It's hard for outsiders to say goodbye, but they will always take it from the mountains.
Peony is red and daylily is green. The curtain rolls away, and the road leads to the building. Poor and strange, I smell young slaves being cooked. Sweeping the floor and burning incense with the old fairy, people are better than serial jade.
Peony fights for new makeup, willow flies lightly. I have told the emperor that I want to stay in spring. The situation is that the immortal family has its own longevity formula. The alchemist called to borrow the jade toad to suck the moon in the cup.
Peony is out of spring. Red light fragrance, butterflies are fascinated by flowers. It's clear that people are sleepy After the clouds have cleared, there is nothing to hate. The frequency and problems of fine print gold books. I am sincere, but he may not believe me. A thousand knots make my heart ache. The weight of the hairpin will be similar in a few days.
Today, the red peony in front of the stage, a few flowers want to be old and a few flowers are new.
When you are open, you can't understand color, but when you are backward, you will know it like an illusion.
How many places are you going? I want to ask the master about residual flowers.
Peony flowers grow out of the old column, and the spring shirt covers the tears and then looks at it.
A master doesn't spend time, so it's better to stay cold than a pine tree.
Peony is newly planted, and several flowers bloom in the court. Dongfeng restrained and left it to Xijun.
Peony is red, and the palisade is green. Silk wrinkles the gold core, and high flame is fire.
Carve a red cloud and open a red glow. The smoke is light and glazed leaves, and the wind is divided into corals.
Being exposed to the downturn, I am charming and graceful. Cry when you are drunk, and your daughter dresses up.
Although it is not as gorgeous as brocade, it is not as peach. Sunny clouds dare not disperse, worrying about sunset.
For whom? The feast is on me. I dare to think more, what is the fruit of the gift?
Idle chanting peony poems, long eyebrows.
Looking back at the distance, the whole shirt is too late.
Re-seek the dream of spring, laugh at the shallow flowers.
The mayor lives in a mausoleum, but who knows Ferrand?
Peony screen window. Spit is green and long. Powder smells like old cosmetics. Yu Peiding went far and benefited unforgettable. Cao Cao donated Gaotang County. It is always desolate. The cold toad flew to Acacia's bed. I won't think about it until I meet you again.