I remember flying on the grass, wearing iron clothes and robes. Tianjin Bridge didn't know anything, so I leaned against the post and watched the sunset. -Don Huang Chao's self-titled portrait.
My heart is like ash, and my body is like not tying a boat. Ask your occupation, Danzhou, Huizhou, Huangzhou. -Song-Su Shi self-titled "Portrait of Jinshan".
White-haired, _ _ rabbit clever. In the moonlight, plum blossoms shadow. -Song-Miao Jian's self-titled portrait.
People who see through banana and cassia twig palm are so carefree, so biting and romantic. Sometimes when brushing turtle hair, you have to smile and nod in vain. -Ming Yao Xiaoguang's portrait of the old man in the lonely temple.
Pear blossoms dream far, but those who worry about spring live. Write your own soul with Mei Ying. Read the faint scarlet letter, miserable life, pay for it, and the kiosk is light and cold.
In the wind and rain, I am withered and lazy to find the old incense path. Small couch _ tea smoke, green leaves _ _, easy to take, pine creek.
There is only one picture, and it is difficult to paint a sad picture. I am afraid of burning autumn frost and adding mirrors. -Zhang Qingwang's "Song of the Fairy Cave-A Small Photo".
Once crossing the sea, I came to the desert and closed the river for four thousand miles. Bone talks about intestinal transition, eighteen years later.
Wake up in the spring dream, spring sail drizzle, solo. Only a few flowers in a bottle don't need company.
The Hanjiang River has just taken the fish away, leaving it in a gray state. Let's see what happens to it. I don't know if it's because of people or asking for shadows. That's why I'm drunk.
How many chivalrous bones does it take to draw a sword and sing? Suddenly say that this person is me, open your eyes and look at others. -Qing-Tan Sitong's "Looking at the Tide of the Sea-A Small Photo of the Topic".