Yangguanqu, gold thread, parting cup, pouring jade pot. For fame, you can't stay at home and be a slave in a different place. I think this world is the most hurt place. Yurong is worried about crossing the Wuling River, carving a saddle and being lazy in Linping Road.
Ceng Rui (date of birth and death unknown) was a writer of Sanqu in Yuan Dynasty. The word Ruiqing, since the number Brown. Daxing (now Daxing District, Beijing) people. He moved to the south because he liked Jiangsu and Zhejiang talents. "Ghost Record Book" records that "on the day of death, there were thousands of people hanging on the door", which shows that he was already very famous at that time. Because my ambition is not firm and I don't understand flattery, I have never been an official in my life, traveling around the world and living on gifts from acquaintances in Jianghuai area. He is good at painting and can make argot ditty, and the collection of Sanqu "Poem and Wine Aftersound" is popular in contemporary times. Rui Zeng
Chrysanthemum was planted on chestnuts, Jin Yuan Ming was planted on melons, Shao Ping was planted on the cold of Qingmen, and he loved the moon fragrance. Zhang remembered the bass, which is always a hollow reputation. Guanglu wine helps the head get drunk, and the big official sheep has a tail support. He also lives his own life. The sword in front of the lamp listens to the cock crow, and the flute sucks Feng Ming under the moon. The word fame is lifeless, and it is impossible to learn from immortals. Where did Wunong return to farming? The sun and the moon are idle, the waves in the dream are stormy, and the creation is ruthless. Hanging the palace is very useful, and the dust in the chest is swept away at once. It has been famous for a long time. Mr. Wang's ambition is beyond Gankun, and he dares to think that his world is narrow and his words are overwhelming. Whether by heart or by hand, he is an unparalleled genius. Zheng Hangde Huigan Kun Cream moistens the skin, and wonderful articles overflow the heart. Write a stunning sentence at the end of the pen, knowing that the somersault is ancient, and the veteran of the word world loses. Hanlin romantic, Liyuan Yuefu, will eventually work hard. Hanging is just a heart-to-heart match with the original. How can you drink too much without asking for intimacy? Who knows that I lamented death as soon as I got on Jinling Road! Why don't you go back to Mengqian Lake? The soul comes to the former residence, which is more delicate than plum blossom. Hang Fan Ziying's poem titled Wild Goose Pagoda and write about autumn sky, full of wine and night wind. Poetry is the first in the literary world, sweeping Rongyuan Qianjun. Dragon and snake dream, lonely rabbit path, snapping half-born. Ceng Rui's rivers and lakes are hung, Confucianism admires high fame, and street children recite Ruiqing. Well-dressed, Chu people stay at a respectful distance from others, which is even more shameful and unwilling to accept leisure. If you live, if you die, you will still see Dan Qing. Hanging Shen often writes poems with Tao Wuyan, and one song can pass on Liu Ci. Half-life calligraphy deceives Yan characters, which is the north-south division of the pear garden. What happened at that time, think about it, think about it carefully, it was not like this at that time. The word "Bao Jifu's life" is in the official business, and the two words are carefully considered to pay tips. Shrugging his shoulders like a demon, he is heartbroken and tired, and always looks at Ronghua busy. Talk about temperament, talk about teaching workshops, and be arrogant. The characters in Qiantang, Chen's father, all fell down, but fortunately some people are still old. Afraid to bear the fate of empty stars for North Korea, the phoenix flute idles and dreams, and drives the wind to Peng Ying. Tang Zhi is quiet, Zhang Hui is sunny, and the moon is empty and bright. Fan Bingbu was hung up, and the voice of home was transmitted to Xin, and it was proposed to broadcast by the name of Lin Chi. Fuck Jiao Tong. Only a bosom friend can listen. It is not cheap to sell thousands of gold. Who knows if father and son can do it? Ice is like jade, jade is like ice, clearer than inside and outside. Hanging stone handsome heart clean and dust-free, gas and grace have their own spring. Wu Shan is full of romantic things, every word is new, but the thoughts of your husband have stopped. Three dreams are a hundred years old, and there is only a rotten grass grave. Hanging Huang Derun's heart is like a waterway, and his four bodies are like spring virtues. The romantic tone is really handsome. Qian yao's