Drunk song
The prince and the squirrel took the stage in other provinces, and Mr. Wenguang was very cold. The first-class people are tired of food and meat, but Mr. Wenguang doesn't have enough food. Mr. Wang has a way to say it.
Your majesty, you are a genius. Dezun's generation has a long history. What's the use of fame? Du's old man is even more disdainful. He is as narrow as silk. sunrise
Taicang is five liters long, reaching the golden boy period of Zheng Lao. If you have money, look for it, and there is no doubt about selling wine. Get carried away and drink like a real teacher. The clear night is sinking.
In spring, drizzle falls on the eaves in front of the lamp. But I feel that singing has ghosts and gods. How do you know that I starved to death to fill the ravine? When you are at ease, you can kiss the cleaner, and Ziyun can study and finally vote for the cabinet.
Mr. Fu came back early, and Shi Tian's hut was deserted. What's the use of Confucianism for me? Kong Qiu's shoes were stolen! You don't have to smell this. Worse.
Meet and win the trophy.
Come to Xiange to listen to string songs, and then go to Huating to watch and continue. Chi Pan, the wine is flowing, and Pukou belongs to the boat and cherishes the lotus.
There is a secluded stream beside the flower bed, and the paintings float into the night stream. It's hard to get into the boat when the water is covered, but it's easy to stay in the moon when singing and dancing.
Xinlin returned to the boat alone in February, full of water.
The Qingjiang River is full of flowers. I don't care about asking for a gentleman from my hometown, but I always want to live on earth.
Husband is not as beautiful as beauty makeup, and the water temple is fragrant. But hate (cry)
Cover the autumn fan and hang the bright moon in the air (for the king).
Last night, the peach blossom was exposed before the wind, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang. The new favorite of Pingyang song and dance, outside the spring curtain.
Cold gives brocade robe.
It is difficult to leave the Qingjiang River, and the boat will be in Chang 'an tomorrow. The slow dance of black-bone chicken makes you drunk, and the green maple is white and cold.
Autumn grass and yellow flowers cover Gu Lou, and people can be seen from afar. Monks living alone in the mountains, only Han Song sees teenagers.
As soon as you see the sad song, you are as old as before. The White House is gradually seeing autumn grass, and there are many old friends in Qingyun.
The heavenly book called the canglang guest far away, but he got sick several times and failed. Rivers and seas are full of spring, and pedestrians ride Jinling.
Last night, I stayed late at night, and Se still smelled of smoke. The screen of the hibiscus tent is dark, the willow wind and water are on the moon, and the temple is cool.
The cold light in the hotel stayed alone and didn't sleep, and the guest turned sad. Tonight, my hometown is full of thoughts, and the Ming Dynasty is worried for another year.