Mountain posture water state crown Qin Jiang, beauty drunk Li Tang.
Dance is still beautiful only when it is handed down by the wind.
Hate songs, love saints, and regret the dislocation of the emperor for thousands of years.
A person who has gone to the world of mortals has changed, and his waist is like a mother of Chu Palace.
Guo Hua Qing chi
In front of the palace for more than a thousand years, the vegetation was deep and natural.
Several warm soups flowed day and night, and the pool was full of disasters.
Qionghua is old and spring, leaving a beam.
It is difficult to seal concubines in forbidden areas, and tourists will be embarrassed.
Guo Hua Qing chi
The water in Huaqing Pool is still warm. Jiang Ting was arrested the day before yesterday.
Righteousness is recorded in the annals of history, and sincerity is silently sent to the morning.
The waves of the summer sea are difficult to calm, and the clouds in Gele Mountain are temporarily soothing.
How can you become a big country in this world without angry remonstrance?
He Xinlang Guo Hua Qing Chi
Thousands of years of dusty moon, overlooking Mount Li, vaguely still, the old palace que. Solitary hibiscus soup is water-cooled, as empty as snow on pomegranate flowers. Countless, in a hurry What happened that day? Only the Qing tombs in Xianyang are long and desolate. Whispering Wei shui. Kaiyuan flourished like a flood. Yuhuan was newly married. What is the love between them? Unexpectedly, what happened before Ma Yipo ended in sadness. Watch, the fragrance will disappear. Abandoning politics and greed, ask Xuanzong, who is wrong? The past is heartbreaking.
Guo Hua Qing chi
The jade steps are beautiful,
The ancient Chang 'an Glacier melted;
When Huaqingchi was drunk in the Tang Dynasty,
The fallen princess litchi red!
Guo Hua Qing chi
Chang 'an looked back and embroidered.
There are thousands of doors open on the top of the mountain.
As soon as I ride the world of mortals and laugh,
No one knows it's litchi. "