car followed, and he appointed a Sri Lankan. The mountain wind is different, Ludian forest, sometimes cross the chariot. Hanging from the arch, the beard is raised, and every sentence is scrutinized, and the knife is hidden in the pen. Talent hides weapons. Sigh jade confused, everything is more precious than Shi Yao. The bee is the city, the swallow has a nest, and the sunset hangs. Hanging Zhao carved new words in his spare time and writing old poems after drunkenness are both dragon and snake characters. It's hard to meet this without romance. It's more talented and talented. How long can you live on earth when you feel the rain at night and dream of pear blossoms and sigh the autumn wind? Hanging on the wall of Chen Yan's mansion for many years shows loyalty to the liver. Is it shameful to have frost on the curtain? He is interested in politics and life. If he wants to be idle, he will dream of Huai 'an. When shall we meet again? When will the soul return? Looking southeast, looking up at the three mountains. Hanging Liao Hongdao, there is no note of gold in the world, and the jade building is taught in heaven first. I hate the fact that I don't live with Sven Shou, and I have never become famous. It's dusk, spring and autumn, and tears are full of sadness about you. Hanging with a sigh, Chen Jing broke his beard into a poem demon, and his eyes were drunk. I spent half my life making a San Lv and turning my sigh into a song. I am worried. Fame has changed over time. So what? Hanging Wu Zhongli's rhetoric will sweep away a thousand troops, and he will be smart for half his life. Laiwu is poor, infected with Weymour's disease, and thinks about the weather and the world, which makes it difficult for the hero to hold a grudge. Cold spring is clean, green grass is fragrant, and it is a ghost. Hanging Zhou Zhong Bindan "Unknown Wang Louxuan, Huang should bury his bones." The winding clouds are even more unpredictable. Life is expected to be melancholy, sighing the cold smoke in the lonely grave. Under the bamboo, the sound of spring is soft, and the shadow of the moon belongs to the plum blossom, because I think your singing and dancing are perfect. Hanging Qiao Mengfu all his life, there are few friends in the lake and the sea, and there are several songs in the palace. What are you still fighting for after a hundred years? Kongsheng Xuean invades! Through the fairy bird road, deep around the clouds. I want to hang a sword in front of the grave, listen to the piano on my knee, and take the piano with me to find wine. -Yuan Dynasty Zhong Sicheng's "Double Tone Ling Boxian" Double Tone Ling Boxian
Zhong Sicheng in Yuan Dynasty
Read the full text ∨ Chrysanthemum plants Yuan Ming, melon plants Qing Men Han, Shui Ying loves Yuexiang, and Zhang Yi perch, which always occupy a hollow reputation. Guanglu wine helps the head get drunk, and the big official sheep has a tail support. He also lives his own life.
The sword in front of the lamp listens to the cock crow, and the flute sucks Feng Ming under the moon. The word fame is lifeless, and it is impossible to learn from immortals. Where did Wunong return to farming? The sun and the moon are idle, the waves in the dream are stormy, and the creation is ruthless.
Hanging the palace is of great use
Suddenly his chest swept away the dust, and his reputation spread far and wide in Taiwan Province. Mr. Wang's ambition is beyond Gankun, and he dares to think that his world is narrow and his words are overwhelming. Whether by heart or by hand, he is an unparalleled genius.
Political adjustment and moral benefit
Gankun cream moisturizes the skin, and wonderful articles are in my heart. Write a stunning sentence at the end of the pen, knowing that the somersault is ancient, and the veteran of the word world loses. Hanlin romantic, Liyuan Yuefu, will eventually work hard.
Carve Quan Zhi Fu
How can you drink more without asking for intimacy? Who knows that I lamented death as soon as I got on Jinling Road! Why don't you go back to Mengqian Lake? The soul comes to the former residence, which is more delicate than plum blossom.
Diaofanziying
The poem "Wild Goose Pagoda" is about the crisp sky in autumn, full of wine and the night wind. Poetry is the first in the literary world, sweeping Rongyuan Qianjun. Dragon and snake dream, lonely rabbit path, snapping half-born.
Hanging Ceng Rui green
Confucians and laymen in the Jianghu admire fame, and street children recite Ruiqing. Well-dressed, Chu people stay at a respectful distance from others, which is even more shameful and unwilling to accept leisure. If you live, if you die, you will still see Dan Qing.
