Miracle
Exhausted clouds and waves are huge stones, which are firm and indestructible. The soul is in the sea and the sea is terrible.
Dragons dare not be the masters of pearls. There is nothing in the world, so you can drink and wander to the nursery.
There are more than 1000 articles about Jin Keng, which are widely circulated. You should know that the husband is angry,
If you don't renew your children.
Jiang Lou gan JIU
Vicki Zhao; zhao Wei
Going to the bottom of the river alone is a mystery.
Moonlight is like water, and water is like sky.
Where are the people who came to see the moon together,
The scenery is vaguely like last year.
Drink the songs of the Eight Immortals
Knowing that Zhang rode like a boat, he was dazzled and sank into the bottom of the well.
Ruyang has three fights in the sky, and the road is salivating at the corner of the car.
I wish I could not move the capital to Jiuquan. It takes thousands of dollars for Zuo Xiang to get rich.
Drinking is like a whale sucking a hundred rivers, and a cup of music is called avoiding the virtuous.
Zong Zhi's handsome and beautiful boy looked up at the sky with white eyes.
As bright as Yushu before the wind. Embroidered Buddha for a long time before Su Jinzhai,
When you are drunk, you often love to escape Zen. Li Bai has a hundred poems,
Chang 'an went to the inn to sleep, but the son of heaven called him not to get on the boat.
Call myself Brewmaster. Three cups of grass in Zhang Xu,
Before taking off his hat and revealing the top of the maharaja, he waved a piece of paper like a cloud.
Jiao sui's five fights are outstanding, and it is about four banquets.
white
Label: Cultural Classification: Poetry
Fluttering cold wind blows sleeves, bells are happy, and beauty is worried. The white clothes were still stained with jade liquid, so I mounted the horse and carried Longquan away.
Laughing wildly all my life, I have never been drunk, and I can't bear to be bald.
How dare the imperial concubine grind ink and climb high? Take off her boots. It's very human. Her eyes are fixed on thousands of people, and her loneliness can only return to gold.
Dancing butterflies are floating among the flowers, and fish are swimming in the water. Sleepwalking in space, sighing that the official road is difficult to climb.
If you don't learn from Qu Zi's sinking Miluo, you won't meet Yang Yiqiang Lingyun. Poetry is like a waterfall Yuquan, and people are like a clear sky Dapeng.
In the misty Montenegro, the frost and dew coldly reflect the pale forest. The Great Wall loves owls, and Yumen in Qinghai breaks wolves.
I don't care about dignitaries, I don't like Yuma Yellow River. There is a breeze blowing in the majestic mountains and the river is surging.
A white sail went with the wind and two rows of boats came into view. Heroic and chivalrous, the fragrance of running water is too white.