The pursuit of ancient poetry and poetry, the chanting of things, the sending of acacia.

Stay in the flowers with a smile, and you will be beautiful.

Spring and autumn are not cold, and pieces fall in front of you.

Speak softly to your majesty, and your love will last forever.

Don't complain about the short flowering period, the bluebird will be returned after all.

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Hua Lian Hu Meiniang

Who loves the epiphyllum last night?

My heart is gone, and the lingering fragrance lingers in my arms.

The wind buries the red autumn rain, and the tears are wet and cold.

My thin edge failed to smile.

A wisp of resentment, loneliness and bitterness ends in the night.

Acacia birds are easy to embroider, but concentric bridges are difficult to cross.

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Yijianmei Xu Shilin

Du Yu cries blood, and the frost leaves are red.

Sorrow leaves the string and the cold wind blows.

Fang Yi Tomb of Kyoto Royal Garden.

The secluded pool is perishable, and this hatred is endless.

Who can solve the loneliness of lovesickness?

Two lines of clear tears, a broken dream.

Autumn is full of bamboo and weeping hibiscus.

Catkin has silk, but no fragrance.

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Tang Duoling homesickness

The rain drunk parrot island, the wind danced the Yellow Crane Tower, and the dream returned to the old place, so the country was soft.

There was a tear on the piano, and an old saying came to mind.

Homesickness has nowhere to send, and acacia is like water, which is difficult to cut when it is tender.

How many autumn, winter, spring and summer, looking forward to the return period, enduring the gaze.

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Fourth army

I am lazy to dress up in the morning and stay in bed at night.

I don't feel that winter is coming again, and I have no mind to manage the new window.

I know where I am, but I remember where you are.

After a brief encounter, lovesickness is longer than a dream.

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Fourth army

I was wearing only a thin coat, but I hung up on you.

Acacia in the wind, tears in the rain.

Spring depends on wild goose feet and red beans.

Don't forget that there is a cloud in the poem, this thing is the most appropriate.

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Sauvignon Blanc thinks of you.

The wind last night, the wind tonight,

Full of love and farewell. When shall we meet again?

The mountain is heavy and the water is heavy.

Far away, we know each other and remember each other. Don't forget to rely on the romantic alliance.

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Jian yi mei si jun

You went to the wild goose and returned to another autumn.

At the beginning of Qixi, the frost moon is like a hook.

The night is cold and the shadows are heavy.

Xinghe magpie bridge, I want to rest now.

I hate sadness when I am alone on the boat.

There is no definite return date, and I am homesick.

I wish I had wings and spread my wings,

Before the sunset ends, you have already set your eyes.

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amateur

Falling flowers fly, autumn can't be cold;

The geese have gone, and the gathering and dispersion are impermanent.

The encounter at that glance is destined to be unforgettable for life;

For an instant, forever.

Prosperity is a dream;

The old saying is the most heartbreaking.

Suddenly looking back, bleak and stormy;

Who knows, the knot is in ruins.

Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;

Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.

Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;

When the string is broken, the pain is hidden.

Rolling the world of mortals, love and hate a few hesitations;

Since ancient times, lovers have always been hurt mercilessly.

Forget the words in your heart, leaving only a thousand lines of acacia tears;

Lonely place, leaning against the west window.

Pruning plum-Li Qingzhao

Lotus root is fragrant, and jade is lingering in autumn.

Gently untie Luo Shang,

Alone in the blue boat.

Who sent the brocade book?

When the word goose came back,

The west building is full of moons.

Flowers bloom and fall, and flowing water gurgles.

A kind of acacia,

Two luxury.

I can't eliminate this situation,

Just frown,

But in my heart.

Now make a thousand wishes,

Sprinkle it in the long river.

I don't want to fall in love with you,

I want to be with you.

Red beans grow in southern China.

In spring, its slender tendrils are intertwined.

Yuan Jun collects more.

Memory is a sign.