The young woman upstairs by the window is playing the guzheng, watching the dust of the team enter Zhang Jian Palace.
2. Chidao Huayang is full of fishing ditch, and red makeup is on the brothel. -Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's Two Brothels
When the army came back from Chechi Island, they scattered poplars all over the road into the imperial ditch, and the women dressed up and boarded the tall buildings.
3. fragrant flowers fly into the building, and high-profile Zheng is used to slow down the night. -Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's "Brothel Complaints"
The spring breeze blows the curtain flowers into the building, raising the tone and plucking the harp to solve the night worries.
4. Brothel Spring Festival Evening. The days are lonely, combed and lazy. At first glance, crows and songbirds make trouble, causing new worries. I remember that year, stealing that love and meeting the flowers in the fog. Poetry in the corner pillow, Baochai drinking, * * * drunk moss deep courtyard. -Song: Lao Lu Wei's "Brothel Spring Festival Evening"
I live in the boudoir of a tall building, and spring comes late. I've been bored for a long time, and I'm lazy to brush my hair and face. Suddenly I heard crows and songbirds outside, which immediately aroused my new worries. I remember that year, I met him through the fog, fell in love at first sight, and secretly conveyed my feelings. He is even more affectionate, writing poems on my corner pillow. I picked the golden hairpin and changed the wine. We drank, enjoyed and reveled in this mossy deep courtyard.
5. At this time, the sachet is hidden and the ribbon is light. If you win, the brothel will exist in name only. -Song: Qin Guan's Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun.
When I am sad, I feel gentle and sweet. In a trance, I untied the tie around my waist and took off my sachet. In vain won the reputation of brothel fickleness.
Some explanations and poems about brothels
1. A luxurious and exquisite building painted with blue paint.
Beauty of the Three Kingdoms Wei: "Excuse me, do women live peacefully?" It's at the southern end of the city. Brothel is short cut, and the high gate is closed. " Tang Zhangji wrote in his poem My Misfortune: "You love your meritorious service in Longcheng, and wish you happiness in your brothel." Chen Menglei's poem Nineteen Ancient Poems of Northwest Tall Buildings in Qing Dynasty: "Brothel is the avenue, reaching high into the sky."
2. It refers to the Starlight Building of Emperor Wu of the Southern Dynasties. Later it also refers to the residence of the emperor.
"Nan Shi Miracle Xia Fei Dong Hu Hou": "Emperor Wudi Xingguang Building. Painted with blue paint, the world calls it' brothel'. " The fifth part of Li Bai's "Palace Music" in the Tang Dynasty: "The trees smell birds singing, and the brothel sees dancers."
3. refers to brothels.
In the Southern Dynasties, Liang wrote the poem "Thousands of Mountains Meet Mulberry Pickers": "It's hard to master the concubines, and it's done." Tang Du Mu's "Farewell" poem: "I feel the dream of Yangzhou in ten years and get the name of a brothel." "Negative textbook Du Shiniang's Angry Treasure Box": "(Sun Fu) is a romantic man who is used to buying smiles from brothels and chasing happiness with red powder." Notes on Ji Yun's "Reading Weicaotang Huaixi Magazine IV" in Qing Dynasty: "Ji suddenly put his hands together and knelt down and said,' My concubine is also an Hanlin's favorite, and Hanlin will kill her, which is incompatible with Mrs. Du. If she is worried about entering a brothel, she will leave early. "
4. Borrow a woman in a brothel. More refers to prostitutes.
Tang Wen Ting Yun's Journey on a Cold Night: "How brilliant a colorful painting is, which makes the brothel shed tears into blood." Song and Qin Guan's "Young Beauty" words: "If you want to hate a brothel, fight for a ruthless river." Song Yan Dao Ji's poem "Health Mistakes": "I went back to Fengcheng and said to the brothel: It is better to look at Yingchuan flowers than to be a teacher." Li Qingyu's "Sweeping the Horn of God": "Although Hua Lang has a good heart, I am afraid that his father will insist on not wanting our generation." "May 4th" patriotic movement material Miao Lian's Letter to the World of Flowers and Flowers: "Only my brothel has done nothing. In good conscience, I came up with several ways to give a suggestion to my compatriots in the flower industry all over the country. "
2. Find some poems about brothels.
Bricks and tiles seem to know each other,
Lonely swallows whisper and know each other.
