Seeking poetry, 300 points, advanced experts, demanding solitary swords around passionate teenagers.

I would rather be an Iraqi than a god. I used to be arrogant, but now I'm scarred. The world is a bright moon, and its face is like a crown jade, shining on the mysterious sky. The beauty of the whole city is shallow in summer, and the water lotus is better than the fairy. It was in its heyday that we both knew the situation from the beginning. Young people are proud of dust, and their swords are as light as cold water. Take the lead, only ashamed of the lotus. Affectionate infatuation is a wonderful work, and deep affection cannot be said. Iraqis are also crazy lovers, with a shallow smile and deep affection. A touch of white is floating in the wind just to show that person your charm. Yuanyang floats in the water, and the spring dream is longer than the account. One night, I left in pain, and from then on, I lived and died. The Emperor of Heaven ruthlessly ordered his son to return, so as to escape the world of mortals and not love others. Lover's tears flow into a river, and flowers are broken. In order to let the feathers fall on the moon again, there is no fear of reincarnation. I think about it every year, and I can't help thinking about it. Flowers bloom and fall every year, and the bright moon brings blood and dust. The Iraqi people are determined not to move, so that the incense is gone. At the end of life, it is difficult for you to get rid of your feelings, but you will still think of your lover's laughter and voice. After death, the tree will flourish and the tree will be full of red flowers. Flowers wither at the end of the flying sky, who will receive Qian Qian's miserable red? People who think deeply during the day miss the bright moon at night. The bonus of Polygonum hydropiper in Jiangnan and Jiangbei is blood in people's eyes. Strong winds sweep thousands of cranes, while heavy rains beat hundreds of bananas. The Iraqis in the tree smelled the wailing and blood beads were dripping in their eyes. In a blink of an eye, it was completed in three generations. The Emperor of Heaven called the Prince back and asked him where his heart was. His heart is still rock-solid, and he is still willing to turn into a man and a month. The Emperor of Heaven sighed and finally allowed him to come down. Looking for Iraqis everywhere, I can't see them, and I will never sit under a tree. For a time, hundreds of millions of red flies and strange trees drooped slowly. The former countryside was so beautiful that it reappeared between the breeze and England. Looking at each other speechless has choked, tears hang tight hug. Wan Lifeng is sunny with lush green leaves. From then on, we separated into the past and lived together. The horizon is endless, and the pavilion is endless. Riding the world of mortals, why not fall in love with God? I sighed when I heard this, and the pages were wet with tears. At the end of the song, people scattered, and the night was full of gold. True feelings are always round, and the stars are shining at night.