When those red berries come in spring-although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.
The stream from the mountain source is pure, and there are crystal stones in the stream.
Time waits for no one, and people are idle.
I woke up, on the rafters in the low moon, with two swallows on the beams, and Yan Yaner was not sad, and hated Taiwan for crossing the Dongting Lake.
There are strange trees in the yard, right in front of the door. The year before last crossed the north, and the north wind blew white clouds.
How can I tell through these clouds? Everywhere, clouds meet, lovesickness is still known, and the string is wrong.
The oriole language on the string, we talked and talked until the bell at dusk, the bell floating outside the cloud, passed by, passed by, what did I look like,
Like listening to thousands of pines, the moonlit window is empty. What are the advantages of pseudonyms? I'm glad to see you are too tall.
There are many hate platforms on the high platform, and the wind and rain send them back to the ship, which carries people away, leaving people's hearts in autumn.
Keywords autumn wind blows my heart, the red sun railing hangs on the distant sideburns, oh, my brothers, lost and scattered,
Thinking of you, singing my poem, God has pity on the grass, which is in the south, separated by the north and the south.
Bringing a separated heart, the night is long and the voice is silent. Xianyang Road in the city is unique, and the road is blocked and long.
Dragons raise their eyebrows to know that there is hatred, and lonely birds sing their sadness, self-prejudice, and constantly new and beautiful shocks.
New people are not as good as old people, and the old country dreams back. When he came back, he reported to God that my master had declared it a holiday.
It's rare to have a lover. When you, my lover, ride a bamboo horse and love each other with the newcomers, the news of no relatives or friends reaches me.
Every word is Sophora flavescens soup. It rains in Shang Lue, but it is sunset after rain in February and March in Yangchun.
How bright the moonlight is at home! The bright moon rises from Tiantang Mountain, and the Chinese side of the mountain is empty for seven days.
Who is still wearing a harness when he is old? Birds fly out of our sight and go to the plateau, but they are at a loss.
I know who I belong to. I live in Shuiche West, Chang 'an and thought can conquer passion-the dragon is in the northwest.
Dragon Palace is lonely.