I remember when I was drunk,
Qinhuai River is full of rouge.
Tanqinglou
Look up,
The meal is cold,
Canxue covered the wooden bed,
In the past, blue silk was frost,
As old as pearls,
The scene at night is even more bleak.
How many spoony people were there in the old society,
The oath of eternal love is forgotten,
Ask heaven!
What crime have we committed?
I met a heartless man!
The beautiful hibiscus flower has become a desolate grass today.
When is it good to serve others with color?
1. Zhang Tailiu, Zhang Tailiu, no matter whether the past is green or not, even if the strip looks old, it must climb up and break.
Han Junping, a native of the Tang Dynasty, separated from his wife Liu in the Anshi Rebellion. After the war, he didn't know whether his wife was still alive, let alone where she was and whether she remarried. So I asked someone to bring a bag of gold and a page of poetry to search for my wife.
Liu, who has been separated from her husband for several years, cut her hair and became a nun. After sobbing, she replied with a song "Yang Liuzhi": "Yang Liuzhi, Fangfei Festival, I can't bear to leave every year. A leaf suddenly reports the autumn wind, even if it comes, it can't be folded. "
Later, Mrs Zhang was compared to a prostitute.
2. Love sleeping, hate broken chicken;
Thinking and pity don't go hand in hand, sighing that the horse is cruel enough.
Let me worry, because you eat less;
We will meet again later to sum up Qi Mei.
Liu Guorong, a famous prostitute in Chang 'an, is beautiful and intelligent, and often sings with poets. She and Guo, the new top scholar, are as close as wine, and she sent a short poem to her lover when she left.
Although I wrote farewell, what a beautiful scenery it is.
3. Send pregnant author: Tang Tara
Down and out, rivers and lakes carry restaurants, and Chu has a thin waist and a light palm.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
This work recalls the years in Yangzhou. From the seventh year to the ninth year (833-835), Du Mu was promoted to Huainan secretariat and lived in Yangzhou. At that time, he was only thirty-two years old, and the banquet was quite good. As can be seen from this poem, he has a lot of contacts with prostitutes in Yangzhou, and he is a degenerate. Therefore, the memory of the future is a dream and a sigh of nothingness.
Xiao Du was also a romantic genius among poets in the Tang Dynasty.
On the surface, he is bohemian and sure to win, but in fact, his poems are concerned about the country and the people.
Another poem by his songwriter:
A berth on the Qinhuai River
Smoke cage cold water moon cage sand, night parking near Qinhuai restaurant.
Businessmen don't know how to hate their country, but they still sing "backyard flowers" across the river.
4. Speaking of backyard flowers, I have to say that Zhang Lihua, the imperial concubine of Chen Houzhu in the Southern Dynasties, was born as a geisha, and hair seven was a wise man. Chen Houzhu fell in love with her at first sight, and it is said that she often put it on her knee for business. At that time, Yang Jian was accumulating troops and was bent on winning the world, but Chen Houzhu was able to shrug off it and lived a dissolute life all day. Chen Houzhu built three pavilions, namely "Lin Chun", "Qi Jie" and "Wang Xian" in front of the lighting hall, pretending to be Lin Chunting, Zhang Lihua lived in Qijie Pavilion, and Kong's two concubines lived in Wang Xianting, drinking and writing poems all day.
Chen Houzhu once wrote "Flowers in the Garden of Yushu":
Li Yufang forest shelves, beautiful new clothes;
Yinghu couldn't get in at first, so he greeted with a smile.
Demon Ji's face is like a flower with dew, and Yushu Creek shines in the backyard;
Flowers bloom and fall in a short time, and the ground is silent!
