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Silently alone in the west wing, the moon is like a hook, and the solitary phoenix tree locks the autumn in the deep courtyard. It is sad, especially the general taste in my heart. In the sharp wind from the vast sky, apes are sobbing, and birds fly home on the clear lake and white sand beach. The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably. Li in the sad autumn scenery, a wanderer all the year round, lives alone on the high platform in today's illness. After all the hardships and hatred, the white hair is full, and the wine glasses are damaged. 3. Looking for it, it's cold and gloomy. It's the hardest to stop breathing when it's warm and cold. Three glasses and two glasses of wine, how can you beat him? It's late in the wind. Guo Yan is very sad, but this is an old acquaintance. Yellow flowers are piled all over the floor. Who can pick it now? Looking out the window, how can a person be dark? Indus is raining in Mao Mao, dripping at dusk.
The phoenix tree is raining and dripping at dusk. This time is really a "worry" word! There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Flowers still bloom every year, but they are different from year to year. Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward. The sadness of parting is like weeds in spring, which go further and further. Cut constantly, the reason is still chaotic, in order to leave sorrow, the in the mind has a special taste. Since ancient times, it has been sentimental and sad to leave, and it is even worse to neglect the clear autumn festival! Alas, when I suddenly saw this house in front of me, my family froze to death alone.