The poem about hair loss is 1. What are the poems related to "hair loss overnight due to sadness"?

1. Today in the sun, comb off a few stems.

2. Snow hair falls with the comb, and frost hair hangs down.

In the past, Zhu Yan became a dying tooth, and his white hair became droopy.

There are more stems on the temples now.

5. The short temple is depressed and lost, and the world is really like a postal kiosk.

1. White Hair was written by Tang Bai Juyi, and the whole poem is as follows:

When the white hair knows the season, the darkness is with me.

Today, in the sun, comb off a few stems.

My family doesn't like it, so I sympathize with you

I don't know what's wrong with my cloud.

Ordinary people are 30 years old, strong outside and weak inside.

But thinking about sleeping and eating is reduced by 20 hours.

Besides, I'm forty years old and I'm in poor shape.

The bookworm lost his eyes and the wine made him sick.

Dear, the days are falling, those who are still leaving.

For a long time, nothing will happen. It's too late.

From the world to the old age, three diseases appeared one after another.

There is no cure in this world except the idea of lifelessness.

2. From "White Hair" by Tang Juyi, the whole poem is as follows:

Snow hair falls with the comb, and frost hair hangs on the temples.

Add the old smell and replace the old container.

Although it is as long as paint, it is always a flawless silk.

I hate being in the mirror when my head is half black and half white.

3. From "Sighing White Hair" by Tang Wangwei, the whole poem is as follows:

In the past, Zhu Yan became a hazy tooth.

White hair instantly droops.

How many sad things have happened in my life,

Don't sell to an empty door.

4. From Cen Can's "Sighing White Hair"

White happens to be weird,

There is nothing you can do about it.

Today in the temple,

It's not just counting stems.

5. From Lu You's "Seeing white hair in the mirror when you are sick, there are no ten winter and summer when you are old, and occasionally long sentences"

The short temple is depressed and lost, and the world is really like a postal kiosk.

This made Guan dream for ten years and didn't sleep for three days.

It's hard to build a book, but who listens to the iron song?

If the guest comes to find a place to go, he will sleep leisurely and lean on the screen.

2. What are the poems about "liberation"

1. There are infinite painters in the world. You can't draw a picture with sadness. _ _ _ _ Gao Chan's Night Scene of Jinling

2. the yellow sand wears golden armor in hundreds of battles, and the broken loulan is not returned. _ _ _ _ Wang Changling military seven (4)

3. Why don't men take Wu Gou and accept fifty states in Guanshan? _ _ _ _ Li He's Thirteen Poems of the South Garden (5)

4. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect flowers. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems No.5"

5. The wind is rustling in Shui Han, and the strong man is gone forever. _ _ _ _ Anonymous Jing Song Ke/Unique Water Song

6. oh! Although the three Chu clans can destroy the Qin Dynasty, are there any China? _ _ _ _ Lu You's trip to Jin Cuodao

7. Life and death in the country is selfish, so why not every cloud has a silver lining! _ _ _ _ Lin Zexu's Going to the Garrison to Show My Home, Part II

8. Sleeping at night listening to the wind and rain, iron horse glacier dream. _ _ _ _ Lu You's November 4th storm.

9. Businessmen do not know how to hate their country, but still sing backyard flowers across the river. _ _ _ _ Du Mu's Bo Qinhuai

10. Who hasn't died since ancient times? Take the heart of Dan and follow history. _ _ _ _ Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean

1 1. The body is dead, the spirit is spirit, and the soul is a ghost. _ _ _ _ Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"

12. If you want to serve your country, why should you be born in Yumenguan? _ _ _ _ Dai Shulun's Two Songs on the Fortress, the second song.

13. I dare not forget my country, but I still want to close my coffin. _ _ _ _ Lu You's Book on Diseases

14. Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Hope for Spring

15. fame outside Wan Li, sorrow in a cup. _ _ _ _ Gao Shi's "Send to Anxi"

16. It's a long way, but this is Xiu Yuan, so I will go up and down. _ _ _ _ Qu Yuan's Li Sao

17. Who knows that in this life, my heart is in Tianshan and my body is in Cangzhou. _ _ _ _ Lu You's "Confessions, When Wan Li Find a Wait"

18. My heart is a magnet, which doesn't mean that the South won't rest. _ _ _ _ Wen Tianxiang's The Yangtze River

19. I knew everything was empty when I died, but I was sad to see Kyushu. _ _ _ _ Lou, you are showing it to your son.

20. Fan Zengyi went to the Lord, but Han Xin turned out to be a vassal. _ _ _ _ Yan Sui became King Temple of Wujiang River.