How can a carved god recover?
Five words are often written together with Tao poetry, and one song can be the crown of Liu Ci. Half-life calligraphy deceives Yan characters, which is the north-south division of the pear garden. What happened at that time, think about it, think about it carefully, it was not like this at that time.
Diaobaojifu
In my life, the word John has been scrutinized and paid for in official business. Shrugging his shoulders like a demon, he is heartbroken and tired, and always looks at Ronghua busy. Talk about temperament, talk about teaching workshops, and be arrogant.
Chen has a father hanging.
All the characters in Qiantang have been lost, but fortunately some people are still mature. Afraid to bear the fate of empty stars for North Korea, the phoenix flute idles and dreams, and drives the wind to Peng Ying. Tang Zhi is quiet, Zhang Hui is sunny, and the moon is empty and bright.
Ceiling fan ice cloth
Go to Jiasheng, Ye Zhen, Xinchuan, and broadcast your name in Xi Xianlin Pool. Fuck Jiao Tong. Only a bosom friend can listen. It is not cheap to sell thousands of gold. Who knows if father and son can do it? Ice is like jade, jade is like ice, clearer than inside and outside.
Diao Shi jun mei
The heart of Tao is clean and dustless, and harmony has its own spring. Wu Shan is full of romantic things, every word is new, but the thoughts of your husband have stopped. Three dreams are a hundred years old, and there is only a rotten grass grave.
Diao Huang Derun
One heart is like a waterway, and the other is like a spring. The wind is really handsome. Qian yao's car followed, and he appointed a Sri Lankan. The mountain wind is different, Ludian forest, sometimes cross the chariot.
Hang and sink the arch
Lift up your beard, study sentences carefully, and raise your pen to tease words. Talent hides weapons. Sigh jade confused, everything is more precious than Shi Yao. The bee is the city, the swallow has a nest, and the sunset hangs.
Hanging Jun Qing
New words in leisure time, old poems in drunkenness. Both will always be dragons and snakes. It's hard to meet this without romance. It's more talented and talented. How long can you live on earth when you feel the rain at night and dream of pear blossoms and sigh the autumn wind?
Diaochen Yanshi
Years of government wall shows loyalty to the liver, but is the frost in the curtain shameful? He is interested in politics and life. If he wants to be idle, he will dream of Huai 'an. When shall we meet again? When will the soul return? Looking southeast, looking up at the three mountains.
Diaoliao Hongdao
There is no gold in the world, and the jade building teaches heaven first. I hate the fact that I don't live with Sven Shou, and I have never become famous. It's dusk, spring and autumn, and tears are full of sadness about you.
Hang Chen Jing.
Rhyme is broken into a poetic demon, drunk and drunk. I spent half my life making a San Lv and turning my sigh into a song. I am worried. Fame has changed over time. So what?
Diaowu high school Li
The eloquence of language swept away a thousand armies, but the cleverness of mind lasted for half a lifetime. Laiwu is poor, infected with Weymour's disease, and thinks about the weather and the world, which makes it difficult for the hero to hold a grudge. Cold spring is clean, green grass is fragrant, and it is a ghost.
Hanging Zhou
Dan Yong didn't know that Wang Louxuan and Huang should bury the bone. The winding clouds are even more unpredictable. Life is expected to be melancholy, sighing the cold smoke in the lonely grave. Under the bamboo, the sound of spring is soft, and the shadow of the moon belongs to the plum blossom, because I think your singing and dancing are perfect.