5. Bai Juyi's Pipa Travel also has a few words:
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.
Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.
How did the aristocratic youths in Wuling compete generously? Countless red silks were given to a song.
The silver comb inlaid with shells was broken by her rhythm, and the bloody skirt was stained with wine.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
Lengma was at the door, so at last she gave her wife to a businessman.
It's like writing the life of a brothel woman.
6. The wine introduced by Li He contains:
Glass clock, amber thick, small groove wine drops are really pearl red.
Cooking dragons, setting off firecrackers and crying jade, Luo Wei embroidered curtains surround the fragrant wind.
Playing dragon flute and catfish drum; White tooth song, waist dance.
(It can be described as a brothel banquet)
7. Obscene cliches:
Fortunately, I saw Jiao E today, her eyebrows are like the first moon, and her eyes attract waves. The snow has not disappeared from the chest, and it is very light. Zhu contains broken jade and broken characters.
Eyes like a knife, whole body like jade, romantic first beauty. Dress in time, comb your hair and be gorgeous and youthful. Good at bidding farewell to officials and businessmen, able to tune the silk and bamboo, and the music is sharp and new.
Fingers are like jade, like onions, and the frozen body is covered with snow.
A beautiful woman sleeps on a delicate crystal curtain pillow. What does the woman sleep on it do?
Although the above is vulgar and a little vulgar, it can be used as a description of prostitutes.
The above is my usual accumulation and random search, I hope it will help. . .
Actually, it should be quite a lot. You can look for poets and their works who often hang out in brothels.
3. In the poem about brothel, which little women sit on the floor and see the flying dust entering the chapter from a distance?
-Tang Dynasty: The young woman by the window upstairs in Wang Changling's "Two Pavilions in Brothels" played the guzheng and watched the dust of the procession enter Zhang Jian Palace. The army came back from the road, scattered all the flowers in Luyang into the moat, and dressed up women to climb tall buildings.
-Tang Dynasty: The troops of Wang Changling's "two brothels" came back from Chidao, scattered poplars all over the road into the imperial ditch, and dressed women boarded tall buildings. Fragrant flowers fly into the building and play Zheng in a high-key way to solve the night sorrow.
-Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling's "Brothel Complain" spring breeze blows curtains and bursts of flowers float into the building, raising the tone and plucking the harp to solve the night sorrow. Brothel Spring Festival Evening.
The days are lonely, combed and lazy. At first glance, crows and songbirds make trouble, causing new worries.
I remember that year, stealing that love and meeting the flowers in the fog. Poetry in the corner pillow, Baochai drinking, * * * drunk moss deep courtyard.
-Song: Lao Lu Wei's "Spring Festival Evening in Brothel" I live in the boudoir of a tall building, and spring is already late. I've been bored for a long time, and I'm lazy to brush my hair and face.
Suddenly I heard crows and songbirds outside, which immediately aroused my new worries. I remember that year, I met him through the fog, fell in love at first sight, and secretly conveyed my feelings.
He is even more affectionate, writing poems on my corner pillow. I picked the golden hairpin and changed the wine. We drank, enjoyed and reveled in this mossy deep courtyard. At this time, the sachet is dark and the ribbon is light.
If you win, the brothel will exist in name only. -Song: Qin Guan's Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun is tender and sweet when he is sad. In a trance, he took off his waist and took off his sachet.
In vain won the reputation of brothel fickleness. Some explanations and poems about brothels: a luxurious and exquisite building painted with blue paint.
Beauty of the Three Kingdoms Wei: "Excuse me, do women live peacefully?" It's at the southern end of the city. Brothel is short cut, and the high gate is closed. "
Tang Zhangji wrote in his poem My Misfortune: "You love your meritorious service in Longcheng, and wish you happiness in your brothel." Chen Menglei's poem Nineteen Ancient Poems of Northwest Tall Buildings in Qing Dynasty: "Brothel is the avenue, reaching high into the sky."
