Li Bai's 357 words entered my lovesick door, knowing that I was lovesick for a long time and lovesick for a short time. Cao Zhi's moon rises on a tall building. If the road dust is raised and the cement is muddy, there will be different ups and downs. When can we meet in harmony? How can a flowering tree in Xi Murong let you meet me? At my most beautiful moment, I begged this in front of the Buddha for 500 years.
Begging him to let us have a dusty relationship.
Liang Qichao's Ci of Zhi Zhu in Taiwan Province said that he missed the tree, but Silang hated Mandy. Xu Gan's thoughts come from your own mind, but the mirror is dark and incurable. Thinking of a gentleman is like running water, why bother to be poor all the time?