[Author] Li Bai
Mount Hengshan is gray and purple, overlooking the Antarctic old star. The hurricane blew away the snow from the five peaks.
Flying flowers often fall into holes. With such a clear-cut Yue Xiu, Lang will drag people to Jinzi.
Diners in front of the door are all floating clouds, and the world is better than Meng Changjun. There is no white jade on the river.
If you divide it, you divide it.