Year: Song Author: Ge Changgeng
Go to Zhulintou to inquire about plum blossoms. Cold nuclei are so sparse that no one knows.
Snow and ice are old, and asphalt feels sorry for itself. Drunk in the shadow of plum blossoms, who knows each other.
Huanxisha
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Twilight is opposite, and dusk is just harmonious. The needle building is ingenious as shown in the picture.
There are countless old people in my head. I saw it in the bamboo forest last night.
It's empty to fuck magpie. The world can come in five days.
Sauvignon blanc
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Wu. The mountains are deeper. Kim, the beauty of the empty valley. Who knows this?
The night is heavy. Leakage and subsidence. Leisure is plum blossom and a piano. Gaoyue pine bamboo forest
Qinyuanchun Laozi Year
Year: Meta Author: Youren Xu
At that time, Lao Tzu started as a top gun and a witkey. Make a noise, become hard of hearing, squint at books, and faint. Returning from the sky, the mountain is absolutely down, and the cow advocates frogs. The leisure palace is good, and the gardener judges it three times a day. Tianya Du in my life. Just floating on the sea. When you go to Moss Trail of Bamboo Forest, you should teach cranes, mountain springs and Shi Ding to make tea. Flowers bloom under the court, and it rains on the roof, smiling at the temple with the spring breeze. Fame, ask Xishan refreshing, how much haze.