There are some embroidered greens, a luxurious house, some books and "a dish of poems" in the yard.
Stand in the breeze and recite Zheng Chouyu's "Dada's horseshoe" ...
"Woodpeckers keep pecking, like the sound of shoes crossing the bridge.
Woodpeckers pecked all afternoon.
The shadow of the mountain has moved to the other side of the river ... "
"My dada hooves are beautiful mistakes.
I am not a returnee, I am a passer-by ... "
In this way, I wandered around the lonely garden in adonis all day.
Under the shade, the shade is clear, the mountains are bright and clean, my mind is groggy, and my mouth is mumbling-
"The world made me black and blue, but the wound grew wings ..."
Write a poem on the wall.
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