Stone city
Hanging rock thousands of feet, borrow European knives and axes, cut into battlements. Thousands of miles of golden city stretches as far as the eye can see, and Hong Tao in Wan Li bursts. Wangjunlou
The ship breathed a sigh of relief and pointed out that the wind was profitable. A torch is lit on the bow, and the chain is burned casually.
This spring, I went to Qiu Lai, where I was caught in a misty rain. It is called the Six Dynasties to promote the abolition of things, and the Xiaoling Temple Pavilion is broken. hill
The color is desolate, the river is rushing, and the tide is empty. A few flutes sounded and reeds fluttered in the wind.
Zhou Yuzhai
Zhou Lang is a young man and a big shot in Jiangdong. Eighty thousand troops flew torches, and the wind rolled the yellow leaves in front of the beach. Loulouyun
Collapse, banner sweeping, shooting river blood. In Xianyang in March, there is no such thing as fire.
I miss him and mourn for him. I'll think about that song, and Tiger Account will talk about the rest. Gong Jin had a wonderful day, and the monarch said goodbye to his subjects. A country in the Zhou dynasty
Shu friends are sparse, Liu boils, and the old charm becomes a traitor. I still hate it. Qinhuai is suffocating every night.
Taoyedu
The bridge is low red, the water is long beside Qinhuai, and the poplars are floating. Lead the spring breeze to accompany the dancing swallows and say goodbye with dew and sadness. Yanruan pear
Flowers, rain, cold food and grass hasten the season. Draw a boat full of flutes and drums.
After all, there are few peach leaves and peach roots in ancient and modern times, and the color art is called double unique? A wisp of HongLing leans to the left, and the boudoir is more or less buried. wrong
Who can teach the whole city to be a philosopher? Song of Wang Lang, Yan said.
Many exhibition halls
Beside the old pavilion, it was blown into willow by the west wind. Such as thread, such as silk, infinite hatred, the breeze is like smoke. Sailing on the river,
Don't cry before respecting, your eyes are full of affectionate friends. Words are endless, and the sunset is sad.
Try to be famous for half your life, and be careful in your spare time. Nine out of ten things are often lost. He dances in heavy makeup and is always tempted by his family. horse
Shouting and begging in the street are in vain. What is the joy of the generals? Being poor is better than being stubborn.
mochou lake
The word Yuanyang is a popular story, but is it true? How many heroic sons and daughters created a disaster. Qiandianjin
Lotus, Yushu in the backyard, wind and rain make the disabled. Liu Jia is happy, a song for a long time!
In today's Ruyan Liu Lake, the lake clouds are like a dream, and the lake waves are thicker than wine. At the foot of the mountain, vines and sleeves are dancing in the green belt. peach
Mochow's family, Ye Shenwei, borrowed words. What is the sin of romance? No honor, no shame, no blame.
Changganli
The winding alley, at the oblique angle of the spring city, under the shade of Populus davidiana. The ochre wall is paved with stones, and the door reflects the flowing water of Bixi. drizzle
Xiao, the setting sun mudi, peaches and plums all the way. The wind blows the fallen flowers, and the falling flowers wind blows again.
It is also full of cars, every family is a swallow, and Jiang Jie has beautiful scenery. In April, cherry blossoms are all over the city, and snowflakes are Shaded Knives. Huaishui
Autumn is crisp, Zhongshan dusk, and the old horse ploughs the idle land. A mountain and a ditch, I will die here.
Taicheng
Autumn is spiritual, it is a storm, it is bleak. The sunset crow went down the mountain and asked about the former site of Taicheng. Old Man Cang
Snakes, flowers are cheap blood, rotten cigarettes are blue. Someone is herding horses and the city head is blowing.
At the beginning, I sacrificed my face and only ate vegetables and fruits, abiding by Samoan laws. Why do you dig mice when you are hungry? and
What's wrong with losing when you say "hehe"? Hard words, tears in the hero's chest.
cosmetic surgery
Where to turn around and turn to the prosperous old dreams? Only the green hills surround the old country, and the yellow-leaf westerly vegetable garden. Shixiangyao
Order, fishing palace marsh, people return at dusk. The copper bottle is 100 feet high, and there is a whine.
Only a stone's throw from the river, Yu Wenhuaji is Han Qinhu. Rouge came out arm in arm at the bottom of the well and asked where Erxiaoniang was. clean
Night talk, backyard flower songs, singing girls crossing the river. How many emperors are there in the true colors of Ci field?
Gaozuo temple
The twilight clouds are fading away, the residual buildings are faint, and the clock is lying in the courtyard. Outside the courtyard, there are thousands of green hills and shallow springs. Crow noise is loose.
In the corridor, the mouse turns over the box, and the monk is far away. An empty beam is broken, and the nest does not belong to Yan.
Pity the rise and fall of the six generations, give birth to public interests above all else, and never care about grievances. Plant bodhicitta halberd and enter the Sakyamuni wheel first. green
Stone scoffs at bullets, lights are a laughing stock, and you are a fence sitter for nothing. Constant sand is boundless, and the number of man-made disasters is short.