Many poets such as Li Bai, Cen Can, Lu Lun, Li Duan, Liu Yuxi, Yuan Zhen, Bai Juyi and Li Shangyin. He wrote guzheng poems that have been passed down through the ages. Nearly 20 poems by Bai Juyi mentioned Zheng. The poem "Zheng" describes a female pianist's exquisite performance: "The clouds are blue and white, the autumn water cuts off the eyes, and the onions peel off the fingers".
Zhang Gui wrote two sentences in "Zheng": "Blue pillars are born in the night wind, and red strings are swallowed by spring water", describing the characteristics of the sound of the Zheng like water. What's more, "Listening to Zheng" and "Jin" in the Romance of the Three Kingdoms written by Li Duan all shine on the golden harp.
If you want to take care of her, she touches a wrong sound from time to time. "This poem shows people Zhou Yu's mastery of temperament skills. There are nearly a hundred poems about guzheng in Tang Dynasty, from which we can see the development of guzheng in Tang Dynasty.
There are 2 1 Tang poems describing the guzheng in Zheng Yi compiled by Shanghai No.1 National Musical Instrument Factory. Pipa art: big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade. Suddenly (jiān) turn off the English slippery flower bottom, and it is difficult for you to swallow the spring and flow under the ice.
The ice spring is cold and astringent, and the strings are frozen, but the frozen strings never stop-leaning alone in the dense bamboo, I am playing the pipa and humming a song about the piano from Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
-Wang Wei's "Zhuliguan" autumn rhyme, save the dragon and phoenix pool. Oil, oil and spring clouds can be done in one cup.
Gin has existed since ancient times, and few people get this taste. I should only have health and knowledge, and I know three things.
-Bai Juyi's "To Gold" is lonely and mysterious, simple and true. As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients.
Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring. Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet?
-Wang Changling's "Qin", a monk in the West Shu of Mount Emei, with a blue silk lute box. When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
-Li Bai's "Listening to Qin Rui, a Monk of Shu" gives birth to autumn water with ten fingers and counts the sunset. I don't know how many people were heartbroken by this song. The mind creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails.
Come to the palace at night, the moon is full of empty mountains. Make a five-beat sound and play with your fingers.
Birds sing, flowers wither, and songs beat the spring breeze. -Bai Yuchan's Untitled Five Tones, Six Methods and Thirteen Emblems, written by Long Yinhe.
A bullet in water, a bullet in a month, the hidden wind makes the branches loose. -Lu Tong's Piano in the Wind II. About the chess Huangmei season, it rained at home and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp. Climbing Guanyin Terrace and looking at the city, Bai Juyi's thousands of households are like a chess game, and Twelve Streets [2] are like vegetable fields.
In the distance, it is slightly into the fire [3], and there are five doors to the west in a week. Leaving the tomb of the Prime Minister's Office, I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely tomb.
The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds. I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master.
But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond. Jiang Cun Qing Jiang Du Fu holds the village stream, and everything in Jiang Cun is quiet.
Swallows on the beam fly freely, and blind dates in the water are similar and accompanied. The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for? More importantly, the night in Feng Yansi is long, people are close, and the dream is broken.
Parrots are asleep, birds are singing, and the cold in the west is not over yet. Red candle, half a game of chess, painting Hirayama green on the bed.
Embroidered son leaned against the lyre, and her eyes filled with tears. Wen lit a candle at the bottom of the well, but Lang Changxing didn't leave.
Linglong dice Anhoudou, what do you know about bone acacia? Two chess pieces were presented to Huang Tingjian, an official, and 300 chess pieces were lost.
Sitting in seclusion, I don't know the joy of the rock, Tan Shengli, the layman's words. Books and books accumulate dust, and cars and horses flock to the door.
If you overcome arrogance and doubt, you will fail. Sure enough, you will eventually defeat the enemy soldiers. Two games of chess were given to Huang Tingjian. When he had no business guests to rest, he talked about two games of chess at the dinner table.
My heart is like spider silk swimming in the blue sky, and my body is like dead branches. I wish to die in the east, and the world can be divided.
Who said I still love the sun? I never know. The Ruishang room of Gushan Temple writes that Lin Bu leans against the railing, and the pavilion behind Gushan Tower leans west.
The gloomy painting axis Lin Temple is littered with chess shuttlecocks. Autumn sometimes flies alone, and the sunset is just cold smoke.
Staying up late loves my family more, just waiting for spring to see the snowy day. In the middle of the mountain, the scholar sent Lin Bu, and at night he heard the sound of monkeys, like Geng Zhichang.
