Dreamed of the south bank
Who does Xiao Li hate? The snow suddenly turned over the fragrant pavilion, and the breeze blew the plum bottles. Heart words have turned gray.
jujube
Surprised and leaked, keep the spring sleep. Especially charming, careless, only self-pity. The message is that it will be a beautiful day, and the green window will come with the strings.
Yiwangsun
The west wind blew bananas all night. Tired eyes endure loneliness after autumn? Force the mood to make muddy mash. Read Li Sao. Sorrow is like the tide of Xiangjiang River day and night.
Jade chain shadow
(According to this tuning rule, it is not loaded, or it is also self-tuning.)
Where is it? It rained several times in Mao Mao in Xiao Ye. Wet eaves flowers, people at the bottom of flowers are speechless, Yanping Mountain, jade furnace is cold. Who saw his eyebrows sad and tired.
Distant resentment
Corner pillow with red window. I dreamed of the Yi family in the south of the Yangtze River, Boshan Shenshui Town. Stay up and think about it. The light smoke cage is green and the moonlight is boundless.
Complain about one's feelings
Who is the companion of the cold embroidered quilt? Yixiang. Get up in spring and comb your hair in the setting sun. If you want to write two eyebrows, have a rest. Full of green, a distant mountain. Modern building
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It's a golden well of pulleys, full of bricks and stones, red and cold. Suddenly, when we met, it was hard to be sure. Who saved it? Who saved it? Since then, I have been tattooed with light and shadow.
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In the courtyard at dusk, the language is dense and the teaching is shallow. Do you know the heart? Old grievances and new love are 50/50. Who saw it? Who saw it? The pillow was dyed red with tears.
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Konoha has gone home. Where does the waning moon wind go? The news is half gone with the wind, and I feel homesick tonight. Autumn rain, autumn rain. The west wind blew away half.
Medicinal plants of Solanaceae
In my dream, I was green, and Yu Lang was broken by old books. The dark clock and the bright moon don't return, the beam, the light fan wind, the good wind and the peach blossom.
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Fortunately, the soft red tears accumulate and the leakage marks are oblique. The ancient hairpin sealed the jade and sent it to Qiu Guan. The sky is close at hand, and people are north and south. I don't believe that Yuanyang's head is not white
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Toad is cooled in a water bath, and the wind enters the room, and the fish scales are damaged and the gold waves are broken. On a sunny night, the bottle is full of wine, and it is hard to sleep. The moon in the southwest sets in the city.
Jiangchengzi
The total pressure of wet clouds is low, and the shadows are vague and suspicious. The goddess wants to come, neither fog nor smoke. If life is a dream. No one knows except in dreams.
Endless desire
Ride on the mountain, ride on the water, and have a thousand lights 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.
Meet Huan
Wei Yun touched a distant mountain, cold and soluble, just like a personal thrush.
Red wax tears, blue silk quilt, heavy water, but listening to the west wind in Huang Mao wild shop.
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Falling flowers are like a dream, sad and confused; The red sun set to the west of the building, and the room was filled with the smell of musk deer.
Infinite sadness makes the face of the boudoir thin, but no one knows her sadness. Play with the parrot at leisure and teach it to recite my lover's poems to me.
Zhao junfen
Who cherishes good spring and deep prohibition? Yao's footsteps stood at dusk. The sound of orchestral strings in other hospitals is unclear.
Another pear flower to thank, embroidering the cold spring tonight. Silence locks the door of Zhu, and dreams are kind.
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The rain is wet at night, and the willow is tired and worried about the wind. The skinny can't help it, and the meeting is sad.
Don't be emotional. Now is not the time to complain. It's midnight, and the dream must come true.
Jiuquan baby
Thank you, but the moon is as bright as water. The smell of the seal is gone, but I still didn't sleep, and the crow crowed early.
The gentle and cold gangster had a thin coat and had to rest and dry his horns. The most worrying thing is that the lights are almost off and the geese are still flying.
Shengchazi
Dongfeng is puzzled and steals Hunan skirts. I carried the sarong all night, and I drew a slim waist.
Ruo water sinks smoke, dew drops Yuanyang tile. The flower bones are cold and fragrant, and the cherry blossoms stand.
