In the autumn wind, the leaves have not yet fallen, and the flowers are blooming. For whom are you thankful for the cold star soul? The time is shallow and the tourists love the distant peninsula. The maple rain falls, the rhyme, the smoke, the green rose dream. If you meet the light fragrance, drink the east fence, the original intention, the long night, the candlelight, the cold color of the country. Far away, the wind blows to the island of the end of the world. The paper is sad. The maple shadow is in the shadow. The moon is condensed and the waning moon is trapped in your cage. The shadow is purple and you are surrounded by the quiet sheng. In the early Qing Dynasty, you are fanned away and alone. The wind and the moon are rustling. The current is cold. The old friends are looking for the old lover. Don’t forget each other. Paintings are close at hand and deep fog. A thousand cups of wind and snow, chrysanthemums condensed in the evening dew, I lie down and listen to the rain in the north, the morning is peaceful, the forest is warm, the sunny day is misty and rainy, the long strings of the piano are cold, the strings are astringent, and the summer is silent, the young man destroys his dream, and the flowers are also drunk for ten years. It's as cold as the snow, the kites are mourning, the cherry blossoms are raining down on the ancient city, Xiao Sheng's jade is like a painting, stained for a long time, and the heart strings are haunted by a nightmare, blooming tea, late spring, the green silk becomes snow, half a clear, sad water, reflecting the moon, twisting the ink on the thin enamel, the lead, and the shallow strings of the piano. Spiritual tranquility, God-given light and fragrant eyebrows, thin water, clear dream, blue ink rhyme, light moon, cold alley, rain has not stopped, dreaming around the soul, crows crying, returning deep, green smoke, cold, people passing away, flowers lost, sorrow, drunken face, plain flowers blooming, flowers blooming and falling on the other side in midsummer Don't give up on each other. Listen to the rain and listen to the dream. The sun shines in the sky in the middle of the summer. The pen and ink love subverts the world. Red roses stain the dew. Break through the wind and dust. The knife no longer fights. Floating catkins dye the wild