Life is only a hundred years, but I have experienced countless joys and sorrows. With the rise and fall of the sun and the moon, time keeps moving forward. In the past years, what day did you remember the most? People come and go, who do you remember the most? Time is like water, and in the end, there are always some people and things that are forever cherished in the bottom of my heart and have become eternal. That day, because of your appearance, the rest of your life has been different. Even if you can't stay together, you can't hide from it, the fate of Sauvignon Blanc. Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red. The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze. - Don Cui Hu, "The Title of the Capital City Nanzhuang".
The poet will never forget that last year, on this day, he met a beautiful girl in this courtyard. The girl's red cheeks complement the blooming peach blossoms, but in the poet's heart, people are more delicate than flowers. Now, the poet has come to him with a long heart, and he is looking forward to a reunion after a long absence. This time, he will definitely muster up the courage to confess to the girl. However, the courtyard was empty and never to be seen again, and the figure that haunted him in his dreams. Only the peach blossoms smiled at the spring breeze, but they didn't see the people under the flowers, and their stories had no possibility of continuation. Since then, that year, that day, the girl under the peach blossoms and flower trees has become an eternal regret in his heart! The meeting is so beautiful, you must not miss the good fate. What day is it? When we first met, the beautiful scenery of the good day, you and I are in the prime of life, and at a glance it is ten thousand years, and it is also destined to be entangled in this life. Seeing Qingqing on Huanhua Creek, her face was bright and her eyebrows were light. The green clouds are high, and the golden clusters are small dragonflies. Okay, I asked him if he was here? And smiled: Mo Duo amorous. - Five Generations, Zhang Mi, "Jiangchengzi".
I remember meeting you for the first time by the Huanhua Creek. How beautiful you are, with bright eyes, light eyebrows, high hair like fluffy green clouds, and beautiful ornaments on your hair. I fell in love with you at first sight, and I mustered up the courage to ask tentatively, "Can you date me?" But you smiled mischievously and said disapprovingly, "Don't be sentimental. "Girl, I know that I have been enchanted by you. Your refusal can't make me remove you from the bottom of my heart. 
Meeting is always too beautiful, since I met you, I will never forget the scene when you and I first met. This is a providence, right? Why can't we stay together? In my dreams, I still seek you. Only you are the most beautiful encounter in my life. So I look forward to the happy ending of a lifetime and a couple. The first time I saw it before the grass steps, I met it upstairs through the needle. Luo skirt fragrant dew jade hairpin style. The eyebrows are green, and the face is pink and red. The flowing water will be far away with the spring, and the clouds will eventually be with whom. The wine wakes up and hates the brocade for a long time. Looking for the road in the dream, the rain falls in the flowers. - Song Yan "Linjiang Immortal" On the day we first met, you were fighting grass in front of the steps, and later we met again in the needle building. When you and your female companion are fighting grass, your Luo skirt is stained with dew, and the jade hairpin is trembling in the wind on your head, and the youthful and beautiful appearance makes me deeply fascinated. And at the time of the Chinese Valentine's Day, I reunited with you, you were dressed up extraordinarily charming, with beautiful makeup, and your eyebrows were full of color, and your face was pink with shame when you saw someone. We have affection for each other, but we have no fate. How much time, just like this, with the passage of spring, life is scattered, like floating clouds, how can there be any certainty? Every time I get drunk, I am full of remorse. In my dreams, I looked for you again and again, and when I woke up, I saw the falling flowers drifting away, and the wind and rain sent spring, which could only cause deep melancholy. On that day, we met for the first time. I really hope that that day will stay forever, and our youth will never fade. I remember the first meeting of the painting screen, and the good dream was shocked, and I looked at Gaotang Road. Swallows fly back and forth, and the screen window is a few spring twilight. On that day, where the embroidered curtains met, they lowered their eyes and feints, smiling at the fragrant clouds. Chunshan was silent and silent, and it was difficult to complain in front of people. - Song Su Shi, "Butterfly Loves Flowers".