2. It refers to the Starlight Building of Emperor Wu of the Southern Dynasties. Later it also refers to the residence of the emperor.
"Nan Shi Miracle Xia Fei Dong Hu Hou": "Emperor Wudi Xingguang Building. Painted with blue paint, the world calls it' brothel'. "
The fifth part of Li Bai's "Palace Music" in the Tang Dynasty: "The trees smell birds singing, and the brothel sees dancers." 3. refers to brothels.
In the Southern Dynasties, Liang wrote the poem "Thousands of Mountains Meet Mulberry Pickers": "It's hard to master the concubines, and it's done." Tang Du Mu's "Farewell" poem: "I feel the dream of Yangzhou in ten years and get the name of a brothel."
"Negative textbook Du Shiniang's Angry Treasure Box": "(Sun Fu) is a romantic man who is used to buying smiles from brothels and chasing happiness with red powder." Notes on Ji Yun's "Reading Weicaotang Huaixi Magazine IV" in Qing Dynasty: "Ji suddenly folded his hand and knelt down, saying,' My concubine is a favorite of an Hanlin, and Hanlin will kill her, but Mrs. Du is incompatible. I'm afraid I'll enter the brothel first.
"4. Borrow a brothel woman. More refers to prostitutes.
Tang Wen Ting Yun's Journey on a Cold Night: "How brilliant a colorful painting is, which makes the brothel shed tears into blood." Song and Qin Guan's "Young Beauty" words: "If you want to hate a brothel, fight for a ruthless river."
Song Yan Dao Ji's poem "Health Mistakes": "I went back to Fengcheng and said to the brothel: It is better to look at Yingchuan flowers than to be a teacher." Li Qingyu's "Sweeping the Horn of God": "Although Hua Lang has a good heart, I am afraid that his father will insist on not wanting our generation."
"May 4th" patriotic movement material Miao Lian's Letter to the World of Flowers and Flowers: "Only my brothel has done nothing. In good conscience, I came up with several ways to give a suggestion to my compatriots in the flower industry all over the country. "
4. About brothel, brothel woman 1, two brothel songs.
Tang Dynasty: Wang Changling
The general went out with the emperor on a white horse, and 10 thousand soldiers stayed in the long Yang kilometers.
The young woman above the window of the room played the guzheng, looked away from the dust of the team and looked at Zhang Jian Palace.
The army came back from the road, scattered all the flowers in Luyang into the moat, and dressed up women to climb tall buildings.
Welcome to lead more than 1000 soldiers, return from the victory of the war, officially awarded.
Translation:
The general rode with the emperor on a white horse with a golden saddle, and 100 thousand sergeants stayed in Changyang Palace. The young woman upstairs by the window is playing the guzheng, watching the dust of the team enter Zhang Jian Palace.
When the army came back from Chechi Island, they scattered poplars all over the road into the imperial ditch, and the women dressed up and boarded the tall buildings. I greeted my husband with more than 1000 soldiers and horses, returned home in triumph, and bowed down to the officials and gave him a knighthood.
2. Man Ting Fangshan Mo Wei Yun
Song dynasty: Qin Guan
Mountain painted Wei Yun, the sky faded, and the horn was painted to break the door.
Suspend the collection, and talk about * * * leading away from the statue. How many Penglai old stories.
Looking back at the air, there is a lot of gloom. Outside the setting sun, 10,000 points west of Western jackdaw, flowing water around the lonely village.
Fascinating. At this time, the sachet is dark and the ribbon is light.
If you win, the brothel will exist in name only. See you when you go here.
There are crying marks on the inner sleeve and the air. At the scene of the injury, the high city was in ruins and the lights were dim.
Translation:
On Huiji Mountain, the clouds are as light as half an ink painting; Outside Yuezhou, there are many weeds. The horn sounded intermittently above the city gate. On the passenger ship returning to the north, raise a glass to drink with geisha and chat goodbye. Looking back, how many affairs between men and women turned into wisps of smoke and vanished. As the sun sets, Western jackdaw in the west adorns the sky, and a curved water surrounds the lonely village.
