Author: Liu Yong
Leaning against a dangerous building, the wind is thin. Looking forward to the spring sorrow, the sky is dark. In the afterglow of grass-colored smoke
. Who understands why mutely on the rails I lean?
I'm going to get drunk. When drinking is a song, strong music is still tasteless. There is no regret
when the belt widens gradually. It's worthwhile growing languid for my coquette.
1. He Ming is heard in Jiugao.
2. Give me a peach and repay it with Qiong Yao. Wei Feng papaya in the Book of Songs
3. Life and death are rich, and Zi Cheng said. Hold your hand and grow old with your son. "the book of songs"
4. it rains and it rains, and it comes out of the sun. I am willing to talk about it, and I am willing to take the first disease. How can I get grass? The back of the tree. I am willing to think about it, which makes my heart c. Wei Feng Bo Xi, the national wind of the Book of Songs, translated: It rains when it is going to rain, but the sun shines brightly. Thinking about my big brother with all my heart, I am willing to have a headache. Where can I find A Girl Without Sorrow? Plant it just north of the house. Thinking about my eldest brother makes me sad and sick.
5. sea yāo) grasshoppers, (t √) grasshoppers (zhōng); The wife has not seen my face for a long time, a sad look of pity. When I stop, I stop, and my heart drops. Translate the book of songs, the national wind calls for the southern grasshopper, listen to the call of the grasshopper RR, and watch the grasshopper leap and jump. I'm really anxious because I haven't seen that gentleman. If I have seen him, if I have snuggled up to him, all my worries will disappear.
6. heaven is what it is, what a shame! "the book of songs, the north gate of Li feng"
7. if it is cut, it will be polished.
8, The Book of Songs "Wei Feng Qi 'ao", Being old together with Er, always makes me complain. Qi has a shore, while Xi (xí) has a pan (pàn). The banquet of the general angle, talking and laughing. Swear, don't think about it. On the contrary, I don't think about it, and I am already embarrassed! The translation of "The Book of Songs, National Style, Wei Feng for Self-protection", when I vowed to grow old together, is now worrying before I get old. Qi water will eventually have a shore, although the swamp is wide and has an end. Looking back, there is more joy when you are young, and there is tenderness between laughter and laughter. The vows of eternal love are still in my ears, but I didn't expect to be enemies. Don't think back to the alliance, and stop when it's over.