Qu: Huashan Mountain
Word: half-baked peach blossom
Sing: Smoke.
Later: an article
Nianbai: Dragon/Elephant/Empty Spirit
Long Yin: If you find a jade pestle, you will be diligent. YunYing if interested, pro dao Xuanshuang.
The morning dew is fragrant and contains spring waves, not tomorrow.
The breeze sends the moon down, and the fog separates the mountains and rivers.
An occasional hiker in the mountains, a drunk young man.
A red dress brings acacia fruit.
Embroidered shoes are bitter and wet, but who will cover her socks?
Meet again at dusk, the night is blurred.
Long sleeves, plain clothes in hand, hair leaning to one side.
The moon and the breeze sing happily.
The old man said, "Where are the guests?"
Shengfeng-Elephant: "I visit ancient temples occasionally, and I want to show my respect."
Shengfeng-Elephant (drunk): I heard that microscopes are not suitable for good horses, so I don't want to sacrifice myself with mirrors.
Xin (laughs): A tolerant person.
The curtain between drunkenness and laughter is hard to give up.
Suddenly, blue tiles fell like rain.
See if the light is a dream or a mistake.
Karma will be a perfect match, and a red line will be gently pulled up.
You love poetry, wine and romance, and beautiful women occasionally get it.
Qing Xi likes acupuncture between fingers and can skillfully pierce lotus petals.
A golden flower in her husband's hand
New Four Years-Empty Car Demon: If I don't care about love, where will I be upset? When you were arrested, I ran around between my relatives, and none of them worked for me.
I'm so sad. Can't you tell me? Today, it is better to watch the wind and dust than to suffer. I left you a good couple, but I can say goodbye from now on.
I can't see the cabin for a moment.
What can we do if we forget each other?
Where does this desolate place sing farewell songs?
I hate the emptiness and waste of life, but suddenly I dream of a pure heart.
The noise reached the front of the house in the middle of the night, and the sound was endless.
The sedan chair in front of the court was jubilant, and the fourteen Niang was delicate and charming.
Don't forget the kindness of the matchmaker when he smiles.
I love other people's happiness several times, but I am troubled by worldly frivolous.
The face is fading, and the family is exhausted.
White leaves are previous, and life and death are hard to hide.
Who knew it was Xian Fan's farewell?
New Four Years-Empty Car Demon Spirit: Is it Lang Fengan? Greet my master, I have been listed as an immortal.