The sun is setting, the twilight is red, and the wind is fragrant in Luo Qi.
Take advantage of the beautiful lanterns to compete for release, and the thick flame burns the brocade.
Look at the bright moon, look at the painting city, and the flower shadows are cold and crimson.
Fading out, hibiscus, blooming autumn water.
The satrap sings infinity.
Hold tall buildings and move pearls and jade.
Pour thousands of wells and dance pavilions, hoping that Zhu Lunqing will preach.
Ride a BMW for a thousand times.
Silver candles shine for miles.
Like a chaotic cluster, there are thousands of cold stars, which are crowded in the shadow of Penghu.
The banquet hall is full of talented people, and the colorful powder shines with pearls.
I dare not look. Dan urged me to serve. I traveled to Yanshi.
Get drunk early and get drunk late.
It is slow to recruit prostitutes.
Draw a corner and blow the old plum blossom, and the moon sets on the west building.
(word 157)