What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
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Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
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There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
Accustomed to the long nights in spring
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
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The trees in the cave fell into the sky, and the eyebrows were scarlet.
There are people on the river bank who can't sing and have lost their eyes.
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In the celestial world, you can still smell the fragrance of jasper in the wind.
Heron shadows don't come in autumn, and reed flowers are accompanied by dew.
Sweep away the greasy powder to show your character, but learn to make up in red.
Just plant the scale net in Lianxi, and don't fall into the cold pond with the residual leaves.
New Year's Day 22 years later.
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.