Suspension bridge Mengfu
In my life, there are few friends in the lake and the sea, and several palace merchants attach great importance to it. What are you still fighting for after a hundred years? Kongsheng Xuean invades! Through the fairy bird road, deep around the clouds. I want to hang a sword in front of the grave, listen to the piano on my knee, and take the piano with me to find wine. ▲ What was the West Lake like in the past? Sing in the morning and sing at night. How is the West Lake today? War in the morning, war at dusk. In the past, there was a fragrant breeze in the front, but today two or three fishing boats are sinking in the sunset. Time flies and people fight. In the past, the West Lake is now Conan. The title of Jinshan Temple stands like a fist, a tower in a mirror and a nymphs in a painting. The rainbow breaks the bridge, the wind sends the canoe to make waves, the water swallows the ground all day long, the seven pagodas lean against the hibiscus tree, and the Sanshen Mountain is in front of the dead wood hall. There are two things in the world that are hard to say. According to the remnant scriptures, you can borrow jiaozi and clams. Xiang fen long xian When I left my friend, I saw Yunping for the first time. Before I ended my life, I complained about falling. Huai Lake is misty and sorrowful, Huai River is surging away from hate, and Hu Aishan is far away from love. Yubei is as drunk as a fiddler today, and the prompt will be reminded later: it is difficult for fish to rely on, but it is difficult for geese to rely on. There are many Qiantang and few Jinling. Recalling Weiyang's admiration for Jiangdu since ancient times, China, Heaven and Earth, Chu and Wu Weitou. There are 100,000 painted bamboo curtains, 100 red bridges and greenery, and 3,000 miles of brocade cable dragon boats. Willow shakes flowers to cover the spring breeze, purple, jade? Zhu xiangdou It's hard to stay without singing and dancing. Wealth sinks with the setting sun, prosperity dies, and water flows east. The play presents Zhao Xinxin's mental journey of meeting Yangliulou, relying on the piano heart to stir people's hearts. Swear to remember your heart, care about pain and heat, and kill yourself. He loves my caution when I am beaten and scolded under the covers, and I miss his kindness in helping the weak in the dormitory. But like an iron ball in the heart of the waves, I dropped out of school and missed the boat until the heart of the river. If you turn around and lose my mind and body, I must be a sharp knife to cut out your heart. Shunjiang Temple is full of clouds and Zen customs, with golden jade and streamer, and pine, laurel and cold. The Milky Way hangs upside down, the red sun hangs low in the corner of the temple, and Cui Tao is angry and dry. Connect Wan Li Peanut Zuiyan, open the East Pavilion, open the West Building, and surround the mountains with green glaze. The wind shook the smoke away. The earth is far away and the dust is sparse, which is heaven and earth. Last year, I went to my residence for the Mid-Autumn Festival, where it was desolate, but I stopped. This Mid-Autumn Festival, I am thin, but I am in Wu Gou. Sighing and floating vividly, like Justin boating, like mourning strings up and down, like Geng Liang going upstairs. The pleasure of drinking can't be bought with money. You asked Junping that I was loose-packed, and Chang 'e laughed at me and stayed for a long time. Sending Mr. Ren into seclusion is like returning the mountain to the lake. Daoism is natural for work, turning white stone into charcoal and gold into furnace. The purple bamboo pole is fishing in the current, and the green quinoa pole is reading a book on the fire. What is the world like, what is the cold and warm? It also applies to Sean and Tao Zhu. Two articles for friends meet and know each other on the journey, modest and graceful, generous and strange. The gold ring is exquisite, and the treasure belt is full of flowers. The door is quiet, the frost is bright, and the wind is evil? Flag. Shengde is majestic, the ecliptic is prosperous, one inch of Dan Xin, and the glory of the world. Young and famous, the rain and dew are sweet, and Han Xiao has a bright future. Sprinkle red plums, the flag turns red feathers, and the sword spits pale essence. Cuiliuying gold flowers are heavy, and jade-nosed colts ride eagles. The dust in the north is clear, the waves in the South China Sea are flat, the sage biography of Chen Zitang, and the merits of Dan Shu are clear. Give a friend a new name and shake the spring breeze of the earth, come from thousands of miles, meet and smile. Tao ran? Zunzhong The music on the strings of Sandalwood Ditch is excellent in the owl pheasant basin. Tao Qi's light eludes his trace, and he has learned to be stupid for half his life. His heart should be as delicate as his hand. The meeting is also in a hurry, don't worry. The lights are connected to the bed tonight, and the smoke and water are lonely. Friends and guests sent