Don't hate Dangui in the middle of the month, come and see the white clouds on the ridge. Chess pieces may wish to be close to the water tower, and poems and songs are all good.
After new worries about his reputation, he rarely lived in seclusion and was rarely quiet.
2. Poetry about design, advertising words or plaque creativity?
1. "Recalling Jiangnan" Tang Bai Juyi
The scenery in Jiangnan is very beautiful, and the picturesque scenery has long been familiar.
At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.
In spring, the river is as green as blue, and I can't forget Jiangnan.
Change it.
Change Jiangnan to the name of your shop.
XX is good, and the scenery is old and familiar.
The people in the photo are very beautiful.
The scenery is beautiful and magnificent. Can you not remember XX?
I suggest using something homophonic, memorable or funny instead of poetry.
For example,
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3. Poems about art What are the poems about art as follows:
1. Bai Juyi's "Go to the Golden Wine" in Tang Dynasty
Lingling autumn and spring rhyme, save the dragon and phoenix pool. Oil, oil and spring clouds can be done in one cup.
Gin has existed since ancient times, and few people get this taste. I should only have health and knowledge, and I know three things.
2. "Qin" Wang Changling in Tang Dynasty
Lonely tong secret empty voice, simple and true. As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients.
Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring. Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet?
3. Li Bai's Listening to Shu Monks Playing the Piano in the Tang Dynasty
Emei Shanxi, a monk of Shu, with a blue silk lute box. When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
4. Untitled Bai Yuchan in the Southern Song Dynasty
Ten fingers give birth to autumn water and play the sunset several times. I don't know if this song of yours has ever interrupted several people's intestines.
The mind creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night, the moon is full of empty mountains.
Make a five-beat sound and play with your fingers. Birds sing, flowers wither, and songs beat the spring breeze.
5. "Qin in the Wind" Tang Lu Tong
Five tones, six laws and thirteen emblems, the dragon sings and thinks.
A bullet in water, a bullet in a month, the hidden wind makes the branches loose.
4. Poetry describing art. About the piano
I leaned alone in the dense bamboo, playing the piano and humming a song. It's too light for anyone to hear, except my partner, Mingyue.
-Wang Wei's bamboo house
Lingling autumn and spring rhyme, save the dragon and phoenix pool. Oil, oil and spring clouds can be done in one cup.
Gin has existed since ancient times, and few people get this taste. I should only have health and knowledge, and I know three things.
-Bai Juyi's On Gin.
Lonely tong secret empty voice, simple and true. As if the string refers to the outside, I saw the early ancients.
Far away from the snow, when it comes to Jiangshan Spring. Who can tell the difference between economy and trade before the end of the high banquet?
-Wang Changling's "Qin"
Emei Shanxi, a monk of Shu, with a blue silk lute box. When I hear the sound of Matsutani, I wave my hand at will.
I heard him in the clear stream, I heard him in the cold bell. Unconsciously, dusk enveloped the castle peak, and the autumn clouds were bleak, covering the dusk sky.
-Li Bai's Listening to Qin Rui, a Monk of Shu.
Ten fingers give birth to autumn water and play the sunset several times. I don't know how many people were heartbroken by this song.
The mind creates nothingness, and the strings ring between the nails. Come to the palace at night, the moon is full of empty mountains.
Make a five-beat sound and play with your fingers. Birds sing, flowers wither, and songs beat the spring breeze.
-Bai Yuchan "Untitled"
Five tones, six laws and thirteen emblems, the dragon sings and thinks. A bullet in water, a bullet in a month, the hidden wind makes the branches loose.
-Lu Tong's Piano in the Wind
Second, it rains at home during the chess season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
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A hundred schools of thought are like a chess game, and Twelve Streets [2] are like vegetable fields.
In the distance, it is slightly into the fire [3], and there are five doors to the west in a week.
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Baidu tells the details of Du Fu's "On Leaving the Tomb of Prime Minister Fang".
I had to come back from this distant place, and I dismounted next to your lonely grave.
The place where I stood was wet with my tears, and the sky was dark with broken clouds.
I once played chess with the Prime Minister, and now I want to take the dagger he wants to my master.
But I only saw petals falling, and I only heard Suzaku respond.
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Baidu takes a look at the details of Du Fu in Jiangcun.
The clear river winds around the village, and everything in the village looks elegant in the long summer. Go to the lobby and swallow it,
Close relatives, gulls in the water. The old lady is using a chessboard, and the younger son is making a hook with an injection.
The only thing many diseases need is medicine, what else can they ask for?
5. Ancient poems about design 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.
(The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands? (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves.
(Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River. (Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village.
(Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River.
(Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring. (Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft.
(Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. (Su Shi: Night Scene of Hui Chong {Riverside).
6. Li Ping quoted poems related to art..
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Shu Zhangtong, Gao Qiu.
An empty mountain condenses clouds without flowing.
Hunan and Hubei cry bamboo sorrow.
Li Ping and China play the piano together.
Kunshan jade broken phoenix calls,
Lotus tears and vanilla smiles.
The cold light melted in front of the twelve gates,
Twenty-three silk moving purple emperor.
Nu Wa tried to repair the sky by refining stones.
The rock-breaking stirred up autumn rain.
Dreaming of the holy mountain to teach the gods,
Old Fish danced Bo and Thin jiaozi.
Wu sleeps on the laurel tree,
The wet and cold rabbit flew barefoot.
Listen to Lu playing the piano on a moonlit night.
Tang _ _ Li Bai
Sit on the bright moon at idle nights, and you play the piano.
Suddenly I heard the tune of "Very Taiwan", which seemed to be the voice of "Han Song".
The fingering of Snow White makes your delicate hands busy, and the syllable of "green water" really nourishes your heart.
Unfortunately, Zhong Ziqi has long since passed away, and there is no such confidant in the world.
Nice piano
Tang _ _ Bai Juyi
Nature is good, and the dust machine smells empty.
When you hear it, everything leaves your heart.
Qingchang can cure diseases, soothe the nerves and nourish the mind.
You should listen to Sanle to comfort Pulsatilla.
Zhang plays the piano.
Tang _ _ Changjian
You go to the grass and Xifeng plays the piano.
Is it only in the mountains that you can get rid of your troubles?
When Chao returned from the mountain pass, he came out of the ridge and heard the sound of silence.
Understand the clouds, see the heart of heaven and earth.
Under Xuanhe, Wan Li is in a clear sky, and pine trees dance.
Change course, buckle (and) business voice, listen to the dragons.
I feel a little crazy and gradually know the depth of the fairy.
Will be refined into a golden tripod and vote for me forever.
Listen to the piano
Tang _ _ Liu Changqing
On the seventh silk, the cold wind in the pines.
Although I like this ancient song very much, most people don't play it today.
Jiangnan Nong Zhao se Cai qu
Southern and Northern Dynasties _ _ Shen Yue
Han Danqi made a literary play.
String threading and quick adjustment of shear flow marks.
The crane rises with white clouds.
White clouds are rising, and the aroma is fragrant.
Coming out of the compound, the song is not over yet.
7. The sentence about art 1. Art is a flower, beauty can be seen everywhere, art is snow, pure and unforgettable, art is the sea, which contains countless treasures, art is a lamp, which illuminates the way forward for us, art is a magnet, attracts people, and art is a song, which makes people intoxicated.
2. Looking at the art paintings around me, I really want to become a flower. If I were a flower, I would let the wind send my fragrance to all parts of the world, let many animals smell it, and I would let the rain make me moist and fragrant all the time.
3. Language is really a science. When we look at others with appreciation, we will naturally find the bright spots in others and talk with others with wise words. Then our interpersonal relationship will be more harmonious and beautiful. Today, I also "drank" some "good words juice". Did you "drink"
4, art-sacred civilians, it is in everyone's heart, hostile to the shadow. It grows green leaves in the dust and branches in the sewage, calling for the arrival of the sun. This is a wonderful spiritual feeling, hazy, chaotic, fresh and beautiful. There is no distinction between good and evil, and this boundary is unreasonable. Art guides us to love and pity the world.
5. The artist observes the invisible, listens to the silence, rearranges and eliminates them, leaving traces for life and life.
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1, art is a flower, beauty can be seen everywhere, art is snow, pure and unforgettable, art is the sea, which contains countless treasures, art is a lamp, which illuminates the way forward for us, art is a magnet, which attracts people, and art is a song, which makes people intoxicated.
2. Looking at the art paintings around me, I really want to become a flower. If I were a flower, I would let the wind send my fragrance to all parts of the world, let many animals smell it, and I would let the rain make me moist and fragrant all the time.
3. Language is really a science. When we look at others with appreciation, we will naturally find the bright spots in others and talk with others with wise words. Then our interpersonal relationship will be more harmonious and better, and we will "drink" some kind words. Have you ever had a drink? 4, art-sacred civilians, it is in everyone's heart, hostile to the shadow. It grows green leaves in the dust and branches in the sewage, calling for the arrival of the sun. This is a wonderful spiritual feeling, hazy, chaotic, fresh and beautiful. There is no distinction between good and evil, and this boundary is unreasonable. Art guides us to love and pity the world.
