Where is the prosperity of music

The vast land is broken with a sword, and the prosperity is gone. [1], finally covered the world for the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. After the glory of China, it was just a scene, and the mountains and rivers were silent forever. [2], Qian Qiu fame, I buried you all my life, exquisite country, ridiculous but no king's life. [3], the phoenix that once played here, so that this place was named after them, left without permission and waited all night. From then on, Wan Li cried. [4], lamenting the tears of beauty, the death of heroes, the world is much more bitter. Mountains and rivers are always silent, how can we be happy? [5], elegance refers to quicksand, and old age is a period of time. [6] The rainy night turned the sky blue. Some people can create surprises without gestures. [7], you have to remember that the rosewood has not gone out, and I have not left. [8], who sighs that the years are long. [9], Han Xiao is vast, full of prosperity and sadness, curved eyebrows, destined to become a thing of the past. [10], the world of mortals began to make up, and the mountains and rivers were boundless. Facing the initial heart, smashing nightmares is impermanent, and life is unparalleled. [1 1], Jiangnan style, Tian Shui Bi Cheng, Tianjiao's wish goes against his body. [12], the mountains and rivers meet and smile for you. [13], if it is bumpy, there is no regret. [14], the past, which was covered by years, passed in a blink of an eye, and in a hurry, it was covered with a touch of sadness. [15], the flowers covered by years are fleeting and blank. [16], I am still watching over you on the other side. [17], those prosperity will eventually become the past, please don't be disappointed, ordinary is for the most beautiful. [18], you have never seen my old age in your journey. [19], when Long song was crying, for those promises that could not be fulfilled, for the deepest love in life, she finally dispersed into clouds. [20] Walk in the sky with you and see the flowers everywhere. [2 1], I am young, I am young. [22] You should remember that in Na Yue, the weeping willows were devoted to Luocheng East. [23], the vast land was broken by a sword, where is the prosperity? [24], send you a song, don't ask the ending. [25], who scattered the smoke, who scattered the vertical and horizontal; Listen to the string and break three thousand infatuations. [26], the breeze is wet, and the tea smoke blows. Relive the old dream, the old friend has gone. [27] Fire-stained Fenglin, Qionghu song month, Long song leaning against the building. Every year, before and after the flowers, a statue of mellow wine. Water falls red-violet, only jade Qing heard it, but the situation is still the same. [28], Yuzhu once remembered the phoenix tour, people went to the empty building, and water went to the empty building. [29] He smiled and ruined himself in the years. [30] You can still have a quiet cup of tea and crush this scene, the bustling fireworks. [3 1], the vanity of the world of mortals is fleeting. [32] I am not me. It's not me in Suzhou that you turned and walked away. [33], a few sighs, generations of joys and sorrows, ridiculous, life is up to me. [34] After a fleeting dream, I went back to the water to watch the fireworks bloom into a full moon. [35], life is alive, as if it were a blink of an eye, and it passed in a blink of an eye. However, I have lived a long time, but I can remember what you said. [36] The fog cleared and I woke up. I finally saw the truth, that is, the silent Qian Fan. [37] The paper is a little worn and fuzzy. But every sketch, every trace, seems to record the yearning that spans thousands of years. At both ends of life, we stood on each other's shore. [39], the edge is like water, just for a word, waiting for the next meeting. [40], holding the old, imprisoning time and space, all of a sudden to the end of time [4 1], people can never see the lens, but I mean, there are thousands of years in the world, such as my moment. [42], it is the leading edge to get drunk when you meet, and the wind and rain are falling, where is it? [43], illusory and boundless, once met, I will never forget it. What's wrong with leaving a smile when you don't know your host? [44], the world out of our generation, is a reminder of its years in the rivers and lakes; Talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. [45], there will be gains and losses, and there will be both worries and grievances. There is wine today, and I will be drunk tomorrow. [46] I know that this kind of love will not have any result, but it can comfort my soul! . [47], looking at the sun and the moon that day, it was always silent; Green mountains and green waters, stretching from generation to generation; Just like in my heart, you never left, never changed. Let it be, mountains and rivers will never meet again. [49], people and the sky are empty, why forget each other, why laugh and be surprised. [50], don't look back, why not forget. Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names. Today, everything is like water. Tomorrow night, you will be a stranger. [5 1], people are destined to meet, but there is no chance to meet, and the ends of the earth hope to remember each other. Knowing each other is lucky, but being together is not lucky. The sky is vast and the moon is bright, and it lasts forever. [52], a brief encounter, love is too slow. I am on the horns of a dilemma. I'm too far away. After the reunion, can you go ashore [53]. It's cold, I'm old, and vicissitudes make me cry. I feel so sad that my heart is empty. I couldn't get over it until dawn, when I lit up my tears and dried them. I hesitated on my pillow [54]. [56], if I speak first, will the days be the same? [57], maybe it's the marriage in my last life, maybe it's the fate in my next life. Seeing each other in this life only adds fruitless grievances [58], and human nature is not as deep as half of lovesickness. The sea is still limited, and acacia is boundless. [59], drunkenly watching others in pairs, [60], no one is secretly crying for love. [6 1], how do you know that a journey of a thousand miles leads to the same goal? Xun Mei didn't look back in the end [62]. Chivalrous men don't marry lightly, and beautiful women don't marry lightly, lest they die for me. [63], people are different, today is not what it used to be, autumn is the same, and people are empty and thin. [64], it is still cold in the shadow of the lamp, the water is still cold in the dream, the silk and bamboo are singing softly outside the building, and the outsiders outside the mountain have not returned to the wild goose. Looking back too early, the Sichuanese who forgot to play the piano were in tears [65], and the flowers fell over their shoulders. Where is the river [66] In the shadow of the cold window of the flute, you gave me a tear, and I saw all the oceans in your heart [67]. Autumn after autumn, one generation urges another to get together and leave, one is happy and one is sad, one is lying on the couch, and one is looking for a group of acquaintances in life and dreams. He will know each other for a while, play for a while and sing for a while. [68] I'd rather we never cared about each other, and I hope we never forgot each other. [69], the rivers and lakes in the dream, flowers bloom, people come and go, bustling. [70] I began to miss the bleak years that I held in my hand and the splendid rivers and lakes. -And those who have loved and hated. [7 1], I'm on the other side of the river. The Watchman has come back, and there is no hope of coming back. [72], safely through the spring and autumn of life. I know. [73], the solemnity of moonlight, the soul of music, everything is just an illusion, fleeting [74], no matter how lonely those figures are, they will never forget [75] and will always be born inadvertently. Look back at the other side. Even if it is found that the situation is longer. [76] I always wonder if my memory lives on the other side of the tape and my ring dies on this side of the tape. Are you always staring at the sunset and the sadness of homelessness? [78] I always hide in the depths of dreams and seasons, listening to flowers and nights singing nightmares, singing prosperity and singing all the memories. [79] Blackbirds flitted across the sky. I am standing in the city. Look at the time of burning to ashes. Make noise. [80], a kind of forbearance is actually a kind of strength, and a kind of silence is actually a shocking confession. [8 1], you never gave me a look back, but I kept smiling at you. [82], I only feel that your review reminds me of your morning and evening. [83], I have been waiting all my life, but I can't get your instant gaze [84] and the fading sunset. [85], in a trance, time stagnates and the years are quiet. Just like ten years ago. [86] The long summer has passed. In early autumn, Shan Ye quietly set foot. [87], the phoenix in pairs, misty rain and autumn colors fly around. Now, the phoenix is gone, and the phoenix is empty. [88], trance, wandering. I think of the flood in Fengtian, the rainy season and the slightly cold early autumn. [89], the life between heaven and earth, suddenly like a passer-by [90], the yellow sand in the north of the Saibei, sent me endless sighs. [9 1], nostalgic for the past and bustling competition. I only caught a glimpse of you, but I caught a glimpse of a dull and far-reaching attitude towards life. Relax, relax, and never be dominated by everything. I am alone in the turbid waves, and I just want to hold the bright moon and die. There is a withered tobacco and a white mustard on the river. [93], Fenghua pen and ink, backyard dust. Then the sky is cloudy, not wandering. Three thousand miles of rivers and mountains have also been Penglai for forty years. Moss is stained with frost, and the mirror is full of color. [94], looking at the rivers and lakes for a hundred years, who said [95], the candlelight in the cloud is vaguely like yesterday [96], since you came out, it is dark in the mirror. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time? [97] Open the HarmonyOS system, who is love? It's all about romance. [98], endless acacia blood and tears throw red beans, and spring flowers can't be finished. [99], this time I leave you, it is wind, rain, and night; You smiled, I waved, and a lonely road spread to both ends. [100] Fading is real, and blooming is just a thing of the past.