an attachment letter to Min Nan, meaning that the three mountains are as far away as Penglai, which makes sense, and there are a few things left behind. Koi fish sank her book, and Qingluan wept in the mirror, and her face parted. Sigh, sigh, sigh, comfort, self-explanation, fate, no fate, riddles are hard to guess. Bloom is gorgeous and abrupt, and the reunion under the moon is buried in the clouds. A leaky boat can't support the blue bridge, and a broken brick can't build a balcony. Secondly, looking at the three mountains from afar, as far away as Yingzhou, the feelings are limited and the worries are infinite. My eyes are fascinated by the sunset, my dream goes around Yunnan, and my feelings flow eastward with the passing water. Are you always sexy and sweet? My heart is like a bottle of good wine. Today, I am as sad as autumn. It's hard to break an oath, and it's hard to give joy. The smoke and water in Taoyuan Cave are vague, and the wind and rain in Furong City are bleak. Third, looking at the three mountains is as far as a kettle. Now, I mentioned the beginning. Betel nut honey spits rouge, jasmine powder floats? Litchi milk tea stirred Joan crisp. Flowers cover the east wall, some hearts pass through, the moonlight is dim, and the west wing is tired. Good things become empty, and new things become sparse; Live as you are, and die as you are. It looks at three mountains as far away as Peng Ying, with morbid eyes, flowers and thin bones. Fill the pit of sadness, leave the burden of sadness, and break the burden of sadness. Wen Taizhen's jade mirror platform became a painting cake, and Guo's HongLing curtain fell in name only. Quietly facing the book lamp, leaning against the screen. Acacia ghost wrapped in confusion, sleeping fiend panic. Fifth, look at the fog on the three mountains and lock the clouds. Jin Xiang Jian Chen. A good time is short, a good marriage is sudden, and love is lingering. I failed my hometown, because of the spring breeze and the green bottle, I snubbed him. Let bygones be bygones, but the old still exists. Parry was pink and sweaty, and her shoes were sewn diligently. Six, looking at the three mountains and fog around the clouds, the word involves business, thousands of miles away. He caused the pain and heat, and I caused the sadness. Who's the news? I asked Deng, who refused to live, to report. How could he be forbidden to chat with magpies before he got married? The smarter you are, the more unconscious you are, and the more you think about it, the more suspicious you become. The heart swings like a hairspring, things are hazy and full of chess pieces. The seventh view is that the fog locks the clouds on the three mountains, and the hungry eyes are frequent and the mouth is empty. Some live alone, some are puzzled by their in-laws, and Juan is flawless. Pei just got on the horse and raised the jade whip. Zhang Junrui just tuned the piano and broke the ice string. It's hard to say, but it's hard to hate and pity. Tears of sadness drenched the blue, and heartbreaking words were covered with dark clouds. Its eight views are covered by fog and clouds, the broom and dustpan are unreliable, and it is difficult to reconcile the piano and the instrument. Turning your head is the fault of many people. Fast refers to bloom's fallen flowers, and it is shocking that spring has gone and spring has come. You can't learn the history of crossing Cai Feng and re-entering Fengtai, nor can you catch up with Chen's picking Coriolus versicolor and re-entering Tiantai. The thrush is careless, and the comment is ashamed. But he can get married, sing and teach him to guess. -Yuan Tang Shunmin's "Double-tone sweet scenery with old feelings of the West Lake" Double-tone sweet scenery with old feelings of the West Lake.
Tang Shunmin in Yuan Dynasty
Look at the full text and ask what the West Lake was like before. Sing in the morning and sing at night. How is the West Lake today? In the war, at dusk.
Fight. In the past, there was a fragrant breeze in the front, but today two or three fishing boats are sinking in the sunset. Time flies,
Characters kill people. In the past, the West Lake is now Conan. Tijinshan temple
Stone stands like a fist, tower in the mirror, fairy girl in the picture. The rainbow breaks the bridge, and the wind sends the canoe to make waves and make water.
Swallow the ground all day. The seven pagodas lean against the hibiscus tree, and the Sanshen Mountain is in front of the deadwood hall. There are two things in the world that are hard to say.
According to the remnant classics, you can borrow glutinous rice balls and clams. Xiang fen long xian Stay away from friends.
When we first met, we were both Yunping. Before we end our lives, we first complain about falling. Huaidian is misty and sad, and Huaishui rushes away from hate.
Hu Aishan is far from love. Yubei is as drunk as a fiddler today, and the prompt will be reminded later: it is difficult for fish to rely on, but it is difficult for geese to rely on.
