Long-haired phoenix travels on land.
Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine. Willow trees on the palace wall in spring in the city. The east wind is evil, and the feelings are thin.
A sad mood, a cable that I haven't seen for years. No, no, no!
Spring is as old as ever, and people are empty and thin. Tears flooded her face. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion.
Although Meng Shan is here, it is hard to trust Jin Shu. Mo, Mo, Mo!
Chaitoufeng decoction pill
Things are poor, human feelings are evil, and flowers are easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual.
If you have to worry, just say it alone. Difficult, difficult, difficult!
People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The horn sounded cold and the night was hazy.
Afraid of being asked questions, swallow your tears and pretend to be happy. Hide, hide, hide!
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-Li Shangyin
I want to know why my Jinse has fifty strings, and each string has a youthful interval.
Zhuangzi daydreaming, a saint, was bewitched by butterflies, and cuckoo crowed in the imperial spring.
Mermaids shed pearl-like tears on the moon-green sea, and the blue fields breathed their jade to the sun.
A moment that should last forever has come and gone before I know it.