5. The artist observes the intangibles, listens to the silence, rearranges them, eliminates them, leaves traces, and gives life and life a second life. It's the night watchman's sleepwalking. Stand in the outer space of life and leave your dreams. Art is a group of symphonies with a huge system, each paragraph is soothing and does not need rhythm. The artist is a bird (in a stormy sky and frantic rolling standards), flying up or down. 6, often some small details are not valued by us, in fact, to put it bluntly, these are all arts. But it is not the art in the hands of famous painters, the art sung by famous singers or the art in the hearts of designers. This kind of art belongs exclusively to life and is the art of ordinary people. It is this kind of art that makes our life colorful, full of happiness and simplicity.
7. Who said that art must be an elegant concert and an expensive the world famous paintings? In my opinion, a humorous remark is a short joke. They are all art, and art is around us!
8. I am addicted to reading and writing poems. That line of verse is a flying butterfly that brought me to a beautiful and colorful garden; That poem is like a firefly. "It gives off a faint light, but it will be bright when it is saved."
9. The plain color of the glass pumpkin makes me feel the hardships of the working people; Its birth is inseparable from the hard work of glass-ceramic workers. This pumpkin adds some beauty to my family. Because of the rich imagination of glass-ceramic workers, more people will get more beautiful artistic enjoyment!
10, life is not a lack of beauty, but a lack of eyes to find beauty. There are often many works of art around us that we have not observed, but one day we saw a work of art in the composition class.
Writing two poems about art is an inseparable part of China culture.
After the creation of working people and history, it has been accompanied by our great country for a long time, and it is also a unique and rich culture of mankind. With the development of history and human civilization, it has been continuously deposited, representing the wisdom of China and shining with the light of Chinese civilization. This is an immortal wealth for future generations. "All rivers run into the sea, with great tolerance; The wall stands thousands of miles, and there is no desire. " It is a profound humanistic spirit of truth, goodness and beauty.
It embodies the morality, strength, confidence and courage of the people of China. It shows China people's spiritual freedom, wisdom, patience and good grasping ability.
"Piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, poetry and hops are all inseparable from it. It's all here now, rice, oil, salt, sauce and vinegar tea. "
I didn't do anything at the beginning of my life. After I was born, the Han Dynasty declined. Heaven is ruthless and chaotic, and the earth is ruthless, which makes me meet this time.
The road is dangerous and the people are in exile. Smoke and dust cover the wild, land rover prospers, and ambition is good and righteousness is lacking.
Who should I sue for rude insults? After a while, I knocked on the piano, feeling angry and resentful. Rong Jie forced me to get married and pushed me to the horizon.
Yunshan is heavy and the wind is thousands of miles away. Many people are violent and fierce. Like snakes, they are arrogant and extravagant.
Two beats and one string, the string is heartbroken, heartbreaking and sad. It is better to have no life than to go to the country of Yue Han and enter the city of Hu.
Felt hair is shocking and flesh and blood, and what goes around comes around is boring to curb my feelings. Drums are ringing from the night, and Hu Feng is dark.
Hurt the present, feel the past, feel the past, feel sadness, feel pain, feel pain. I miss my hometown day and night, and I feel the most bitter when my life is full.
Natural disasters make the country chaotic and the people have no owners. I am the only one who has no luck. Different customs and different physical difficulties, different appetites, who can talk! It's sad to think about how hard it is to remember clearly.
The wild goose south wants to make a sound, and the wild goose north returns to the west to get a Chinese sound. Goose flies high, hard to find, but it hurts. Think about it.
The folding of the eyebrows caressed Ya Qin to the moon, and the five strokes were profound. First frost is cold and hungry, so you can't eat meat and cheese.
At night, I heard the long water sobbing. I saw the Great Wall and the road was full. Looking back, it is difficult to pack your bags, and six beats of sadness come and go.
As the sun sets, the wind wails. I don't know who I'm talking to! Vilen is depressed, guarding Wan Li, vulgar, old, weak and young. There are aquatic plants to build homes and repair bases, and cattle and sheep gather in the wild like bees and ants.
When the grass is exhausted, all sheep and horses are disciples. Qipai hates living here. Why don't you see me wandering alone? God, what happened? I live up to God. What makes me different? I live up to the gods. Why should I cross this country? I did eight beats to relieve my worries, but I didn't know my heart was turning to worry.
The sky is boundless and my heart is sad. Life is fleeting, but I can't be happy in my prime.