2 1. Get rid of the king's affairs in the world and win fame after his death. _ _ _ _ _ _ _ Xin Qiji's Broken Warrior, a gift to Zhuang Ci from Chen Tongfu.

22. But make Longcheng fly, and don't teach Huma to spend Yinshan. _ _ _ _ Wang Changling's Two Embankments

23. The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. _ _ _ _ Wen Tianxiang's Crossing the Zero Ocean

24. Only the battlefield is the death of a country, so why are they still wearing boots when they die? _ _ _ _ Xu Xilin's Plug

25. Thirty fame, dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moons. _ _ _ _ Yue Fei's "Man Jiang Hong writes Huai"

26. Kyushu is angry and thunderous, and a swift horse is sad. _ _ _ _ Gong Zizhen's "Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems, Its Two Hundred and Twenty"

27. In Julian Waghann, the Central Plains Festival is located in Beiding, and family sacrifices will never be forgotten. _ _ _ _ Lou, you are showing it to your son.

28. Looking at the country and home of the former sages, they are all due to diligence and extravagance. _ _ _ _ Two Poems of Li Shangyin (Part Two)

29. If you go in, you can't go home. If you go out, you will be invincible against foreign aggression and your country will perish. _ _ _ _ Mencius and his disciples "were born in sorrow and died in happiness"

30. It snows in the boat at night, and the iron horse is in the autumn wind. _ _ _ _ Lu You's Five Books on Criticism

3 1. Fuck, Angkor was picked up by rhinoceros, and the car was wrong. _ _ _ _ Qu Yuan's "National Mourning"

32. Hu Shang is still here, and the temples are all autumn first. Tears flow empty. _ _ _ _ Lu You's "Confessions, When Wan Li Find a Wait"

33. One inch of red heart serves the country and two lines of tears homesick. _ _ _ _ Yu Qian's beginning of spring Thought

I don't want to look back at my hometown until I receive the land of Emperor Hehuang. _ _ _ _ Ling Huchu's Travels of the Four Boys (III)

3. Falling Flowers Poetry

Running water is gone, and spring is gone.

-Li Yu, elegant and graceful, in full bloom, out of the water, flowing from west to east. -Liu Yong's "Falling Flowers" leaves only one tree without saying a word, and the running water enters the pool mercilessly.

-Bai Juyi fell into the flower bed and blew, but he smelled the flowing water hole. -Yi Lee infinite spring sorrow don't ask each other, the depth of the bridal chamber.

-was beaten out of the water, * * * to Zhuyu Bay Scenic Area. -Liu Juan is always tired, and the water is * * *.

-Li Shi is running water, and dreams are falling flowers. -Outside the grass in the distant mountains of Qian Qi, the water falls out.

-SiKongShu out of the water, look at it, heartbroken Nanpu. -Ouyang Xiu wine to a happy day, who sits for tenderness.

Get out of the water. -Li Chi Ngai Qiantang River guests came late, out of the water.

-Mo Wen, the capital of Laishui, is waiting for it. The sand moon in Yulin is quiet and dusty. -Yutao Creek is near, fragrant, far, staring, and out of the water.

-Huang Shang remember Levin, after people left. It's still the same out of water.

-Wang Kan came back drunk, just like leaving Taoyuan, but he watched and fell out of the water. -Huang Tingjian out of the water.

The cuckoo was broken in warm days. -Xie Yi out of the water.

There is nothing to hate. Dreams don't come easily.

-Zhang Jixian sees less clouds in the rain and leaves more water. -Zhao Ding's heart is in vain.

Running water is falling, and sadness is rising again. -a purple Lou Yu is still in the dark.

Downstairs water, the setting sun shines. -Deng Su's song.

Get out of the water. People will be thousands of miles away tomorrow.

-Feng Shixing, a moment later, bees and butterflies also paid water. -Shi Hao asked who Yi was at tonight.

Resentment out of the water, wrong six lang. -Zhaoshan is a misty and rainy platform, and the dawn has no taste.

