The steamed bun is fragrant and fragrant, and the water is good? The breeze is blowing gently. Chai Jin wears Yichun obliquely, and it will be red around his temples for a long time.
2. Huan Yun Cai Chao's "18 midnight songs"
Nong cuts the clouds, Lang splits the hair. Can't find a place, tie a knot.
When my hair is waist-length, I will return the favor. I hope you can report this to Qiong Yao and hold your hand for the rest of your life. When I have long hair to my waist, I know that the moon is bright, and there is no snow and no sorrow tonight. I have waist-length hair, just like the unchanging moon, and you are like the rising sun, and this love will not collapse. You worried about my heart when my hair was waist-length. I sigh what you want, and you say that heaven is long. When I have long hair to my waist and set myself on fire in July, my red makeup is wonderful and the grass is beside the Weihe River. When my hair was waist-length, there were fifty strings in Saibei, and each string was a pillar of the New Year, so I hunted with a flag in the pool. When my hair is waist-high, I will be on the outskirts of the mulberry fence. Whoever drinks at the East fence will be at dawn after dusk. Treat me waist-length, drunk and lying on the battlefield without laughing. When night comes, the stars will dry up and the glaciers will iron me out. When I have waist-length hair, wide sleeves and a beautiful skirt, it suits me just right. When my hair is waist-high, thousands of rivers are boundless, and the lotus leaves are slender and burning, it is just right to pick lotus by myself.
4. Treat me with long hair and waist, and the teenager will marry me. I am willing to wear ten miles of red makeup when I am young and healthy. But I'm afraid of waist-length hair and teenagers falling in love with others. Treat you with green silk and smile to see you smile with her.
When your hair reaches your waist, I am no longer in my prime. The years are getting older and unforgettable, and the makeup is beautiful. I still remember when I was young, my eyes were vivid and my eyebrows were meaningful. Wan Li and I have been in love for a long time. I look forward to that moment and hold hands for two or three sentences.
5. I am young when my hair reaches my waist. The shadow of the moon is rustling, but its moments of beauty are empty and empty. Peach blossoms are gone. Ten years in first frost, autumn goes and spring comes. When I am exhausted, I am angry here, and the mountains and rivers laugh with you. The courtyard is dark green, and Qiu Lai is full of flowers. Looking back at the hustle and bustle, there is no young eyebrow.
6. When I am waist-length, I am willing to tell Meng Lang my heart and enjoy the rest of my life. When I was waist-high, I was dancing, and the goddess of the king should be safe and sound. When I am waist-length, my beauty will turn yellow when she is old, the autumn wind will fade away, and the chrysanthemum will be in tears. When I am waist-length, the dust of the past is boundless, and the flowers are blooming in blowing in the wind, don't be heartbroken. When I was waist-high, Silver and China people were far apart. It's been a long road, and I look back and feel disappointed. When I was waist-high, I dressed beautifully, but I lamented that the years passed and Zhu Yan passed away. I always want to see it in the mirror when I am waist-high. Three thousand troubles will eventually disperse, and I will bury my heart in Jiang Yang. The second fold, the picture feels that I am waist-long, gently waving a small carved window, the breeze will sometimes, and I can't sleep in the west wing on a spring night. Waist-length, the ancient mirror is red, and it is made in Yan Ruyu. People are worse than flowers. Waist-high, when Bai Causeway broke the bridge and willows were used as petticoats, the rain master wanted to be a matchmaker, and the boat crossed the sky. When I was waist-high, Sima Xiling was a phoenix, with red makeup wrapped in thousands of autumn snow, and my hand with my son was exposed like frost. When I grow to my waist, I will make a bed with rubies, a red candle with tears, and I will dream of a beautiful night. When I am waist-length, I will make a bamboo forest in Lu Qing and a chrysanthemum in Nanshan, and a child's flute will ring. When you are waist-high, the ceremony is like a dream. I only want to be together for a long time in this life. The silver is like frost and the red makeup is picturesque.
7. Dongfeng smiled and said goodbye to Han Tao when his hair reached his waist. Participating businessmen will report at the same time, and people in Bailiguan Mountain will laugh. The charming moonlight in winter seems to attract Liao from China. Even at the invitation of the Great Wall, the dogwood of Chongyang has long since disappeared. Treat me waist-length with long hair and treat northern beauty well. Deja vu is in bud, and the affair is clear. There is no panic when the heart is like frost. Conan has a dream. Bring out the best in each other, Lang Jun. Red lights light candles. When my hair reaches my waist, Dou E floats in the snow. Three feet of white practice swaying, winter and summer like a dream. Don't be charming when you make a mistake. Yesterday, it was hard to burn. Who wants glass enamel? Give me half a foot of Bi Tao. When my hair is waist-length, Dongting Lake is still beautiful, gardenias are unique and small fans are dazzling. In those days, the hair was waist-high and the moon was bright and sunny. Now it is time, and the dream of spring last night is still good. When I have waist-length hair, the beautiful scenery is unique, the bones are found, and the soul is transformed into beautiful things. I wish the Iraqis would come back when my hair is waist-high. I came to Korea from all over the world, and I couldn't see Ruan Lang's smile.
