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Huanxisha

Can draw emblem cold screen. Plum blossoms fall, the flute sounds, it's already midnight, and there is no one in the month.

I am a melancholy guest in the world, and I know why you are crying. I remember my life in the sound of heartbreak.

Huanxisha

Who reads the west wind alone, the rustling yellow leaves close the window and reminisce about the sunset?

It was unusual at that time to have a bad sleep when you were drunk, and to gamble on books and pour tea.

The golden melody is dedicated to Fen Liang.

Virtue is also crazy, and occasionally the country of both capital city is dusty and the family is well dressed. If you have wine, but you spill it on Zhaozhou soil, who will become bosom friends if you don't believe it? You are not old enough to sing, but you can't see it. The moonlight is like water.

* * * You must be intoxicated this night, and he, Emei, has a rumor about past lives and has a long life experience. You just scoffed. Remember, after thinking about it, you will regret it from the beginning, you will be robbed for a thousand days in your heart, and you will never dare to marry him in your life.

Pick mulberry seeds

Now I am wrong, I am sad, I am crying, and my mind is full of spring breeze.

Knowing that there is nothing to do from now on, I still insist on the happy period, so I fell to the west.

Pick mulberry seeds

Who turns the bleak music of Yuefu, the wind is rustling, the rain is rustling, and the snuff is thin all night.

I don't know what bothers me. I'm bored when I wake up, and I'm bored when I'm drunk. I never dreamed of going to Xie Qiao.

The archaization of Mulan is a decisive word.

If life is just like the first sight, why is it sad to draw a fan in the autumn wind?

Shan Li's words are quiet in the middle of the night, and tears are ringing, but he doesn't complain.

Endless desire

Mountain is a journey, and water is a journey. I'm going to Guan Yu, and the lights are bright at night.

When the wind changes and the snow changes, it is impossible to break the dream of hometown, and there is no such sound in the garden.

Huatangchun

Two people in a generation fight for two ecstasy all their lives. Acacia does not face each other, who is spring?

Begging from the blue bridge is easy, but rushing into the blue shipwreck. If you allow me to visit Oxford, I will forget my poverty relatively.

Pick mulberry seeds

Non-caring and light, cold places are better. Don't have a bud, it is not a rich flower in the world.

Who can cherish Xie Niang and wander the world after leaving? The cold moon is sad, and the west wind is boundless in Wan Li.