Get out of the water. -Chen Liang is in a bad mood. Ask him when he can see you again.

-look up at the flowing water in the countryside, draw the shadow of the Tang Dynasty and overlook the balcony. -Wei Liao Weng records that he has been here several times a year, but all of them are out of the water.

-Chen Yizhuang, "Flowing Water Flowing Over the Grass". Next year is easy to remember.

-the truth comes out, the sunset glow is fragrant, and this hate meets year after year. -Zhou Qingyan, out of the water, can't bear to go back.

-Zhao Yi floating night powder incense with Meng Han, the water is far away. -Tang Hui suddenly mountain, the world of mortals blowing down, out of the water.

-Liu Chenweng setting sun out of the water, blowing purple, has entered the forest. -Zhao Wen sunset grass, out of the water, still Nanpu.

-Zhan Yuchun Spring comes and goes. People are out of water.

-Yan Lu water broke the bridge and Cao Fang Road, and the light smoke and drizzle disappeared. -seeks and strangers that's all, the old city will come out.

-Lan Pu, Xiong Rudeng, spring twilight, water resentment from the piano. -Li Qunyu went out of the water to recognize the rooftop, half drunk and alone.

-Gao Pian, one hundred years have passed, and everything has been wasted. -Wei Zhuang's "Running Water and Things" is familiar with the world and tired of lovelorn dreams.

-TanYongzhi ancient rock cold cypress, yes, flowing water out of the flower. -pruning flowers around branches, running water has gone and never returned.

4. What are the poems about "moss"?

1, the spring is not green, and the temples are first. We leave for too long, and slowly all the pain will be forgotten by time. I don't know who made me miss that evening, that happy reunion night. Only you and I can understand this feeling. -Song Dynasty Jiang Kui's "Partridge Sky, Yuan Xi Dream"

Before the spring grass grows green, my sideburns have turned silver and are aging too fast. We have been apart for too long, and slowly all the pain will be gradually forgotten by time. I don't know who it is, but it makes me miss it. Every reunion night, only you and I can feel this feeling.

2, the snow in the mountain city, the jade refers to the cold. There are several plum blossoms in the south of the Yangtze River, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the sea. -Liu Zhu in the Song Dynasty "partridge sky, snow shows mountain city, jade refers to cold"

The snow covering the earth reflects the mountain city. In the ice and snow, the flute player upstairs feels cold, doesn't he? The sound of the Qiang flute you played is full of parting sadness, floating in the air. Plum blossoms in Jiangnan bloom and fall, and fall and bloom. How many times have they bloomed? I wander at the end of the world, and my temple is so gloomy.

3, three thousands of feet sorrow, fifty years of spring dream. When you meet someone else, the willow branches share the smoke and help the eaves. -George's "Declining the laurel, the guest window is bright" in the Yuan Dynasty.

Too many worries make San thousands of feet's white hair hang down his shoulders, and no matter how prosperous it is, it's just a dream of spring. Suddenly, I found wisps of light smoke floating from residents' homes, rising from both sides of willow trees and gradually climbing up the towering eaves.

4. When people get old, the west wind will turn white, and butterflies will become a thing of the past. Looking back at the horizon, watching the sunset and counting Western jackdaw in the west. -"Nine Days" by Zhang Kejiu in the Yuan Dynasty.

People in the west wind are old and full of white hair. Jade butterfly is worried about flying into the yellow flowers of tomorrow. Looking back at the vast horizon, I saw a touch of sunset, and several western Western jackdaw flew into the distance.

5, white hair sad mirror, youth for us. -Cen Can in the Tang Dynasty, Judge Wen Yuwen of Wuwei Spring has arrived in Jinchang.

Long white hair laments in the mirror, but it's a pity that youth only brings rags.

6, before the song and dance, in the bustling mirror, dark is green hair. Sadulla in Yuan Dynasty —— The Second Dongpo Rhyme of Niannujiao Deng Shi Town

But in those days, how many prostitutes and dancers turned their hair into white hair here and sent away their life's youth.

7. Danshan sees clear water, and Huanglu sees bitter bamboo. Try adding white hair to your head and Huang Ju to your sideburns. -Song Jiang's "The River is Red in the Double Ninth Festival"

Looking around, I saw green water and red mountains and bamboos in Huang Wei. My head is full of white hair, and I can't live without chrysanthemums!