I want to ask the truth, but the sky is gray and I have no chance. Looking up at the clouds and smoke, nine beats are nostalgic. Who is it? The beacon fire in Chengtou has not been extinguished. When will the battlefield stop? The murderous look rushed to the door, and Hu Feng blew the moonlight.
The hometown is silent with the sound of dust. A lifetime of hard work and parting, ten times of sadness and tears into blood.
I am not greedy for life and hate death, so I can't dedicate my body and my heart. I still want to return to mulberry, and I have been dead for a long time.
Sun, Moon and Sun are in Rongji, and the Hu people spoil me and have two sons. There is no shame in bow education, and the growth of the soul is contemptible.
There is a beat in ten miles, and because of this, sorrow and joy are lingering. Dongfeng responds to the law and has a lot of heating, so we know that the Han family is the son of heaven and the cloth and clothes are harmonious.
The Qiang people danced wildly and sang praises, and the two countries went to war with each other. Suddenly, I met an envoy of the Han Dynasty, and he called me almost by imperial decree, asking my daughter to redeem my concubine.
I am very happy to be alive and to meet the holy king, so I will not say goodbye to my children for no reason. Nine times out of ten, it is difficult to live in two emotions.
This doesn't mean I can't live, but I must go back and caress Hu and cry. Ambassador China greeted me, and I was chubby and yelling. Who knows? Life and death come with me at this time, worrying about losing my glory as a child. How can I have wings to give you back?
Step by step, it is difficult to move, and the soul disappears. There are three beats in ten, and the strings are anxious and sorrowful, and the intestines are stirring.
When I get home, my son won't follow me, and my heart hangs like I'm hungry. Everything in the four seasons has ups and downs, but I am sad and temporarily motionless.
The mountains are high and the sea is wide. I will see you all my life. I dreamed that you came to Sri Lanka at night. Holding hands in a dream is a kind of joy and a kind of sadness, but it hurts after sleeping.
Nine times out of ten, tears are falling, the river is flowing east, and I am thinking. Fifteen beats, a holiday, a promotion, and a full chest. Who knows music? It's unusual in the vault.
I hope I can come back, I hope I can be happy again. My heart is full of sorrow and sorrow. The sun and the moon are selfless and never shine.
It is difficult to separate mother and son, and the same day is more and more like a commercial reference. Life and death do not know each other, where to find! Sixteen beats, endless thoughts, my son and I stand on our side. The sun faces the east and the moon faces the west, so don't be heartbroken.
I don't forget my worry about daylily, I don't care whether I play the piano or not! I don't want to go back to my hometown today. Old grievances are settled and new grievances are long! Blood and tears look up and complain to the gray son, Hu lives alone! Seventeen patted Xi's heart, his nose was sour, and it was difficult for Guan Shan to repair Xi alone. I went with a lot of thoughts, but I didn't think long when I came.
Filled with branches and dried leaves of Artemisia annua, the battlefield was scarred and covered with bones, knives and arrows. In spring and summer, the wind and frost are cold and the people are hungry and weak.
I was so heavy that I entered Chang 'an. I sighed my heart and my tears dried up. Hu Jia was born out of Hu and turned out the same melody.
Although the 18th beat of Xi Qu is over, it sounds memorable. It is a work that knows the subtleties of bamboo silk, and the joys and sorrows change with people's hearts.
Hu and Han are different, and heaven and earth are separated. I am bitter and bitter, and Liuhe is vast and difficult to accommodate! Qin's poems are only this one, or similar to "Three Stacks in Yangguan" [chess]. Teenagers don't know chess, and more are surrounded by peeling and chopping vegetables.
Some people refer to granting, grabbing the corner and grabbing the resumption of trading. Teenagers don't know stars, but seeing them is as good as playing chess.
There are also accusers who will win and see the yuan period. During the seven years of studying in Wuxi, I enjoyed these two things at the same time.
It's been a long time before I know how many people don't know. 361 chess pieces, this is a dry strategy to hide its miraculous effect.
There are 1520 stars in the universe, if multiplied by 36. Take it, except Kun, which is exactly the same as the number of chess.
This principle is extremely precise, and I won't think about it when I go back. Luo Sheng crossed my Shanghai with two long arms.
It's like I'm above the fifth stream and I want to talk to you when I'm not idle. It's worth watching. I live in western Shanxi.
Give birth to me, when will I come back. -Luo Wuxing is good at chess and poetry. In the Song Dynasty, Wei Liaoweng's [Book] and Mo Jun's "Good Book" can be said to be a unique book, and he declared that there was nothing in the world.
Hyun-hyun lost two sons, and paint boxes A and B collected the kitchen. Zhong Wang's original works are still visible, but Ou Chu's ink is not a meme.
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