Although Tuo Qian is booming, the nest is still desolate. Pangu is tracked hard and the projectiles are expanding and sealing the territory. The generals were beheaded due to the burden, Chang Hong wa

Although Tuo Qian is booming, the nest is still desolate. Pangu is tracked hard and the projectiles are expanding and sealing the territory. The generals were beheaded due to the burden, Chang Hong was buried in Bi, the rituals, music, soldiers and farmers were regulated, and they all imitated Yao and Shun. When the Yinlin is flattened, Li Qiong goes along the track, the pistils of the first place add color to the hibiscus, the cuckoos lie on the bushes and thorns cry out for injustice, Emei shows off the fresh and dry wood, and reluctantly takes the felt cloth, showing the beautiful face of the hozen, the jackal's skillful fingers, and the lion's suan. The majestic appearance, the slightest drop of foam at the mouth, Tong Jianxuxu was stunned to death, and the clothes of Jin Wan, Si and Zhen, would you rather call yourself a poor body? What a shame! Is Yu'an receiving tribute from Shu? The craggy rocks are like Zhong Yu’s rugged and proud bones. That is to say, the shape of the zodiac sign is concave and convex, and the early mothers are annoyed by the nobles and court officials; the fake ones are red, flat and purple, and although they are robbing the soles of the feet, they are still virtuous and willows. How can the common people end up poor and lowly? Ji slowly went to Quan Palace privately and handed over his body. He lied about the ethereal state of China, the Buddha and immortals, the rainbow and neon lights, which are better than the darkness of the nether world. , suddenly annoyed with soup cakes, passed away with shame and regret, crying for Bao Lao reincarnation. Bodhi, Bodhi, Bodhi! May this time shed the skin and become an embryo of ants, building halls and caves, and the religious community will last forever. The louse's brain and liver are hanging down, and the leeches, borers, and crickets are gathered from the hanging arch; the eyebrows and cochlear horns of mosquitoes are crowded with the heads and the barbarians touch the stern; the little sandalwood is where the wives and concubines sleep in the world of mortals. Ugh! On the road of Zangzhaobo, it is to stay and chase away guests at night; to breed wild deer and tsk, tsk, tsk, and hate the crow of owls. Qiusuo's grave can't be filled with sour and jealous bones. After guessing the riddle, after all, it was my cleverness that fooled me, and I mistook my cleverness. The universe is too wide, the pupils are too narrow, and the soul has been cultivated and refined. It deserves to be cherished by its parents, receiving his flesh and blood, and paying for its skull. Ups and downs, joys and ups and downs, sins caused by the cruelty of the nine sutras, only to be reincarnated into descendants. Let's take advantage of the clear sand to wash the marrow, the clear water to clear the intestines, the moonlight, the wind, the wine cup, the poems and songs, and the power and strategy to stand for the future. Look, look, look: the infertile polygonum is beaten, the lotus paddle is swayed, but it seems that the servant is miserable and wandering. Don't panic! Don't panic! It was expected that Lan Wei was filled with compassion, standing tall on the two-queeze ladder, looking at the silver waves and weeping bitterly until the sea dried up and the rocks were broken. He stirred up his long nose and picked up the tortoises, and asked him to protect the square pot. Nearly 120,000 years later, Follow the traces, and the exquisite world will be separated.