On that day, you and I met for the first time in front of the screen. I had a good dream at night, but I was always disturbed, and when I woke up, I couldn't calm down, and I looked at Gaotang Road. Swallows come and go, and spring comes and goes several times. I will never forget that day, in front of the embroidered curtain, you bowed your head and pretended to pass by, smiling and straightening, but your hair like a cloud of hair inadvertently disturbed my heart. You frowned like a spring mountain, shy and silent, as if you were very affectionate, but you didn't confide in people easily. It was that day, that look, that your appearance had disturbed my heart, and I could no longer be at peace! 
A lot of fate is accidental. On that day, we met, and later in life, your name has been engraved in my heart, how can I forget? Thirteen and Jun Chu acquaintance, the prince's house made silk bamboo. Only because of the feeling of Jun a review, it makes me think about Jun Chao and Dusk. Goodbye Jun Shi concubine fifteen, and make a neon dress dance for you. It's a pity that the years are like morning dew, when will you be in the mud nest house? - Han Anonymous's "Ancient Acacia".
When I was thirteen years old, it was an ordinary day, and because of your appearance, that day, I can never forget it. At that time, I was playing musical instruments in the princely house. Just because as soon as you turn around, when you look at you, your figure is in your heart in an instant. Since then, I have suffered from lovesickness, morning and twilight, and my mind is full of you. When I see you again, I'm fifteen years old, so let me dance for you. When you dance, do you know how sad I am? I sigh that the years are fleeting like morning dew. When will I be able to build a nest for you like a swallow in the mud and stay with you? I felt hope, but I also felt a deep sense of despair. What a day, what a day. I actually met you, and I understood what it means to be "fortunate in three lives". Tonight, the boat is in the middle of the stream. Today, I have to be in the same boat with the prince. Shame is good, not shameful. The heart was annoyed and unstoppable, and learned that the prince. The mountains have trees and branches, and the heart is pleasing to the king. ——What day is the day of the pre-Qin anonymous "Yue Ren Song", roaming on the water in a boat. What a day it is, I am so lucky to be in the same boat with the Prince. I am deeply wrongly loved, and I am not ashamed of my ugliness, which touches me a lot. There are trees on the mountain, trees have branches, I like you in my heart, but you don't know it! However, whether you know it or not, I like you, and this is something that does not hesitate for a moment! One look at you, a word to you, and I'll be satisfied. 
If life is only as it was first seen, it is a sigh that there are many beautiful encounters, but later there are only long thoughts left. After the dream, the stairs are locked, and the curtain hangs low when you wake up. Last year, when the spring hatred came. The falling flowers are independent, and the micro swifts are flying. I remember the first time Apple saw her, and she was very angry. The lutea strings say acacia. At that time, the bright moon was there, and it was still shining on the clouds. - Song Yan several "Linjiang Immortals, Dream After the Balcony High Lock" dreamed back late at night, the balcony and the red door were locked, and after waking up, I saw the curtain hanging down. Last year's spring hatred came to my heart again, how can I feel embarrassed? Standing alone in the falling flowers, in the breeze and drizzle, watch the swallows fly. I remember meeting Apple for the first time, wearing a shirt embroidered with two heart letters. She played the pipa lightly and poured out her lovesickness. At that time, the bright moon is still there, and she once returned according to her cloud-like figure. And now, it's only in my memory. On that day, we also had sweet moments. However, now, you are gone, and the lovesickness has long been rampant. On New Year's Eve last year, the flower market was lit up like day. The willow tops on the moon, people about after dusk. On New Year's Eve this year, the moon and lights are still the same. I didn't see last year's people, and my tears wet the sleeves of my spring shirt. - Song Ouyang Xiu's "Shengchazi Yuan Xi" On the night of the Lantern Festival last year, the flower market was brilliantly lit and bright as if it were daytime. Yue'er slowly climbed to the top of the willow tree, and the people who loved each other met after dusk, how romantic. This year is the Lantern Festival again, and the moon and lights are still the same as before. It's just that I can't see last year's people anymore, and my sleeves can't help but be wet with tears. I want to go back to last year today! It was an ordinary day. But because of you, it's full of romance and warmth. It was also because of you that it became the best time of my whole life. Thank God for letting us meet at the right time of youth, even if we don't go to the end, it is lucky to have that memory. Half sweet, half sad, when I look back, it seems to see again, that day, you are smiling so brightly, and you are walking towards me. At that moment, my heart was like spring water, rippling in the wind, and I could never stop. - the author -
He Yu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and wishes time to leave warm memories.