Famous words of stars

1, I take heaven and earth as coffins, the sun and the moon as a union, the stars as pearls, and everything as a gift. Isn't my burial utensil for evil? -Zhuangzi

I would like to believe that every little firework that lights up the night sky hasn't gone out, but they have finally risen to the sky and become the stars tonight. It's just that those who set off fireworks have already been scattered in the vast sea of people, and they don't know where to go. -Rao Xueman

3, do not bully the stars, do not bully ghosts and gods. Get to know each other and say something. -Jia Dao

4. Take a look at Shangqiu. Autumn is getting stronger. The earth and the stars are there, and the city will move the road. Going out to mourn, the city is poor in years, that is, this hurts the mood and gives a wine feast. -Gao Shi

There are more dense forests than bamboo shoots in the tea house. Have you ever seen Tang Ben in the world? Mo Jun's volume is extremely magnificent, and it tells the story of self-harmony and time. What is the treasure of this volume? How many people have been circulated? Your words are little knowledge, and the remnants are dark (black) and can't be gods. You know your brocade quilt, but who passed it on? County magistrate Qian gave me a gift, and I began to spit out the stars. More books are not worth two hundred words. Eulogy is different from popular custom, and the explanation is particularly refreshing. The old Gan family is elegant and elegant, and the strict festival in the southeast is peerless. Take any word and ask what it is (tooth weight)! Darkness is in line with this book, and ancient wisdom is in line with this round. It is known that the second Xu is still reckless, and his mistakes will be inherited from generation to generation. When I heard this, my reaction was as quick as a withered willow pointing at a horse. I once went to court to accompany Yin Shu, and I was quite stupid when I studied six books. All over the world, quarrelling drives busy, and ten years of meat is exhausted. However, I miss the ancient drinking ceremony in Nange, and I never learned anything from it. Andrew added Xi's gun, turned around and closed the door to note "General Fan". -Zeng Guofan

6, lack of columns, flashy. Ghosts and gods help, and dreams are auspicious. Brain painting vilen, flying. The stars are restored, and they are restored. -Liu Zongyuan

7. Passing through the clouds will make the noise and smash the left and right stars. I died of thirst in an instant. Foxes, mice, bees and ants fight for it. Northerners are nine inches long, and they open their hands and smile more happily. Eat and drink a little grain, and life and death will last forever. I don't care what I think, but I feel sorry for my children. -Liu Zongyuan

8, the water tune is self-respecting, and the wind is cold. Sister Shengyue, lend me a jade watch. The fish and dragons in the valley cry sadly, and the movie stars shake, and the sea and sky are long at night. There is a shortage of silver, and it is dangerous to stay in Zijinshan. The table is independent, the fee is lower, and the cloud crown is cut. Wash away the ice and snow and regard Wan Li as a dime. Looking back at Sanshan, I heard that the immortal laughed at me and asked me to return everything. Wave away, the phoenix is more beautiful. Zhang Xiaoxiang

9. Too white and pale. The stars are in the forest. -Li Bai

10, the distant tides rise and fall under the dim light of your eyes: jade pearls, bronze seaweed ... the wings of thousands of flying fish, and the tenacious deep water that has been cut and compounded. Water without cliffs, dark blue water; In the sea of latitude and longitude, I am devoted to and addicted to the sun shining by the spirit of the sun, the moon reflected by the spirit of the moon, and the stars shining by the spirit of the stars, so I am a comet with my hands, eyes and especially my heart. I am exposed to the dim light of your eyes, above you, in the mirror of your space, I look at my own transparent and chilly shadow of fire, the shadow of dead fire or frozen fire. I stretch, I spin, I spin forever, always around you, among you ... I run from the sky to the sea, from the sea to the rivers in the sky, I am the blood in every artery, vein and microvessel of you, and I am your eyelashes (they are also reflected in the mirror of your eyes). Yes, your eyelashes, your eyelashes and me. -Dai Wangshu

1 1, Yuanyuan, two people, build a pavilion to see the stars. The near mountain is winding, and the distant mountain is rugged. Watch the rain in the morning and the clouds turn at dusk. Poetry has an appointment, and the next language is not close. All laws are not isolated, please make them. Hang four windows high and sweep away a bed of dust. There was no sound in the room, and I thanked the wheel at the door. Let me sleep for half a day and forget the Lord and the guest. Slow burning Hainan sinking, fine grinding sword creek spring. Occasionally, there is a sentence that can be adjacent to Qu Song. Poetry is like a dragon, uninhibited; If something can be done, what is the scale in the pool? There is Rao Long in the world, but I'm not human. Poetic? Don't wander around with your eyes open. -Lu you

12, this is just a love scene between us, my love. Time and time again, the roaring stormy night pounced on me and blew out my lamp; Black doubts gathered and killed all the stars in my sky. Time and time again, the river bank collapsed, leaving my crops destroyed by floods and my sky torn by sadness and despair. This let me know that there is a painful blow in your love, but there is no cold silence of death. Tagore

13, my Lord, how painful it is to tune the strings! Playing music makes me forget the pain; Let me feel everything in your heart in this ruthless day and in the enjoyment of beauty. The fading night still lingers in front of my door, let her say goodbye in a song. My Lord, with the accompaniment of your star music, pour your heart into the strings of my life. Tagore

14, my heart, the wild bird, found the sky in your eyes. They are the cradle of clear dawn, and they are the kingdom of stars. My poems disappeared into their depths. Let me fly high in this sky and soar in the silent infinite space. Let me break through its clouds and spread my wings in its sunshine. —