Dream into the holy mountain to teach the gods, and the old fish dance with the waves.
Wu sleeps in osmanthus trees, flying barefoot and slanting wet rabbits.
2. Nu Wa's alchemy became absurd, and she lost the real realm of ghosts in the absurd wilderness. When she comes to kiss, she knows that her luck has lost, but when she sighs, the lovely Xiaoyu will not only forget her last name, but also be a son and a red makeup.
It is a crime for a woman to tell the truth, but it is more like singing the moon.
It's none of my business to wear out the iron inkstone. Embroidering and folding the golden needle is effective. I only read the poem without recreation, and I didn't see the words in it, which added feelings to my sadness and made me realize that cleverness is better than stupidity.