when will the colorful clouds be called back? After tossing and turning, Huahuang people are thin and most ecstasy.