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Whip shadow falls on the spring embankment, and green brocade blocks mud. The diamond silk with itchy pulse makes Wu Ji's eyes gentle.
You bite your knee and go home with incense. Who's coming for the cherry feast? Wax tears provoke the east wind, and the old base sleeps with new swallows.
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Sitting in the dust, blowing orchids. Tea name dragon and phoenix group, fragrant mandarin duck cake.
Jade bureau plays chess, anti-amphibious shadow Huahuayueyue is never idle. Don't let lovesickness wake you up.
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The short flame picks up the residual flowers, and the night is long and silent. Tired of dancing, I smell the chicken, but I feel wet.
Tianshui encounters ghosts, and the corner is southwest and white. If you want to cross Huanhuaxi, you can't dream far away.
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How much do you know about the blue sky when you are worried about clouds? Flowers are invisible, but they are alone in acacia.
It's different every time, so you have to distinguish words. Willingly go to the night and count the long-lost rain.
Dianjiangchun
Lan Yongfeng
There is a different kind of fragrance, and there is no place to wash it. Ling Bo is going to live for the east wind.
How can you resist autumn if you are so miserable? Also stay, Leng Xiang half wisp, Xiangjiang rain first.
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A moth's eyebrow, the lower chord is not as good as the upper chord. Why is Geng Lang sad before he is old?
The plain wall shines obliquely, and the bamboo shadow sweeps the window. The empty room was silent, the crow was about to break dawn, and I went down to the west building again.
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Huanghuacheng stove king
The night light is cold, and the snow is flat on the pile. What is the limit of the west wind? Look at it with clothes on.
I'm confused about this. I don't feel like I've grown up. When Dan, the little stars want to disperse and fly to Pingsha geese.
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It's cool in the yard and I feel thin when I'm late. If you don't act alone, you will be rewarded in vain.
Xiao Si pity you, don't be sad. The west wind is evil, the setting sun blows the horn, and a burst of Sophora japonica falls.
Huanxisha
The first few lines of the red note with tears make people afraid to open the window, but make them have more fun.
The barrier is tired of seeing gold and jade paintings, and Luo Yi is not resistant to water and agarwood. The eyebrow slant spectrum is just so-so.
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Rainy days are full of cold worries, how can we return to the apricot blossom line? Last year, the barrel was high and light.
If you mess up the stove smoke, the sleeves will be purple and the wine will faint. Where in the world to ask affection.
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Who reads the west wind alone, rustling yellow leaves close the window. Thinking about the past and the future, the sun sets.
Sleeping soundly after drinking, gambling books have been scented with tea. At that time, only Tao was ordinary.
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Lotus flowers leak three and a half candles, apricot flowers are slightly wet and light, so it's boring to send red beans?
Spring has seen strong wine, and I am confident to return home.
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Who got the news of rejecting frost? Two rows of slanting geese are blue and eternal, and the scenery in late autumn is bleak.
The silver garlic curtain is silent, and the jade hairpin knocks on the candle. Huanghua is also near Chongyang.
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When the rain stopped, the tears of the phoenix tree began to harvest. From the beginning, it felt sorry for itself and hated the old feelings.
The peach man has gone, and the scar is empty. Where are the eyebrows like hooks?
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Seeing Haitang in Shi Feng Garden in the western suburbs, I was deeply impressed by the memory of Xiang and Yan.
Who is not poor, the old season is beautiful, and heartbroken people have gone through the years.
Only a faint red color rains, and the evening breeze blows away the clouds at the temples. Before sunset, the soul was gone.
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According to this que, it is slightly similar to the last sentence "It's cold in rainy days", which is recorded in the second que of the Western Suburb of Gu Engraving.
How can you wake up more anxious after drinking? Last year, the barrel was high and light.
The rainy night has turned thin and prosperous like a dream. Where in the world can you ask about emotion?
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If you want to ask how thin Jiang Mei is, you can only see the damaged silk skirt, and the musk deer is precious.
Can endure cold and lean on bamboo for a long time, and then teach Chun not to open the door. Loquat flower is a scholar in school.
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Half a ray of sunshine shines obliquely on the small building, and the bamboo curtain obliquely controls the soft gold hook. You won't worry if you lean against the fence.
