Like water, the clouds are light and the wind is light
"Time flies like water" originated from Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion: "For you, it's time to answer your questions, look around in the secluded boudoir and feel sorry for yourself."
The origin of "the clouds are light and the wind is light" Song Chengyu's "Spring Encounter": "The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers flow with the willows."
"Time flies like water, the clouds are light and the wind is light" may be used by the author himself, and there is no next sentence.
Although the flowers fall, the wind catches the dust; What do you mean, water always flows, clouds are light and wind is light?
Although the flowers have fallen, the wind has locked her fragrance, and she has turned into soil, moistening things silently; Time flies like water, even in unforgettable youth, it will be like a long cloud in the sky, and the breeze will pass without a trace, turning into an old thing like a young cloud.
"I expect to find another one in another city. What do you mean?
Don't live up to this fleeting time. Living is like walking on mud. It's too light, and when you look back, you will regret not leaving anything, not even a footprint, but the things in your heart are too heavy, and you will sink in if you are not careful.
What's the next sentence between floating dust and light clouds?
"Time flies like water" originated from Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion: "For you, it's time to answer your questions, look around in the secluded boudoir and feel sorry for yourself."
The origin of "the clouds are light and the wind is light" Song Chengyu's "Spring Encounter": "The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers flow with the willows."
"Time flies like water, the clouds are light and the wind is light" may be used by the author himself, and there is no next sentence.
Have you ever met someone who has done something wrong but can be excused?
"Time flies like water" originated from Tang Xianzu's Peony Pavilion: "For you, it's time to answer your questions, look around in the secluded boudoir and feel sorry for yourself." The origin of "the clouds are light and the wind is light" Song Chengyu's "Spring Encounter": "The clouds are light and the wind is light, and the flowers flow with the willows." "Time flies like water, the clouds are light and the wind is light" may be used by the author himself, and there is no next sentence.
Help me think of a couple's name that corresponds to light clouds and light winds.
Embrace the wind
The wind and rain are mild
Idiom': What does it mean to break the sky?
The fleeting fireworks drunk peach blossoms, blood-writing cinnabar poured all over the world, staring at the horizon with swords, poetry and wine impassioned into luxury intestines, hand over the cliff, blue sky falling far away, paying yellow water, and staying on the other side of weak water for what year? The water is shallow, the shadow is oblique, and the purple is far away. Thousands of cups are exhausted, chivalrous and arrogant! Dream of the world of mortals, drunk and sleepless, accompanied by a pot of sake and lonely songs. Sword is fragrant, firm but gentle wind and fire, cut thorns, determined to clean up the yellow sand, and the desert sunset in the legendary swordsman. The ink-grinding notes are covered with dust, and the lush poems have turned yellow. Appreciate the good times and taste the green tea, and your heart will pay the price of floating dust for it! Qing flute fu, Qin yin with the wind, firm but gentle to break the hubbub, can not stand the poetry mottled like water; Unable to keep the promise of life and death; Endowed with countless tired three silks; I can't escape, but I can't help but leave the fate of reincarnation. Prosperous and flashy, vicissitudes of life! I washed away the lead, but I spent my whole life in silence. I had a good time in the water. I was surprised when I sang and laughed. With her daughter gone, Bai Qing looked back at the moon. When the residual wine is cold, the west wing, the jade screen carved mandarin ducks, the screen window with oblique clouds in the sky, and the plane leaves have entered the night. There are countless rivers and lakes when the moon is full in the West Building. The soul is still drunk, and the river bank is withered. When will it stop? I want to mourn the sky, cook wine and recite poems, and wait for people to look back. A song, a glass of wine, a lonely night, a cold star, the sea is like a billow, the ice and snow melt, thousands of waters cover the mountains and rivers, the waves beat on the shore, the clouds are light and the wind is light, floating like a dream, brushing the ink and dyeing the time, the leaves fall to the ground, the wine is in the breeze, and you laugh for a few times in the spring and autumn. When can you understand the joy of cold? The world of mortals is vast, the sword is blue several times, the world is bloody, and a gloomy sky is presented, with autumn waters facing each other, love robbery and fate robbery, and the world of mortals is bitter However, it is difficult for two people's feelings to turn into a lifetime of drunkenness. Hong Fei fought the sword and strode thousands of miles to build mountains and rivers. Falling red, whispering romantic heartbroken, scattered flowers and dancing all over the world, Iraqis are haggard, dreaming that the flute in the south of the Yangtze River is cold, swords and shadows, watching the disappointed guests drift across the world, fluttering like a fairy in a dream, like water and soft eyes splashing the infatuation and sadness of the earthly boy Lang, and the elegance and gentleness of plain clothes. With wine and flowers, the years are sighing. I dreamed that I was a fairy at night, and I woke up with tears. This dazzling prosperity ended with the fleeting time after the lead flower was washed away. Iron and blood clouds, gone in an instant, love and hate, clear bells and drums, who dares to come out, who will be full of passion for life. Fighting swords leads to blood changes, blood turns into thunder, and the hatred of thousands of generations extends. The sword dust is like frost and snow, and the ice is still clear. Sealed for thousands of years, pale heart covered with stone moss, firm but gentle vertical and horizontal. Pointing out the mountains and rivers is a glorious life. I was fascinated by Jianghu when I first saw it in Shao Hua yesterday. In a blink of an eye, the jade face is not seen alone, and the picture scroll is stained with blood. How can it be a little cinnabar on your brow, covering the whole world, but it is always prosperous. The three armies fought all their lives, and the three armies broke Chang' an, and the jade was broken and hated the sky, but they persisted and found the loneliness without regrets. Who leans on Mingyue Building alone?
I love you. What do you mean, the foreword doesn't match the afterword?
Paranoia, my hair is blowing
The world of mortals smiled a few times.
Tears poured down on the inkstone.
If time can stay at the moment when we first met.
What is the bustling hand?
A flashy life is fleeting.
ignorant
A cup of tea encroached on my half-life candlelight.
Vows, like dust, are taken as a souvenir.
Smile, the clouds are light and the wind is light
Broken strings and fallen flowers
Rows of acacia trees are lush.
Looking back at your third life, you will be confused for the first time.
A wisp of moss has been entangled in fiber dust for thousands of years.
I am dreaming in the clouds.
The shallow song is not over.
These precious flowers have not been folded yet.
Sing softly and watch the years weave.
Listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation.
Each is prosperous, I will draw you a prison.
The veil covers your face, like a lonely alley.
Drowning 3 thousand is just a passing sight
Looking back/smiling back,
When did I get your smile?
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▓ No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, it is only a moment.
Turn your life upside down to love you
He and she laughed like flowers,
Cry, explain, explain the pain
Tear up the prosperity of the world
Her beauty is beyond my reach.
Can you not be brave?
Smiling never hides pain.
Once beautiful, just once.
Behind the floating flowers, quiet inside.
Anything is ok, but love is not for sale.
Gorgeous hypocrisy under the mask of prosperity