A generation of theme poems
Baishishan River will change, and its spirit has not changed all its life.
I am willing to devote myself to the fire robbery, and I will fly from the cold ashes to the red phoenix.
Things have changed several times, but the moon remains the same.
Where is the spirit of Qin Jian? I will see stars and rainbows for nine days in a row.
The second generation of theme poems
The ice wheel turned down the west wing and it was freezing at the beginning of the night.
Beyond the three mountains, the Taoist heart is home in the world of mortals.
How did Hui Jian break her heart and exchange mink for drinks?
Looking back at the end of the world, I will revisit Bai Yunbian.