Collect some banners of memorial service, preferably 5 words to 10 words.
Typical for future generations to see the world.
Works of keeping the wind and benefiting children, etc.
It is still a dream for children and grandchildren to stay in business for a long time.
After that, why don't we meet again?
Peach blossoms and flowing water go to the moon and spring breeze.
The wind is sad and the willow is sad.
The moon hangs and cries at night, and the cuckoo cries.
Half-window bamboo with wind angle, white horse, plain car, sad dream
Blue sky and blue sea are melancholy and memorable.
The bright moon is not round, but it is always less after the Mid-Autumn Festival.
High winds are respectable, so how can we not get old when we meet books?
A child's career will last forever.
Green mountains and green waters will not rest until death.
Flowers, pines and cypresses can comfort the dead.
(of the elderly) with high moral character and prestige.
Li Tao Xia Tian
There are still traces of labor on the dragon.
Look back at the wreckage in front of the hall
Be thrifty all your life and keep an example.
Half a lifetime of hard work and wisdom spread a good wind.
Live frugally and follow the legacy.
Work hard to pay off my debts.
Pull the martyr and die for the country with the alliance.
Benevolent people have different opinions, and wise people have different opinions. Kill the enemy first.
Fame makes the souls of future generations trust the sun and the moon.
Courage reflects the integrity of mountains and rivers.
Dan Xin Zhao Wannian has done her duty.
Go through fire and water to be brave and inherit the revolutionary tradition of martyrs
Carry forward the patriotic spirit of the predecessors and maintain the heroic spirit before death.
Flowers, pines, cypresses and cypresses can comfort loyal souls after their death.
The reputation of righteousness, ambition, weeping ghosts, supernatural powers and martyrs of the sun and the moon goes down in history.
The heroic legacy of famous mountains and rivers shows the grand plan of uniting man and nature and sparing no effort.
People have cried in the middle of the night.
Wan Liyun empty crane has flown by itself, and its shape dissipates with the clouds.
The crane still sounds like moonlight, and Fusang will ride a whale today.
When will China watch change? The crane will come to the moon, and the night will be quiet and quiet.
Qiu Haitian Li
Crane to China, every night.
The old days withered, Mount Tai collapsed, and the clouds were dark after riding whales.
Back in Ji, the moon is already cold, and he is a teacher and a friend.
Brothers in the afterlife are bound by fate, and there are only tears in their eyes.
I've known you for ten years, but I'm not dreaming because of the cool smell.
After reading the remains of the mountain, the poets failed to leave their ambitions behind.
The white jade building in the sky is the first and a farewell to the past.
Smile, the sky is vast, and sorrow is everywhere.
When the sun sets, I still hope that the moon will shine on the cold maple and Shan Ye will shed tears.
Frost seals grass, white cars are even worse, and Wan Li famous flowers shed tears.
The sound is lonely, and the flowing water in Qingxi is a sad cry, flowing across the sea, across the empty mountain and back to the upper bound.
Without surprise and concealment, Mr. Tijuan cried at night and hung his sword as if it were love. After Huang Ju prospered, people left.
Where do you think you are? When the autumn is clear and the moon is bright, the wine is drunk, and the candle is cut at the west window, which still recalls the charm of honest and frank.
Renqin is gone now, but Mei can't stay in the East Pavilion. She only feels that the moon shadow is oblique, and the moon is praised. Her kindness is often praised by the public.
Doosan is now peaceful and romantic, and is a typical female union actress Shen Baowu.
The fairy drove back to Yaochi, and the spring was gone.
It is difficult to turn a butterfly into a dream of death on a broken moonlit night.
He Ming is still in vain, and there are shadows when the wind is empty.
In the evening, after the rain, you won't leave a fragrant painting hall to know the spring breeze.
A collection of soul, bamboo, frost and phoenix on a moonlit night.
The flowers are floating and the clouds are hanging.
Five stars drive back to Penglai in obscurity, live in the air and do it leisurely.
Yellow leaves are sad all over the ground, and they are sad because of the cold.
Lan Jieyue's cold tears of blood, Xuan Hua Meng's breaking the North Hall's spring rain and pear blossom's eternal hatred.
The machine hangs on the east wall of the autumn wind, and the tung leaves mourn for one day, and the autumn wind destroys the ancestors and bamboos for one night.
In the third night, tears flowed on the lonely and dry Kun. What's the point of smiling?
Hentai's sad rain, alas, alas, the word "alas" can be heard holding grandma's joint kindness and bamboo wind to destroy, and Crane was sad at the moment
At sunset in the western hills, pigeons supported her only shadow and hated her grandfather. She used to love dates and pears and was humiliated and loved by pets.
I couldn't thank Dai Yue enough. Later, when I heard about Sishu, I remembered the past. I helped my father to join the leaning man and went to the third night.
After crying for five nights, I was sad and cold, and all the red tears were blood.
Mourning the birth of the philosopher, the spot suddenly turned into numbness, and the mother was associated with strict relatives and died prematurely.
A loving mother hates death.
My father, my mother died, and I finally only miss my relatives and tears.
It's no use crying an inch. A mother's spirit has nothing to rely on to pull her in-laws.
Who will take care of the tears in the east bed?
It's always difficult for a fallen flower to cry and a bird to hurt you. I can't remember the front emblem, which hurts me.
My son, alas, since his father has returned to the spring land, he still has his own efforts. The Kezhen family is holding his wife's Lianbaoqin without a string.
Yaotai has a moonlight mirror, and the most pitiful children are ignorant. Tomoko, with a charming cry on her pillow, asked when her mother would come back.
I wish there were eyes in the sky to make up for the deficiency in this world. Xu Liangyuan got married in the next life, and Ang Lee's fortune is high. Who will split the geese into shadows?
The wind pavilion mourns the cold of the moon, and forbearance teaches the Jing tree to wither.