Guan Xiu's Farewell to Heuer Zen Master
The frost front is full of birds and stones, but the sails are frozen.
Fentuo Xiang Li set the tiger free, and the tall buildings braved the snow to welcome him.
In the lotus hall in spring, flowers and milk are piled up in a narrow pile, and gold drums are played with gold forks.
It's raining like rain on the ceiling, and the teacher and son are talking in their seats.
Bitter and happy, happy and bitter, Lu suddenly fell in love with gold.
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Li Yu's Send Twenty Brothers of Deng Wang from Xuancheng, Mu Yi
Wei Qingge was even more delayed, so he stopped pouring wine.
The waves invade the sorrow and the light ripples, and the chaotic mountains congeal and hate the color.
What is your passion? I want to go to the west on a dry day.
There are many cigarettes and rivers at hand, so there is no need to embrace heavy sadness.