There is an Yingying riding a horse, with elegant makeup and romantic clothes. See people shy but turn back.
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Sleepy eyes are self-supporting, cicadas fall under the curtain, and the waist is hurt at night.
Far faith does not return to empty hope, and the details of the secluded period are uneven. What is more resistant to thinking?
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In May, the wheat in the south of the Yangtze River is thin, and it rains in Huangmei season. Watch the swallows teach the chicks to fly.
The water is as dark as a picture, the peaks are innocent and the sun is shining. Who's the only one who went to Fish Town?
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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.
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Slightly dizzy and wet, lightly reflecting the sorrow of life, the dream is suspected in the distant mountain building.
The waning moon peeps at the golden bow, and the soft wind swings the jade curtain hook. Listen to the neighbors tell her to comb her hair.
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In the five-character poem, one eye looks at it, teaching the disabled to fold the scholar, and the hand is nepotism.
Farewell to the afterlife and dreams, haggard and sad years. The sunset is still small and bright.
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The long strip is hard to remember. Yingying has been separated from Yinwan since then, so there is no snow and damage.
When will the bluebird cut the brocade, and the jade worm will spring overnight. Can't help trying.
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Beigukou
Thousands of willows send horseshoes, and old geese fly south in the north. Who among the guests will change into spring clothes?
At the end of my life, I return to the sunset, and I dream of wandering in a spring. I just said goodbye to you for a long time.
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Walking towards the bank of Yunshan, the north wind blows the hiss of falling horses, and the late autumn is far away.
At dusk, a touch of smoke keeps the base, and the half pole is partial to the old city. When will ancient and modern grievances be settled?
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Wan Li Yinshan Wan Li Sha, who will frost the hair temples? Over the years, half of them are at the end of the world.
Soul dreams can't be separated from golden songs, and you can see the jade crow fork in the painting. Poor thing, lose a penny.
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Gengshen except night
Luxury is collected in cold places, and red branches are still remembered in dance skirts. Who is waiting for the spring breeze?
Bamboo leaves fly like colorful swallows, and nine lights quiver with golden worms. The romantic ending is close to heaven.
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Hongqiao Nostalgia and Wang Ruan
Every year, the running water is innocent, and the sound of water shortens the pavilion autumn, and the old moon shines in Yangzhou.
Where does the melancholy river go? Qingyang lost weight and felt sad. So far, Zhuxi Building has been advocated.
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Monsoon throws grass in autumn, and the wet moon is cold and silent. At that time, there was a deep alliance on Tanabata.
I believe in the legend of feather clothes and regret teaching Luo socks to send the whole city. Rain bells are singing in the air.
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The heartbroken point has not returned, and the embroidered screen locks the phoenix flute. A spring has endless dreams.
It's hard to care about everything. It won't be ruined.
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If you write lightly about Luo Shen, you should know that smiling is a deep frown, and ten days will pity spring.
Cover the thin cold and apply the soft barrier, and hold the weaving shadow by the local sound. Weak and unintentional incense dust.
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Twelve red curtains are deep, only to sigh, yat sen villa is light and cloudy.
The beads are wrapped in three characters, and Baochai is distracted by the bun. Decide why lapels are wet.
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It's easy to smell it near the painting screen, and countless branches cover half the window. The storm is too narrow to pity your mother.
If you don't answer the language, you will still be disappointed and your business will decline slightly. It's just the moonlight tonight.
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/kloc-for 0/8 years, I have fallen into the world, blowing flowers, chewing my heart and making ice strings. Who can send sentimental feelings?
The purple jade hairpin has an oblique lamp shadow, and the red cotton powder is cold on the pillow. See the benefits but be silent.
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Send a friend to Yan Sun
By the Oudang Bridge, we made an appointment, and Dorothy went to Wuhu East. The pen bed and tea stove are too leisurely.
There is short-walled ginkgo rain, which is also a high-profile magnolia wind. Thrush painting hibiscus freely.
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If you want to worry about wild geese, the west wind will make the wine worse. Yellow flower season, the sky is blue.
The ancient garrison was misty, and the sunset red village was relieved. I don't know how many people have fought.
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The fallen leaves are full of ice, and the setting sun still shines on the low pavilion. I lost my title when I went to the abandoned temple.
