For the evening scene, I miss the distant place, and new sorrows and old hatreds come and go, and the pulse is thousands of miles.
The two places miss each other's feelings and are separated by Qian Shan.
The rain stopped, the sky was high and the clouds were light, and the twelve Qingfeng peaks could not be seen in the distance.
Without words, who will rely on high intentions?
There are 10 thousand kinds of things written vertically, but who will send them to the cloud? "
"Xiang Xiu lives in Taohua Road, so she is a fairy."
"Ying Ying's wonderful dance is soft in the waist, Zhang Tailiu, Zhao"
"There is a beautiful woman Yao Qing who can dye John, and long poems are sent thousands of miles away."
"My mother can sing and dance since she was a child, and raising her heart can help Chu."
"Jia Niang holds flowers and sings a new vocal group."