8, autumn temples contain frost white, and the decline is mainly wine red. Don't miss home, birds sing in the night wind. -Yin Shi of the Sui Dynasty "Don't wait on the Song Dynasty"

We are all white-haired people with temples like autumn frost, and our aging faces turn red only by the strength of wine. The feeling of leaving today is unforgettable, but another day there will be a new scene that touches your lovesickness.

9. I feel sad about the past and laugh at this body. Sorrow makes my face old and my hair full of white hair. With a sigh, I ushered in a new year. -Dai Shulun in the Tang Dynasty, "In addition to staying in stone posts"

Looking back, nothing has been realized, which makes people feel sad and sad; Lonely, I only have a wry smile and bitterness. Sorrow has aged my face, white hair has covered my temples, and a sigh has ushered in the new year.

10, when the youth is geometric, the yellowbird does not rest. People in the world, I don't know where to go home, wandering, white-haired. -Spring in Jiangnan by Li Bai in Tang Dynasty

How long can youth last? In spring, yellow birds are singing.

People are in the end of the world, I don't know where the hometown road is, wandering in the rivers and lakes, white-haired.

5. Poetry related to rural customs

You people from my old country, tell me what happened there! When you passed my window, was the plum blossom Han Mei in full bloom? -Don Wang Wei, "The foot of my bed is so bright, will it have frosted?" Looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank again. I suddenly remembered my home-Tang Li Bai > Where is your hometown? Only when you're drunk-Song Liqing's photo > I miss my family for the festive season-Tang Wangwei > I'm looking forward to the full moon tonight, and I don't know whose home I'll fall in-Tang Wangjian > Strangers are unfamiliar, but they hate the sound of warblers as old as mountains-Tang Sikongtu > Only Spring Breeze, which reflects the lake in front of the door, will not change the waves of the past-Tang He Zhang Zhi > Young people. -Tang He Zhang Zhi > Poems about Hometown 1 Now, when I come near my village and meet people, I dare not ask a question.

(Tang Song Wen Zhi "Crossing the Han River") 2. Humayi is in the north wind, and birds fly south. (Han. Nineteen ancient poems. "Walking and walking again") 3. Sad songs can be used as tears, and they can be used as angelica from a distance.

(Second Han Yuefu. Elegy) 4. In the past, I am gone, and the willows are reluctant. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

("The Book of Songs Xiaoya Cai Wei") 5. However, if you love too much, you will get three spring flowers! (Don Meng Jiao's Ode to a Wanderer) 6. When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? . (Tang Wangwei. Three miscellaneous poems) 7. Where is your hometown? Forget it unless you're drunk.

(Song. Li Qingzhao "Bodhisattva Xia, the wind is soft and spring is still early") 8. Being in a foreign land, I miss my relatives twice every holiday. (Don Wang Wei's "Holidays in the Mountains Think of Brothers in Shandong") 9. Tonight, the moon is full of expectations. I wonder who will fall in Qiu Si? (Wang Tangjian. Looking at the moon on fifteen nights and sending it to Du Langzhong) 10 Everyone gradually feels strange in the local accent, but they hate the sound of warblers like old mountains.

(Downs Contu. Five Poems by People 1 1, looking up, I found that it was moonlight and sank back, and I suddenly remembered home. (Tang Libai. Quiet night thinking) 12. Only the lake is reflected in front of the door, and the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past.

(Tang He Zhang Zhi, a joint book of two hometowns) 13, sadness is not sad, sadness is sad, and happiness is happy. (Chu ci. Nine songs "Think Less about Life") 14, the days of parting have gone, and the days of clothing have slowed down.

(Nineteen ancient poems. Travel again) 15. After people return to geese, they think about flowers before. (sui. Xue Daoheng. People miss home every day) 16. Being far away from hate is like grass in spring. No matter how far you go, it is still alive.

(South Tang. Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le Bu Lai Spring Half") 17, cutting constantly, managing chaos, leaving sorrow. (South Tang. Li Yu Meet each other) 18, which is easier to see when you are away.