Inscription on the monument in Kyle, the resident, cockfighting with Buddha's headlights. When will the world wake up?
Double-sky sedan chair
Ding poured more wine, and the wind before the willow was broken. If you ask about the mood of enjoying flowers, it seems to be the same day, how can it be?
Don't be thin for the west wind, you will often scratch your head. It has been arranged since ancient times.
Bodhisattva is beautiful
Hui language
The foggy window is cold to the far sky, and it is cold to the window at dusk. Flowers fall, crows cry, crows fall.
Sleeves are thin and thin, with thin shadows hanging down the sleeves. The wind is a little red, and it's windy in HongLing.
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It didn't stop raining until after the flowers, and there was no language between the fingers. Liang Yan came back from double, long pulse.
Xiao Ping has far mountains and light makeup. Independent Yao stage, cold-proof gold shoes.
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In the new cold, wine knocks on the window and rain, and Yu Xiang learns autumn. End bosom, blue with tears.
Acacia is not like being drunk and sleeping with loneliness. Remember the other one, Taohua and Liuwansi.
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The makeup of Chinese lotus is thin, jade is light, pink in sweat and red in cotton. Make up, sleep in the water, April day in Jiangnan.
The scenery is beautiful because the shade is half hidden. The thread is bamboo forest air and the single shirt is apricot red.
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Dream back to sober up and drum three times, heartbroken and crying. New hate is separated from the red window, and Luo shirt tears a few lines.
Where is acacia? There is an empty month. At that time, the moon was different, and the reunion was at the temples.
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The flower slave drum didn't stop, but after waking up, she saw the red dance. I couldn't bear to reply and cried a few lines in the breeze.
Don't look at the powder fragrance, only the moon fragrance is left. The moon at that time was also different, sad and clear.
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early spring
Han Xiao is thin in the southwest month, but Tintin lacks the fragrance of an arrow. Spring is very suitable, and the east wind is right and wrong.
The soul of Shu is ashamed to look at the shadow, and the jade shines red and cold. Who sings the flowers in the back garden and remembers his hometown in the new year?
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The peach blossoms between the windows are tired, and the east wind tears wash the rouge face. People are in the little red chamber, and they like to sing Zhou Shi.
Come to live in Shuang Yan at night, the lights are green. Fragrant, cold?
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The north wind blows away the snow in the middle of the night, and the soul still loves the peach blossom moon. Dream well, don't wake up, and let him benefit.
Listen to the corners for no reason, and the red ice on the pillow is thin. Marseille hissed and the remnant stars waved the flag.
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Ask why you are suicidal, and how many months can you get together a year? Willow looks like silk at first glance, so the garden is in late spring.
Spring can't come back, and two oars separate the pine flowers. The past was driven away by the cold wave, and the crying and resentment did not disappear.
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Inscription for Chen Qinian.
Wu Si Qu Qian red children's spectrum, bare and semi-running autumn rain. It's pathetic to bend it into a bun.
It must be as muddy as a halberd, and it is a colorful drama. I was stunned by my back, and I know you don't feel this way.
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Suluan, R.
Jade rope oblique doubt sunny dawn, worry about Yuyang Road in Bai Yue. The stars are covered with cold sand, and the waves are faintly woven.
Jin Jia's "Old Base Area" caused people's sleep difficulties. Countless purple mandarin ducks, it's too cold tonight.
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No matter how hard it is for a pheasant to swallow the sky, the elms in the stars will grow old in autumn. Felt curtains surround cattle and sheep, knocking on ice and drinking cheese.
The mountain road is also a water shelter, and the leakage point is clear and continuous. It is when I recall the past that I think infinitely.
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It was almost half a winter when the fear was swept away, and the saddle was untied when the crow was confused. It's so sad that the ice is integrated with the river.
The burn marks are far away, and the city bulges high. Tomorrow is near Chang 'an, and guests are worried.
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Hazelnuts and thorns are all over the mountain, and they don't live for worrying people. Where in Chang 'an, wet clouds blow rain and cold.
My heart is about to break, it should be sad tears in autumn. There are many tears in the guest, and there is nothing to return.
