Year:? Song? Author:? Janice
Three days before the ninth festival, the guests were taken to the dangerous building. The city is full of wind and rain, and the sky invites people. The right hand is full, the left paw chews, and the chrysanthemums pay each other. Leaning against the corner, smiling at Yunfu. ?
Looking at Pingchou, thousands of hectares, rice harvest. Jiang Chenghai had nothing to do, so he got a small stay. But I hate streamers. If I am seventy years old, I will only have six autumns. Don't ask at the circus, the broken hat has swished.
fish
Year:? Song? Author:? Shu Yuexiang
There are few red and white fish, and the night is cool and quiet.
Chengtan is a 100-foot inorganic substance. Who is a fishing boat since ancient times?
Xiao wo ding Xiao Shu Xuan
Year:? Ming? Author:? Gao qi
The window and the moon are getting farther away, and the dawn is pressing.
There are many birds outside, so you should know that there are beautiful trees there.
The rich fragrance masks the quiet sleep, and nothing is clear.
Quite like a cave rock, living in a monk bamboo.