The running water has run out in spring (South Tang. Li Yu "The waves wash the sand, and the rain gurgles outside the curtain") 19, it is almost as difficult for friends to meet each other. As for the morning and evening stars (Tang Du Fu. "To Wei Ba Chu Shi") 20. I advise you to drink one more glass of wine and go out of Yangguan for no reason. (Wei. Send Yuan Er An Xi) 2 1 The last time we met in the flowers, we broke up in the flowers, and it has been a year since it bloomed today (Wu Ying, Tang Wei. To my friends Li Dan and Yuan Xi. Candles have a heart to say goodbye, and they cry for others until dawn. Farewell) 23 If there is no north-south road outside the door, people should avoid parting. ) 26, there should be no hate, when the long farewell circle (Song. Su Shi. "Water Tune") 27, I hope people will last for a long time, and thousands of miles * * * ChanJuan (Song. Su Shi. Poems that miss my hometown, the sleeves of the West Building are cold, and the lonely jade locks the temples like frost.

It seemed to smell the flute outside the corridor and gradually fell asleep. Attached to the original jade: seven wonders, dreamland (lonely light in the west building), asking for directions, not knowing the cold peak, lonely clouds are easy to show as light as frost.

You are talking and laughing in the field, and you see the smoke from the kitchen is like a person in your hometown. Wang Wei, a brother who misses Shandong on holiday in the mountains, is a stranger and misses his relatives on holidays. When there is a bright moon, Su Shi, the head of water regulation, asks for wine.

I don't know the palace in the sky, and I don't know the month and time. I'm willing to ride the wind to the sky, I'm afraid I can't stand the cold for nine days in a pavilion of fine jade.

Dance to find out what shadows look like on the earth. The moon turned into a scarlet pavilion, hanging low on the carved window, shining on the sleepy self.

There should be no hate, and nothing can be done. People are sad and happy, and they are separated and reunited. The moon will darken or shine, and it will become round or round. Nothing is perfect, even in the past.

I hope people will live for a long time and have a good scenery thousands of miles away. On the way home in autumn dusk, books are full of things, and I often sleep less under the light.

Homesickness comes early, before the cock crows. In September, the vegetation falls and the mountains are more secluded.

Autumn is cloudy and early dawn, and thousands of trees are gray. I went to the east in autumn and started to turn to the west this autumn.

A horse is thin and broken, and come to a family for two years. When I recall my sadness, I have no money.

Although the heart is not blue frost, it is not natural. Wei Zhaung, homesick outside the river, is sad in a foreign land every spring, and Du Qu oriole knows.

Seeing the setting sun on the river bank, it seems that my heart has been torn into pieces of willow leaves. Two Qin Ge, Phoenix in Sima Xiangru, Phoenix, Phoenix, returned to their hometown and traveled around the world in search of their emperor.

I didn't know what to do when I didn't meet Xi. Why don't I go to Sishang today? There are beautiful women in the boudoir, and the people in the room are poisoning my intestines. Why do you want to be a mandarin duck? You are flying! Emperor Xi Xi lives with me. He must be a princess forever.

Who knows in the middle of the night? My wings fly high and my thoughts make me sad. When I first entered the canyon, I sent my hometown friends and relatives to my hometown friends in Chen Ziang today.

Huanhui will sit with you. Ninglang dam road.

Hard work is particularly windy. Yan Dou Mu Wanli bid farewell to her hometown, and stayed in Xiaoxiang in the snow and rain.

A few lonely pillows are weeping, and several tall buildings are heartbroken. I live in seclusion, and I move on when the breeze comes.

Hard to come to Heng Yue every year, wings destroyed the frost. Thinking that the foot of Li Bai's bed is so bright at night, will it have frost? .

I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic. Where do you go at night, the moon knows the truth.

Mountain light shakes snow, and ape shadows hang cold branches. However, I am afraid that the good scenery will come late and the small order will be moved back.

People come to the heart, and there is acacia here. The night is long and whistling, and the valley is cold.

Ichthyosaurs are active in vicious waters, and there are waves everywhere. The sky borrows the bright moon and flies to Yun Lan.

Hometown is invisible, heartbroken and looking to the west. Li Shangyin stayed in the rain for a long night, and the residual light was solitary.

My hometown is full of clouds and water, which is not suitable for Qiu Meng. Zhong Chun, Liu Jian's gold cup is not washed, Jiang Yi's hometown.