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Huang Yunzi raced three thousand miles, and the female wall was raven. The sunset is cold, and the horses are still hunting.
There is no sound, and it is dark at night. Qiu Meng didn't come home, and the residual lamp was smashed to pieces.
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Send a message to Gu Liangfen in Yunnan.
Know that you feel bleak at this time, and Huang Wei is bitter and bamboo alone. The flag of tobacco and alcohol is blue, and the fish market in the water town is sunny.
The dream of the tower tonight, the spring pulse is cold. Straight across Thrushcross Bridge, the Qiantang River is at high tide.
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A few rustling leaves are windy and rainy, and it is more bitter to be separated from others. Counting the autumn, the toad puts out the early strings.
Night cold shock, tears falling snuff. Sorrow is everywhere, and the jade piano is light dust.
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Stay in spring and live for the haggard spring, and half an hour will run back to the rain. Cherry is sold in the deep alley, and the sound of rain is more charming.
At dusk, tears flow clear and flowers fall. With the sound of warblers, the east wind is in March.
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The crystal curtain is sad and white, and the clouds are fragrant and foggy. I have nothing to ask about clothes, and the moon has gone west.
The west wind is blowing in the weft, so you are not allowed to sleep. Just last autumn, how to cry.
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Wu Si painted palindromes, and incense coal was secretly etched to hide the initials. Thirteen pairs of Zheng goose, losing him in a row.
I still look at each other like a guest, but I don't remember each other. Just don't go home and stay with apricot flowers.
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Wind and rain urge cold food, cherry blossoms bloom all night. Only suitable for convalescence, window lock and embroidered clothes.
Thrush annoys female companion, and Yang and Ying cry. After trying to open the coffin for a long time, Giotto felt guilty.
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Spring clouds blow away the rain from the curtain of Hunan, and sticky butterflies fly to life. People are in Yulou, and the wind is everywhere.
A handful of willow tobacco, a colorful cage and a tile. If you don't work closer, the sunset will be infinite.
Subtract Mulan
crescent
I don't want to wear makeup at night, but draw my eyebrows in the mirror. Be sure to stay awake, rain and smoke are invincible.
Don't teach the stars to take place, stay together. This night, the red chamber is as sad as heaven and earth.
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Candles swaying, cold and sparse, just want to wake up. Don't sleep alone without thinking about it.
The sky is blue and there is an appointment between heaven and earth. It is difficult for a silver-haired man to communicate with a China man, but he is willing to endure the wind and rain.
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There is nothing to say when we meet, and a hibiscus leads the autumn rain. A little dizzy red tide, a crooked heart only phoenix.
Wait for the low voice, for fear that people will see it. To complain, turn around and knock on the jade hairpin.
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From the beginning of teaching Iron Stone, I cherish it every time I see flowers bloom. Tears are hard to disappear, and a drop of smoke damages a jade.
Pity Iraq is too cold, sparse bamboo shadow and paper window. When Pei Huan returns to the moon, please remember acacia.
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Without evidence, where will Qian Shan go? Without audio books, the east wind is green every day.
Spring is good in my hometown, so I have to sweep the fallen flowers myself. Don't hurt Spring, you are so abnormal.
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Flowers are cold-eyed, and spring is late. Know this life, know this life, see you.
Born beautiful, don't believe in lovesickness. Solved the pain of acacia, and Han Ping had a branch.
Bu operator
Liu Xin
Liu Xin's figure is delicate, and delicate willow branches can't hang down like delicate women, so how can they stand the spring dance? The spring breeze in February took more than a year to blow the willow branches yellow.
The same weeping willows, in the west bank of the sunset, hazy misty rain, but more love. The small Liu Yin Gate of Qiantang River is full of foliage and hazy, which makes people think.
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Plug cold
Grass grows green late, flute blows the sunset. Yan Yan is sad at night, reminding the stars before dreams.
Talking about smoke is afraid of stepping on the frozen milky way. Do everything from Guanshan to White Wolf, and meet and hate each other late.
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high noon
The village crows in the quiet afternoon, and the green is dark and the new shade is covered. A curtain shows the wall lightly, and the road is Duanyang wine.
Sooner or later, cicadas will make a sound on the long embankment. Green temples have been evergreen since ancient times.