Back in the heyday of Kaiyuan, there were thousands of families in the small town.
Rice is fat and white, and public and private warehouses are rich.
There are no wolves and tigers on the road in Kyushu, which is a good day to travel.
Wan Qi, Lu Mao, driver class, male plow female mulberry.
The sage in the palace plays the cloud gate, and all friends in the world are sticky.
There has been no catastrophe for more than 100 years, and Uncle Sun has learned Xiao He's law.