Fourteenth

若问卿离有多久?春秋负春秋 白雪皑皑化江水，东流似东流 他日闻得卿安在，只怪错时光 谁知帝家无真情，红颜薄命早 、 昔日拜在佛门下，愿死换其生 谁知家师谈轮回，只盼徒顿悟 面壁思过三年久，身影映入墙 家师闻听出关早，只怪情太多 胡人强攻边塞门，儿郎当自强 胡人未归国不平，不敢忘家仇 热血洒在边疆上，偶听断魂长 一曲销魂多薄命，两行热泪流 三更已过曲已终，曲终人未归

How long has Qing been away? The spring and Autumn period is negative, the spring and Autumn period is snowy, and the river flows eastward. When I hear that Qing is here, I only blame the wrong time. Who knows that the emperor's family has no true feelings. He was so young that he was willing to die and change his life. Who knows that the master talks about reincarnation. He only hopes that the apprentice will suddenly realize that he is facing the wall and pondering for three years Hu people attack the frontier fortress, and their son langdang is self-improvement. Hu people do not dare to forget their family feuds and their blood is spilled on the frontier. I hear a long song of soul breaking, and it's hard for them to die. Two lines of tears are flowing, and the song is over, and the song is over

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他走的时候正是盛夏。 万花谷的晴天很美，微风吹拂，花海如潮，你坐在桌前静听潮声，桌上零零散散放着五味药材，淡黄的信纸垫着，这回上面没有留一个字。 半夏，寄生，豆蔻，相思子。 加一味是良药，另一味是毒药。离去的'人何其自私，绝口不提当归，他为你熬好嗜骨蚀心的毒，要你用余生细细品尝。 独活，性温，味辛而苦。 他不说归期，却要你独活。

It was midsummer when he left. The sunny day of Wanhua Valley is very beautiful. The breeze blows and the sea of flowers is like a tide. You sit at your desk and listen to the tide. There are five kinds of medicinal materials scattered on the table, and there is no word on it this time. Pinellia ternate, parasitic, cardamom, Acacia. One is good medicine, the other is poison. The man who left is so selfish that he never mentions angelica. He cooks the poison for you and wants you to taste it for the rest of your life. Angelica pubescens is warm in nature and bitter in taste. He doesn't say the return date, but he wants you to live alone.

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天策 银枪长驱羌胡处，破关山月。但使山河万里依旧，子夜吴歌起，魂梦还乡。一世戍客，委骨同归。 七秀 昔年隐几描眉处，添梨花愁。经年山花绣颊，江火流萤，作画中欢。别有相思，又上心头。如君在侧，笑语轻言。 藏剑 自此红楼画舫别，天命少年游。温存须臾作妄言。星霜几度换，忆垆边人似月。此间沉珂已朽，髯霜鬓雪。满城烟雨，一骑萧索。 丐帮 酒肆兴罢分袂，自此狂歌作别离。颠落南北东西风尘客，靡留青史风月名，纵闻侠骨香。度我红尘遇，平生意自欢。犹记塞上，当时明月。 少林 雪压舍利千层塔，钟鸣古刹烟尘晓。情深错付大梦初醒，自此菩提不见锦书，任云雨无凭。青灯对窗牖，几番清秋过。谁忆红尘，从来寂寞。

Tiance silver spear drives qianghu, breaking through the mountain moon. But the mountains and rivers are still thousands of miles away, the midnight Wu Song starts, the soul dream returns home. I garrison guest, Wei bone together. Seven show in the past hidden a few eyebrows, add pear flower sorrow. After years of mountain flower embroidery cheek, river fire firefly, painting in joy. Do not have Acacia, and on the heart. If you're on your side, you'll laugh. Since then, the sword has been hidden in the Red Mansions, and the boat has been painted. Be gentle and make a false statement in a moment. Star frost for several times, recalling the edge of the moon. Here, the sun has been decayed, the beard is frosty and the temples are snowy. The city is full of misty rain, and the ride is bleak. After the beggars' sect's wine shop was established, they separated, and since then they have been singing farewell songs. It's popular in the north, the south, the East and the West. Spend my time in the world and enjoy business. In Jude, the moon was bright. Shaolin snow pressure relic thousand layer tower, bell ancient temple smoke dawn. Deep love wrong pay big dream wake up, since then Bodhi did not see brocade book, Ren Yunyu no basis. The green lamp to the window, several times of autumn. Who remembers the world of mortals, never lonely.

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万花 又掩青霭停一秋。小楼一夜风雨，谷间万花如昼。长记小妆才了，凭栏掌灯话春秋。东窗墨迹未干，孤灯灭。笔下浮生，花间光阴。 明教 春风十里扬州慢，长街如龙车马辚辚，更吹落，昼昼繁华。楼兰瓜洲夜雪，夜夜侵梦。此地春光倦倦，盛世长欢，独不似我塞北狂风。西望芜羌，独与岁行。 纯阳 荒度剑冢岁月，身老华山，剑意天涯。只当时烹饮寒梅棋轇轕，不觉关风月。晚来阁听雪，忆故人眉骨细雪，眸光清冽。悔教白云，错放苍狗。 唐门 分光捉魅影，锦夜嶙峋寂寂。春光未曾惜此身，千灯终不顾落落，匿生死，匿情爱。但欢枭影不拓红尘，未羁宿命。或衣夜行，与夜长欢。

Thousands of flowers cover green again, and the mist stops for an autumn. A night of wind and rain in the small building, a day of flowers in the valley. Long remember small make-up just, rely on the column to talk about spring and autumn. The ink on the east window is still wet, and the lamp goes out. Floating life in the pen, time between flowers. The spring breeze of Mingjiao is ten miles, Yangzhou is slow, the long streets are like dragons, chariots and horses, and the days are prosperous. Loulan Guazhou night snow, night invasion dream. Here spring tired, prosperous Long Huan, not like I north wind. Looking at Wu and Qiang in the west, I travel alone with SUI. Chunyang wasteland sword grave years, body old Huashan, sword meaning Tianya. When I was cooking and drinking, I didn't realize that it was the wind and moon. I came to the pavilion to listen to the snow in the evening. I remember my old friend's eyebrows and bones. His eyes are clear. Repent to teach Baiyun and put Canggou by mistake. The Tang clan is divided into light and shadow, and the night is lonely. Spring never cherish this body, Qiandeng regardless of the fall, hidden life and death, hidden love. But Huan Xiao shadow does not open up the world of mortals, uninhibited fate. Or clothing night line, and night long Huan.

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