Mourning for Qiong Yao's Seven Rhythms

2026-01-17 08:45

The following are some poems in mourning for Qiong Yao: 1. "Seven Laws, Mourning Qiong Yao" I was surprised to hear that the emperor drove a crane into the immortal palace, and the people of the four seas mourned for him. A cold plum flower was dim, and a thousand green bamboos were misty in the rain. Romance novels, light body road, living in the world's legacy of the article arrogant style. Film and television hero Chen Zhe, Gao Huai several sunset red. 2. Seven Laws Mourning Qiong Yao In the dark winter, the snow was strong, and the north wind was cold. I was surprised to hear that the talented woman immortal had ascended, and I was sad and sad for a long time. The intention of chastity is gentle and kind, and the tenderness is deep and fierce. The posthumous letter is indifferent to the affairs of the world of mortals, leaving the literary talent to read the world. 3. "Seven Laws: A Sacrifice to Qiong Yao" A famous person died in the literary world, mourning for Qiong Yao tears full towel. Love spread all over the world under the pen, and spring fell in the misty rain in the dream. It is difficult to miss the heart, and the reunion of scattered people is more true. Even if immortals and mortals were far apart, the Long family's peerless treasures would always be remembered. 4. "Seven Laws, Sacrifice to Qiong Yao Again" Thousands of years to do gold, thousands of years of heaven and earth to find jade sound. The giant brush and beautiful jade shocked the four seas, and the refined and beautiful brocade shook the three hearts. Strange and brilliant sorrow soul moved, swing lingering love soul search. Peerless love story into a story, Qingcheng drunk guests tears wet lapel. 5. "Seven Laws, Three Sacrifices to Qiong Yao" Qiong Yao left the Heavenly Court, and a superstar fell in the Chinese literary world. Drunken eyes exquisite repair gorgeous painting, poetry heart glittering shock screen. Bewitched into a dream, sad speechless, soul-stirring love tangible. The feeling of hatred is shocking and becomes a story, and the emotion is peerless. 6. Seven Laws. Mourning Qiong Yao Wen Xing suddenly died, sad and sad, the bottom of the pen is full of emotions. The flowers outside the window congealed old memories, and the moon in front of the court chanted coldly. Qiong Zhang ten thousand words linger in the soul dream, Yao sentence thousand lines provoke tears. This time I went to the fairy land to find traces, Pengshan cloud road full of singing and dancing. 7. Seven Laws. Mourning Qiong Yao (New Rhyme) The flowers wither and shake hard to stop, and the pen is full of tears. The past is full of empty sigh far away, sad string deep throat sad deep. In the mortal world, white-haired people rarely know each other, and in the Yellow Springs, there are many old friends. The old memories of the book are warm, and the beautiful dreams of Yaotai are forever engraved in my heart. 8. "Seven Laws·Ai Qiong Yao" The fairy in Shu is called Qiong, and the fleeting years linger in my dreams. Love led the teacher into memory, fate tied to the civil husband did not live up to you. The shadow of the clouds began to describe the ambition of youth, and the silver screen repeatedly reflected the feelings in the play. The phoenix passed away, and the Yao chapter was still there. Xiangshui Chu Tianhuai's name. 9. Seven Laws. Qiong Yao's Will Life and Death Reincarnation Creation Ginseng, the meaning of the will was profound. The soul returns to the dream of the crane in the clouds, and the lonely shadow lives in the temple outside the world. The heart disease is cured and the pain is eliminated. There is no shame in seeing through the anger and stupidity. I urge you to endure the tears in front of the spirit, and sigh that life is like a dream. 10. Seven Laws. Reading Qiong Yao's Works The setting sun was red, and the misty rain cut through the wind. The courtyard was deeply affectionate, and the birds were hazy where the seagulls flew. A curtain of quiet dream strings sound short, three play plum blossom flute rhyme empty. There are thousands of worries in my heart, and the flowers fall too quickly.