There are many Qiantang and few Jinling. Yiweiyang
Since ancient times, I have admired Jiangdu, the separation of heaven and earth, and Chu Tou. 100,000 painters painted bamboo curtains, and 100 red bridges were green.
Three thousand Li brocade cable dragon boat. Willow shakes flowers to cover the spring breeze, purple, jade? Zhu xiangdou The song and dance were cancelled,
Time is hard to stay. Wealth sinks with the setting sun, prosperity dies, and water flows east. Play with Zhao Xinxin.
Remember to meet Liu Louxin, hold the piano heart, and provoke the heart. Swear to remember your heart, care about pain and heat, and kill yourself.
He loves my caution when I am beaten and scolded under the covers, and I miss his kindness in helping the weak in the dormitory. But it looks like
The iron ball is in the middle of the wave, and the ship leaves school until the middle of the river. If you turn your back on me, I will be a sharp knife.
Cut out your heart. Tishunjiang temple
Clouds are piled up in the Zen Pass, resplendent and magnificent, and pine laurel gives birth to cold. The Milky Way hangs upside down, the red sun hangs low in the temple corner, and the blue waves ripple.
Angry applause is dry. Connect Wan Li Peanut Zuiyan, open the East Pavilion, open the West Building, and surround the mountains with green glaze. The wind is swaying,
Smoke scattered sandalwood. The earth is far away and the dust is sparse, which is heaven and earth. Mid-Autumn Festival drama topic
Last Mid-Autumn Festival, it was desolate, but I was embarrassed. This Mid-Autumn Festival, I am thin, but I am in Wu Gou.
Sighing and floating vividly, like Justin boating, like mourning strings up and down, like Geng Liang going upstairs. Stop drinking,
Pleasure is hard to pay, ask Junping to let me go loose, and let Chang 'e laugh at me and stay for a long time. Send Mr. Ren into seclusion
Mr. Wang enjoys a leisurely life, half like returning to the mountain and half like returning to the lake. Turning nature into work, boiling white stone into charcoal,
Turn the golden world into a melting pot. The purple bamboo pole is fishing in the current, and the green quinoa pole is reading a book on the fire. What is the world like, what is the cold and warm? also
Sean Jr., also known as Tao Zhu Jr. Two articles for friends
Meet and know each other on the journey, humble and elegant, generous and queer. The gold ring is exquisite and the treasure belt is full of flowers.
Weave green grass. The door is quiet, the frost is bright, and the wind is evil? Flag. Shengde is majestic, the ecliptic is prosperous, and it is an inch of Dan.
Heart, the glory of generations.
Young and famous, the rain and dew are sweet, and Han Xiao has a bright future. Sprinkle red plums, the flag turns red feathers, and the sword spits pale essence.
Cuiliuying gold flowers are heavy, and jade-nosed colts ride eagles. The dust in the north is clear, the waves in the South China Sea are flat, and there is the Chenzi Hall.
Shengde preached, and Dan Shu made outstanding contributions. Name a friend Chongyan.
The ashes moved the spring breeze of the earth and came from thousands of miles away, smiling and meeting each other. Tao ran? Zunzhong The music is on the string, which is great.
In the owl pheasant basin. Tao Qi's light eludes his trace, and he has learned to be stupid for half his life. His heart should be as delicate as his hand. The meeting is also urgent.
Don't worry. The lights are connected to the bed tonight, and the smoke and water are lonely.
It is appropriate for friends and guests to send a love letter to Min Nan.
Looking at the three mountains as far away as Penglai, there is a little truth, and there are several things to leave. Koi fish sank her book, and Qingluan wept in the mirror, and her face parted.
Sigh, sigh, sigh, comfort, self-explanation, fate, no fate, riddles are hard to guess. Bloom's flowers are abrupt, and the full moon brings people together.
Flood and cloud burial. A leaky boat can't support the blue bridge, and a broken brick can't build a balcony. Secondly,
Looking at the three mountains as far away as Yingzhou, the feelings are limited and the worries are infinite. Eyes fascinated by the sunset, dreams around Yunnan.
Love flows eastward with the running water. Are you always sexy and sweet? My heart is like a bottle of good wine. Today, I am as sad as autumn.