Fireworks on both sides of the strait are full of spring, and the wind on the first floor and the moonlit night are bleak. Zhang Wang should not be ashamed of his tears, nor should Pan Yue be surprised by the frost on his forehead.

Back to the lotus, there is a thatched hall in the depths of the white clouds. Through ancient and modern times, I studied under Mozi, and I shattered the frost on China.

If you miss, you will be ashamed that there are enough snakes. Be careful not to be a toothless mouse. I pity the moon for nine days, and I hate flowers when the wind blows overnight.

A person who lives alone in the county building can't catch a boat or a beach of sand. It has been ten frost in Bingzhou, and the Liuzao Guest House in Shuofang misses Xianyang day and night.

For no reason, I crossed the mulberry river, but I hope that Bing is my hometown. Bai Juyi's three homesick poems look at Jing 'an Hall as a window willow and flowers in front of the station.

Two beautiful springs, on the same day; At this time, family members miss their relatives outside, and people outside miss their families. I miss my hometown from winter to day and night in Handan post office every winter to Sunday, and I always have a kneepad lamp with me.

Want to sit at home late at night.

6. Poetry about liberation

Poems of deja vu

Year: Qing Dynasty Author: Tan Sitong

The stream of life and death is not worth it, and the world turns sharply.

And I am glad that ruthlessness is a relief, but I want to catch up with it.

The courtyard in Tonghua is white with aconite, and the grass is red with tears.

The gold ring flicked and the knot was empty.

"I sent two songs to the ronin because of my feelings."

Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi

Time flies, Pepsi wants nothing.

Even the hair on the head, after a year of bathing.

Bathing is thin and bitter, and after bathing, I am still half bald.

Short temples are covered with frost, and old faces are covered with chunmu.

The strong year is near, and the decline is coming soon.

It should be a lot of troubles and a lack of heart.

More and more dissatisfied, less and less profitable.

The situation is short and white day and night.

Since there is no magic, how can we get rid of old age?

Only when you go out can you live in poverty.

Looking at Dongsi through the mirror, I thanked the Zen guest with relief.

It's not enough to say it, even if it's shaved.

Long rain

Year: Song Author: Su Zhe

The air is still cloudy when the clouds are low, and the mud is deeper when the rain clears.

Ten days later, the late harvest day has invaded.

Eating in the fields is as worrying as the heart of an old farmer.

If the yard wants to grow, its habitat will be Lu Chen.

Although the secret service is half-understood, miscellaneous subjects look for each other.

Whenever there is violence in a bad year, this worry affects the mountains.

It is better to cry than to smell.

I'd like to see the clouds disperse and the autumn sun break the clouds.

Yao Xiaoyong

Year: Song Author:

All methods belong to Dan, and the entrance is deep.

Vacuum light, like the sun, comes from the heart.

There is no answer to confusion, focusing on the past and present exquisitely.

Will this cycle last for a while? Seven treasures gather in Gao Cen.

Know life Brothers' Praise of Guanyin

Year: Song Author: Huang Tingjian

Putuoyan Great Sage should be thirty-two.

Compassion treats all beings with 84 thousand eyes.

Save all suffering, 84 thousand voices.

Returning to Guanyin Bodhisattva was the first to gain enlightenment.

There is no Huang Jushi in the south, and it is miraculous.

Smart and convenient, why not go to Guanyin?

In the storm of Qu and Tang, he was fearless.

One person goes to refuge, and everyone is free.

98 ancient carols

Year: Song Author: Shi

As soon as I miss the door, I ride an iron horse around Kunlun.

A spine made of pure gold passed to the descendants of the shadow of the world.

Fourteen poems

Year: Song Author: Shi

There are men among women, which shows that they are different.

Take the method of abstinence and liberation to capture his greed.

Although people are doing Buddhism at noon, they have nothing to wear.

Past lives, dust Buddha and Bodhisattva.

The same pronunciation in different languages is a pronunciation, and the good one is unique.

The heart is pure and carefree. If there is no happiness, don't think about it.

Take part in accidental amusement with the world, but there are no words in the world.

In June, the cloud of fire burned the sky, and thunder suddenly shook for 3,000 times.

Because of the fever, this is her husband's birthday season, so you can get cool.

I said it would help women in light and law.