It's dark and foggy, so it's good to go to Lang's side and carry socks and shoes today. See you at the south bank of the gallery, always shivering. It is difficult for a slave to come out, but he should be taught to be merciful.
What the landlord said should be like this. Most of "Flower Picking" is in this tone. It may describe little physical contact, but it is definitely full of sexual hints. In my impression, Ouyang Jiong's poems are more prominent, mostly describing the love between men and women.
If you want to go further, I'm afraid you have to look for it in the palace poems of the Southern Dynasties.
There seems to be such a poem in Biography of Yingying.
..... Henan Yuan Zhen also continued to have thirty poems of Hui Zhen. Poetry.
The moonlight shone through the curtains, and the fluorescence was blue.
The distant day began, and the low trees began to turn green.
Dragons blow quite Chu, while phoenix songs blow wells.
Fog hangs in the sky and the breeze surrounds it.
The crimson festival follows the golden mother, and the cloud embraces Yu Zi.
The deeper people are, the quieter they are, and it will rain in the morning.
Beads are bright and elegant, flowers are bright and hidden, and dragons are embroidered.
Yao Chaiyou Cai Feng, Luo Kui Gai Danhong.
From Yaohuapu, I'm going to Jasper Palace.
Because I travel to the north of Luocheng, I occasionally go to Songjiadong.
At the beginning of the play, the tune is slightly decisive and tender.
When cicadas move, jade dust will cover them.
Turn around and go to bed.
Yuanyang cross-neck dance, emerald acacia cage.
The eyebrows are ashamed and the lips are warm.
The air is clear and blue, the skin is moist as jade and muscular.
You can't move your wrist. Many charming people like to bow their heads.
A little sweaty, messy and green.
Fang Xi was in the Millennium, but I was poor for five nights.
There is hate if you stay, and it is difficult to end it.
The slow face is full of sadness, and the words swear.
The gift ring is clear and harmonious, and so is the knot.
Crow powder flows in the night mirror, and the residual light is far away.
Huaguang is still dying, and Xu's pupils are getting bigger and bigger.
Take the EMU back to Romania and have oral sex.
The smell of clothes is still dyed with musk deer, and the pillow is still red.
The power is near the pond grass, fluttering and thinking.
Su Qin complained about the crane and looked back at Hong.
The sea is vast and sincere, and the sky is high and difficult to rush.
Nowhere to go, Shaw History is in this building.
In addition, the longevity hall and the peony pavilion are similar.