It's hard to break an oath, and it's hard to give joy. The smoke and water in Taoyuan Cave are vague, and the wind and rain in Furong City are bleak. third
Seeing that the three mountains are far away from the kettle, I mentioned them at the beginning now. Betel nut honey spits rouge, jasmine powder floats? ,
Litchi milk tea stirred Joan crisp. Flowers cover the east wall, some hearts pass through, the moonlight is dim, and the west wing is tired. Good things never go out,
New to rare; Live as you are, and die as you are. Fourth.
See the three mountains in Peng Ying, dizzy and skinny. If you can't fill the pit of sadness, you can't leave the burden of sadness, you can't break it.
Worried. Wen Taizhen's jade mirror platform became a painting cake, and Guo's HongLing curtain fell in name only. Quietly facing the book lamp, leaning against the screen.
Acacia ghost wrapped in confusion, sleeping fiend panic. Fifth.
Looking at the three mountains in the distance, the fog locks clouds and smoke, the brocade is fragrant, and the sword is dusty. Good time is short, good marriage is sudden, and love is warm.
Wandering around. I failed my hometown, because of the spring breeze and the green bottle, I snubbed him. Let bygones be bygones, but the old still exists.
Parry was pink and sweaty, and her shoes were sewn diligently. Sixth.
Looking at the fog around the clouds, the word quotient is thousands of miles away. He caused the pain and heat, and I caused the sadness. Who's the news?
I asked Deng, who refused to live, to report. How could he be forbidden to chat with magpies before he got married? The smarter people are, the more comatose they are, and the more paranoid they are.
The more suspicious. The heart swings like a hairspring, things are hazy and full of chess pieces. Seventh.
Looking at the three mountains, the fog locks the clouds, hungry eyes are frequent, and the mouth is empty. I feel alienated, I don't know my in-laws, and I have nothing.
Shan Juan's flaw. Pei just got on the horse and raised the jade whip. Zhang Junrui just tuned the piano and broke the ice string. difficult
It's hard to say, but I hate it. Tears of sadness drenched the blue, and heartbreaking words were covered with dark clouds. Eighth.
Looking at the three mountains, the fog locks clouds and smoke, the broom dustpan is unreliable, and it is difficult to reconcile the piano and the instrument. When it comes to people's thoughts, Xun refers to bloom's falling flowers and being surprised.
Spring goes and spring comes. You can't learn the history of crossing Cai Feng and re-entering Fengtai, nor can you catch up with Chen's picking Coriolus versicolor and re-entering Tiantai. draw
The eyebrows and hands are sloppy, and the comments are ashamed. But he can get married, sing and teach him to guess.
▲ Telepathy, seeking a simple book, asking where the spring will return? The word "send spring" does not mention wind and rain, but only complains about falling flowers. Greedy for new wine, while the night is cool, smile and sing. The most affectionate girl thinks outside, playing mandarin ducks and picking lotus flowers on the lake. Words of worry and hatred moved Qiu Si even more. Draw some new geese by the building and put them into a sad word without reading. Years have passed, bacon is mellow, and sleep is lukewarm. Folding plum blossoms does not pass on to my sweetheart, and the village treats me badly. The people you see are like jade, with clouds of sideburns and a half-charming erotic heart. If you are lazy, the flowers will look even and faint. Wine scattered in the flag pavilion, singing and resting, warm wind gently shaking the pavilion. Apricot wall, sunset and spring, horseshoe fragrance, saddle knocking on the moon. Xiaoxiang is in a daze, afraid of the mirror, and the goose can't help but feel heartache. Blue screen window is long at night. /honeymoon. /the dream is short, and I am afraid that I will be easy to board at dusk. -Yuan Wu's Song of Shouyang in Four Seasons with Double Tones
Wu Yi Xi in Yuan Dynasty
Telepathy, thank you for your letter and ask where you want to go back in the spring. The word "send spring" does not mention wind and rain, but only complains about falling flowers.
Greedy for new wine, while the night is cool, smile and sing. The most affectionate girl thinks outside, playing mandarin ducks and picking lotus flowers on the lake. Lingxin
Things, hate, more impressed Qiu Si. Draw some new geese by the building and put them into a sad word without reading. At the end of my life,
Bacon is mellow, and sleep is lukewarm. It's a village evil to break a plum blossom without passing it on to your sweetheart.
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