When I am sad, I feel gentle and sweet. In a trance, I untied the tie around my waist and took off my sachet. In vain won the reputation of brothel fickleness. I don't know when we can meet again after this trip. Tears of parting wet the skirt and cuffs. When it is sad, the city has disappeared, the lights have been lit, and the sky has entered dusk.
3. "Send me to my arms"
Tang Dynasty: Du Mu
Frustrated, he roamed the rivers and lakes with wine, indulging in Wang Xi women's Yu Chuling and Zhao Feiyan's slender waist dancing.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
Translation:
Frustrated and down, wandering the rivers and lakes with wine, addicted to the thin-waisted woman favored by King Chu Ling and Zhao's light dance. Ten years of debauchery in Yangzhou seemed like a dream. When I woke up, I got a fickle reputation among prostitutes.
4. Wind and rain
Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin
Although I have an ambitious heart, and I also have the heroic poem "Bright Sword", it is not the most popular, and I have stayed in this strange place for a long time.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
New friends are covered with secularism, so old friends are separated by layers.
If you want to break these troubles in your heart, you should use a new wine to alleviate the pain. The price is 10 thousand or 8 thousand.
Translation:
Although I have the ambition to conquer the country, and I also have poems full of heroism like Guo Baojian, I have never met the wise Lord of SHEN WOO and spent years away from home for a long time.
The yellow leaves have withered, and the wind and rain are still destroying them. In the tall buildings of rich and noble families, rich people are singing and dancing lightly, playing anxious tubes and complicated strings.
New friends are criticized for downplaying the world, so old friends are alienated by layers of barriers. If you want to cut off these worries, you can use Xinfeng wine to relieve boredom, no matter whether the price is 1000 or 8000.
5. Falling Flowers
Song Dynasty: Song Qi
Falling elements turn red and hurt each other, while brothel misty rain endures and forgets each other.
I can fly and dance in the air, and I have turned into half makeup.
Haike returns the pearl with tears, while Zhangtai people leave their bones fragrant.
Maybe I didn't mean to pass on two butterflies, so I paid my heart and honey room.
Translation:
The sky is full of fallen flowers, with their own sadness. In the misty brothel, I can't help thinking of my old friend. How can I forget them?
The flowers in the air seem to fall with the songs sung by beautiful women, just like a beautiful woman with half makeup, delicate and touching.
I, a wanderer, can't help feeling the same way when I see the scene of falling flowers, and I burst into tears. This kind of mood is as empty and lonely as the departure of busy street tourists. Only the fragrance of fallen flowers is still floating in the air, attracting two beautiful butterflies and turning their love into sweet honey.
5. Poem describing brothels Xi Qian Ying (Song) Xu Wei "Pigeons have a drizzle and an oblique wind". Spring silently thanked her parents. A heavy curtain is the end of the world. Why cover it with dusk clouds? Gold is cold and jade is cold, and the meaning of drunkenness is not wine. A spring grooming is not a good flower, but a few years of loneliness.
The operator doesn't like sex, and it seems that his predecessor made a mistake. When flowers bloom, it is always the monarch of the East. You have to leave, you have to live. If the mountain flowers are blooming, Mo Wen will be enslaved to the south alley, and Feng Yansi will be slightly rainy and wet, and the grass will hate every year. Smoke locks the phoenix terrace, and the mirror is full of heartbroken. Dreams are melodious, and I sleep in a bed embroidered with flowers. Luckily, I didn't walk to the half-closed door, and the sunset made you cry for the last spring.
Sauvignon blanc thrush is deep, thrush is light, cicada temples are covered with clouds, and the balcony is rainy. Wushan is high, Wushan is low, the rain is raining at dusk, Lang does not return, and the room is empty. Look at Jiangnan (Dunhuang Quzi Ci), don't climb me, climb me too wide. I am Liu Linchi, a native of Qujiang. This man broke that man's climb. Love for a while!
