Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Strong women in business don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing backyard flowers across the river.
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Seven stops, put out your arm.
Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
Hmm ~ This song should be quite reflective, especially the winning words. Of course, some scholars say that this is the author's reflection on his own chaos, and that this decade has only brought him poor fortune.
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Hechongtian
On the gold list, I lost hope. How to be a temporary legacy of the Ming Dynasty? If we fail, will we fight wildly? There's no need to talk about mourning. A talented scholar and poet naturally wears white clothes.
Yanhua alley is a stranger, as Danqing barrier. Fortunately, there are people in the right place, I can look for them. And snuggle up to the red and lean on the green, have an affair, and life is smooth sailing. Youth is in one day. Endure the superficial name and sing shallowly!
Now it's the second half, um ~ you know. Hong's departure still feels no problem.
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