Emperor Wei inherited the bright road and will return to old Xinjiang after his death.
Send the imperial city in the morning and spend the first sun in the evening.
Ilo is wide and deep, and it wants to help Sichuan without beams.
The more I go boating in Hong Tao, the more I blame him.
Gu Zhan's love for the city led to internal injuries.
Taigu is vast, and the mountains and trees are gloomy.
I drew rain and mud, and it flowed freely.
There is no track in Zhong Kui, so you'd better climb the mountain.
Today is cloudy, and my horse is yellow.
Huang Xuan can still enter, and I am depressed to relieve myself.
What does Yu Shu think? Honey is leaving home.
This picture is unparalleled when combined with each other.
The owl sings the balance yoke, and the jackal is the road.
Flies are black and white, but cleverness is intimate.
If you want to return it, you can't help it, just stop it.
Why stay? Acacia is endless.
The autumn wind is cool, and cicadas are ringing around me.
When vilen was depressed, the sky disappeared.
Give the bird back to Qiao Lin and flap its wings.
Lonely animals walk in groups. They don't want to eat grass.
Feeling things hurts the mind and caresses the heart for a long time.
What happens if you breathe too much? Fate is against me
I can't help thinking about the same life, and I can't go back.
Lonely souls fly to the old domain, and the coffin is sent to the capital.
A sudden recovery from life, a failure from death.
If you go to the morning dew all your life.
On Sang Yu, the influence cannot be traced back.
Self-care is not a stone, which makes your heart sad.
My heart grieves my God and gives up Mo Chenfu.
Wan Li is still a close neighbor.
You don't lose money when you are in love.
There is no need to be considerate.
Worry becomes a disease, and nothing is a child's benevolence.
Can you not suffer when you are in a hurry?
Why bother? The letter of fate is suspicious.
Nothing to live forever, pine nuts for a long time.
Change in four books, who can keep it for a hundred years?
There will never be a farewell. When will you shake hands?
Wang Qi loves this county, and everyone likes the yellow hair period.
Tears are long and the road is long, so the pen will quit.
Man Jianghong [Yue Fei]
Angry hair rushing to the crown, leaning on the fence and drizzling. Looking up, screaming in the sky, strong and fierce. Thirty fame, dust and earth, eight thousand miles of clouds and the moon. Don't be idle, grow old together and be unhappy.
Jingkang shame, still not snow; When will the courtiers regret it? Driving a long car, Helan Mountain is neglected. Hungry, hungry, eating pork, laughing, thirsty for Hun blood. Leave it at the beginning and clean up the old mountains and rivers. Chaotianque