when a teenager goes to surprise him, he flickers his fingers and dreams for a thousand years. Alone, the mountain is loose, and the end of the world is not fragrant. In a hurry, in a hurry Relying on the sword, Long song defends against the wind.
The reason why Langtaosha Junmo left
is
deeply touched.
people are blushing and tears are salty.
However, I saw an old friend filling in an old song.
Things have changed.
Ruthless Seven Killings
Listen to the sound of the rain in the middle of the night, and the breeze is half moon and the clouds are high. The wind is rustling, and whoever dies, whoever starts to smell the knife. But invited the bright moon.
where to get drunk tonight, the number of cups handed in is already high. Don't mention the past with the hero, but talk about the sky. The heart is beautiful.
looking at Jiangnan? Chu Qing
Clouds and rain, rippling blue waves.
there is a curtain of smoke and rain in front of it, and then the rainbow falls into the water.
there is something between heaven and earth.
The sorrow has been swept away by Chu Qing. What can Zhan Yan ask for?
Where can I sell wine?
divination operator and poem if
combine the two swords of Qingyun,
look through the autumn water,
relieve the sorrow alone.
The small window in the west wing is thrusting,
When I put pen to paper, my heart is broken.
Jiang Chengzi Lie
Drunk in a sea of clouds, South Xinjiang is far away, and the town is boundless. The armor is penetrating, and the heart has never forgotten. But he asked where the hero stayed. On the moonlit night, he was burning incense.
there are countless demons hanging around qingluan, so what's the harm? Burning the heart is really a trick, and the mysterious fire locks Longyang. The fierce dance of silver gun is like a string moon, with golden armor, breaking the Eight Wastes.
17 orders, no joy
sorrow.
Mo Wen, don't beg.
when I dream back, I can't take it back.
it seems to be broken, not broken, but never stopped.
if you are affectionate, don't leave your anger and sink your boat.
who knows that time flies, just like spring water flowing east.
It's hard to ask what happened before you wake up suddenly, and there are cold stars all over jathyapple.
Xijiang Moon Willow
The weeping willows in front of the hall surprised the birds, and the lotus pond was spotless. Where is the reunion after a long time? It reminds me of a ripple in my heart. I haven't seen it for years. How high is the incense burning method? Embrace each other with tears and hate infinite, thinking of parting in the past.
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Little Bodhi, with high ambition, only plays with a stick without a knife.
it's early in the morning, and the ocean's voice is full of music.
Recalling Jiangnan Liuli
Getting rid of dust and smoke,
Who picks flowers first?
The sounds of heaven fade away from the Tibetan scriptures,
Laughing that the colored glaze will be beautiful.
with a flick of a finger.
Guardian Galohuang
I looked at Yin Xue in the deep mountain for a long time, but suddenly I heard that I was surprised at midnight. Hundreds of mountains invite bosom friends, and the sky is clear and the moon is bright.
there are several plants in a holy wizard, so it's not necessary to talk about the overlord's unloading. Why should a hero ask the source, and laugh and speak proudly.
Good spring, Bells
The southern Xinjiang is covered with vast mountains and a long way to go. Whispering softly in the fog? Empty mountains and quiet.
after a thousand years' legacy, I dreamed of bamboo buildings in the scenic area. Smiling with pink face, jade magic mirror, exquisite heart.