What do you want to send, canopy? Dare not turn over, met.
A broken hat covers the downtown, and a leaky boat carries wine.
Fierce-browed, I coolly defy a thousand pointing fingers, Head-bowed, like a willing ox I serve the children.
Hiding in the small building into a unified, regardless of winter Xia Chunqiu.
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What if you are unlucky? I tried to get rid of it, but I was hit hard.
Covering your face with a broken hat is as dangerous as sailing in the water with wine in a leaky boat.
Angry at those who are morally bankrupt and condemned, they bend down and are willing to be the people's willing ox.
No matter what changes take place in the external environment, stick to your ambition and stand and never change.
2. "Untitled"
Smoke and water are common things, and a fisherman is abandoned.
Drunk in the middle of the night, rich people have nowhere to find.
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It is common for life to drift and change in the wind and rain. It's like a fisherman drifting in a boat in a desolate village.
I woke up from drunkenness in the middle of the night, only to see a deserted village with a vast river, and I couldn't find a mat to live in or a little rice to satisfy my hunger.
3. Self-titled portrait
There is no way to escape from the gv 10, and the storm is as dark as a rock.
I sent a message to Han Xing, and I want to recommend Xuanyuan with my blood.
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My heart cannot escape the arrow of cupid. I love my motherland which is still suffering from aggression and feudal oppression.
This feeling is pinned on the stars in the sky, but no one knows. I swear to serve my motherland with all my blood.
4. "Accustomed to the long night in spring"
It is a custom for young women to have silk on their temples on long nights in spring.
In my dream, I vaguely shed tears for my mother, and the flag of the king on the city head changed.
Endure watching peers become new ghosts, and look for small poems in anger.
There is no place to write, and the moonlight is like water.
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Accustomed to spending the spring time in the long night, my hair turned gray and I was forced to leave with my wife and children.
In my sleep, I seem to see my kind mother crying for me, and the flags of warlords over the city are still changing.
How can I bear to watch young comrades-in-arms being killed by the enemy, and write poems angrily to mourn that white horrible knife?
After chanting, I looked down at the place around me but didn't write (can't publish). Only Leng Yue took care of me, a refugee in a black robe.
5. New Year's Day in 22 years
The cloud sealed the high cave to protect the general, whether to attack Joan Hinton and destroy the people.
After all, it is not as good as the concession, and it is spring in the sound of playing cards.
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Clouds enveloped the mountains, and the generals hid in the cave to give orders; The bombing of Kuomintang fighters razed the village to the ground, and all the people killed were innocent people.
Shanghai's concession is still singing and dancing, and there is no need to be scared without bombing; I ate steak, drank wing black tea, drank green wine and played cards for another Spring Festival.