点一豆小灯 照在灯火阑珊 提一柄长剑 听得东流青山 再难以遮拦 在一隅残破的东南 向着天狼星照耀的长安 可惜一片 山连着山 是大江两岸 踏上了金...

He who wants to do good knocks at the gate; he who loves finds the gate ...

You smiled and talked to me of nothing and I felt that for this I had be...

Rest belongs to the work as the eyelids to the eyes. 休息从属于工作，正如眼睑从属于双眼。 ...

"What language is thine, O sea?" "The language of eternal question." "Wh...

Stray birds of summer come to my window to sing and fly away. And yellow...

（1） 汴梁城已经很久没出太阳了，连日夜的雨，打在整个汴梁城的诸多大街井栏之上。叫卖声也少了，偶有路人行色匆匆，但也不愿再多逗留一会儿。这和往日...

我知道有两种人。 一种人，信奉丛林法则，不讲底线，只讲利益，惯于用欺蒙骗诈得来的所谓“成就”印证自己的理念，自我陶醉，以为人定胜天，好像蒯越、蔡...

将烈马放歌在白雪皑皑的山陵北巅 将冰酒灼烧在入京使节的归乡心田 将红旗放置在西北帐前的鞍马 将狂风吹遍下的佳人歌舞 揉进半醒半醉的胸口 再让它千...