8. When my hair grows waist-length, my tea will be early, my string will be cracked, and my liver will be broken and cracked. When my hair is waist-high, it's raining, the dusk is bleak, and my youth is shaking slowly with the wind. When I was waist-high, the bright moon hung on the floats in Beijing, and thousands of families weighed in, who knew it was yellow and blue? When I was waist-high, it was snowy and rainy in Qian Shan, and the jade in the forest was misty, but I couldn't meet the pearl. Hair to the waist, immersed in the floating beam of the moon, yin and yang are confused and confused. Hair to the waist, the end of the world is reduced, all beings don't smell the flowers, and the autumn moon night comes from the spoon. When my hair is waist-length, it is good for the general to come back. Gillian in Jiaofang Temple has a delicate heart. Hair to the waist, moved to the western suburbs outside the city, pipa twisting, whispering. When my hair was waist-length, I happened to be on the Yi River, picking Jessica Hester Hsuan coming and going from the European Union and embracing the silk of cloth trade. The general will marry me when my hair reaches my waist. Lotus is like a willow tip, and my heart is full of waves.
9. Ten thousand flowers treat my long hair to my waist, and I lie drunk in the sea of flowers and listen to the flute. The breeze blows snow for a lifetime, and acacia can be sold. Eccentric and incorrigible. For some reason, I can't see your way back in this life.
Hide the sword treated me with waist-length hair. Is the general back? This gentleman is carefree, how can he expect mountains and rivers to be rustling? At dawn, at dusk, my head is white and old. The cold sword silently listens to the thunder, and the pike is independent and empty. Lying drunk on the battlefield, you don't laugh, you honk the horn all night. Jiangnan night guest, red
Knot.
I'll come home in triumph when your hair reaches your waist. In the past, horses were free and unrestrained, and they were all young heroes. The east is rosy, and the West Lake is foggy. Holding a gun and fighting bloody battles in all directions, I vowed to keep the mountains and rivers beautiful. There should be a day to come back victorious and spend the night with you. I hope to die hand in hand, and I am willing to make a robe with my son.
Zoroastrianism treats me with waist-length hair, silver hooks hanging from the treetops, looking forward to the present under three trees, and beautiful women laughing at the top of the holy tomb, which is easy to abandon beautiful women. It's good for Brother Miao to marry me. I give you an orange machete, I give you my feelings in the shadow, drive away the night, break my sadness, and wander in the dangerous building.
God treated me with waist-length hair, and my blood dyed the sun red. I broke the sword in Spike's hand, and Pojun was stabbed in the sleeve, but Death gun couldn't fail. I'll be fine when you wait for me. My loyalty will be like the sun and the moon, and the dragon teeth will attack on all sides to protect my Tang family. My loyalty is not old.
The five poisons treat my long hair to my waist, and the holy hand weaves the sky into the clouds, and a thousand feet still bind my bones, confusing all living things and dancing. Brother poison, can you marry me? It is inevitable that you will be beaming and elated, butterflies will lead you home, and fairy tales will be unpredictable.
Hide the sword waited for me waist-high, and walked through the snow in Xun Mei. The Leifeng Tower failed in the sunset, and the peak was swaying in the clouds, leaving a tiger running in the cold wind. Will Ji marry me? I am full of rice, the wind blows the lotus leaves and the moon is drunk, the cranes return to the lonely mountain to meet the tide, and the plum blossoms are beaming.
Tangmen treats me with waist-length hair and blood darts in my bones. Pear blossoms thundered in the rainstorm. I can kill my soul and chase my life through my heart. I have a thousand tricks. Brother Bao, can you marry me? It's better to have no distractions. Flying stars are nowhere to be found, and birds are flying in the air, like plum blossom needles.
Pure sunshine makes my hair grow to my waist. Pure sunshine and snow are unpredictable, and I can understand them, so I can't help it. Can a Taoist marry me? * * * Playing the piano and playing the trumpet, Xia Zi forgot the ladder and broke the sky with the virtual wind. The road ahead is the HarmonyOS system.
Seven show treated me with long hair waist-high. The beauty of this song and dance made the world humble and sharp, and the thunder angered the sea. Snow moves everywhere. Master, can you marry me? I don't want to live or die. But seek loneliness, crimson lips, drum strings, and do not dream of tears. The queen mother's clothes and tricks
Shaolin treats me with waist-length hair. Can you return to the secular world as soon as possible? Beauty is unbearable, hand in hand, facing the sun. Buddhism is pure and difficult to disturb, but it is good to practice Zen and live up to acacia. * * * See the river surging.