6. Poems related to brothels Among the literati in the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi wrote the most brothel poems, with 30 poems, except for "Where the spring is deep, the prostitute's home is deep in spring", "The green vine spreads a song mat, and the red lotus is a prostitute boat" and "Li Juanchun dreams, and returns to the night platform on Friday", except for poems such as "Who is better in the moonlight on the tiger hill, and the tile flowers bloom on their own", especially long ones. However, that Jiangzhou Sima Bai Juyi said one thing and did another. On the one hand, his poems sympathize with prostitutes, on the other hand, he plays with women and doesn't treat prostitutes as human beings. "Literati are useless" has been fully proved in him.
Brief introduction of pipa line/pipa
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn.
I, the host, have dismounted, my guest has boarded his boat, and we raise our cups, hoping to drink-but, alas, there is no music.
Although we drank a lot of wine, we were not happy. When we were leaving each other, the river mysteriously widened in the direction of the full moon.
We heard a sudden sound, a guitar crossed the water, the host forgot to go home and the guests left.
We followed the direction of the melody and asked the player's name, and the voice was interrupted ... and then she reluctantly answered.
We moved the boat closer to hers, invited her to join us, and summoned more wine and lanterns to start our party again.
However, before she came to us, we called a thousand times and urged her for a thousand times, but she still hid half of her face behind her guitar from us.
... she turned the tuning pin and tested several strings, and even before she played, we could feel her feelings.
Every string is a kind of meditation, and every note is a kind of deep thinking, as if she were telling us the pain of her life.
She frowned, bent her fingers, and then started her music, letting her heart share everything with us bit by bit.
She brushed the strings, slowly twisted, swept and plucked, first the air in the rainbow skirt, then the six small ones.
Big strings hum like rain, and small strings whisper like secrets.
Humming, whispering-and then mixing together, like pouring large and small pearls into a plate of jade.
Between Guan Ying's words, the bottom of the flower is slippery, so you can't swallow the spring scenery and flow under the ice.
By checking its cold touch, the string seems to be broken, which makes us never stop.
The depth of sadness and the hiding of sadness are more told in silence than in voice.
A silver vase suddenly burst, pouring out a stream of water, jumping out of the conflict and blow between armored horses and weapons.
Before she put down the pick, her stroke was over, and all four strings made a sound, just like tearing silk.
The east ship was silent, and the west ship was silent. We saw the white autumn moon entering the river.
She tied it thoughtfully on the rope, stood up and smoothed her clothes, serious and polite.
Tell us how she spent her girlhood in the capital and lived in her parents' house in Toad Hill.
She mastered the guitar at the age of thirteen, and her name ranked first in the list of musicians.
Her art even attracted the appreciation of experts, and her beauty attracted the envy of all major dancers.
Wuling teenagers fight for their heads, and a song gives countless rolls of red silk.
And the blood color of the skirt was stained by wine, China.
Season after season, joy followed, and neither the autumn moon nor the spring breeze attracted her attention.
Until her brother went to war, and then her aunt died, and the night passed, and the night came, and her beauty disappeared.
Lengma was at the door, so at last she gave her wife to a businessman.
Who, first of all, stole money, accidentally left her and went to Fuliang to buy tea a month ago.
She has been taking care of an empty boat in the estuary, with no companions except the bright moon and cold water.
Sometimes in the middle of the night, she dreams of her victory and is awakened from her dream by her hot tears.
Her first guitar note made me sigh. Now, after listening to her story, I feel even sadder.
We were all unhappy until the end of the day, when we met. We understand. What is the relationship between acquaintances? !
A year ago, I left the capital and came here. Now I am a sick Jiujiang exile.
Jiujiang is so far away that I haven't heard music, neither strings nor bamboo sounds for a whole year.
My residence is near the town by the river, low and humid, and the house is surrounded by bitter reeds and yellow rushes.
What can you hear here in the morning and evening? ? The cuckoo's bleeding cry, the ape's sobbing.
I often pick up the wine and drink it alone in the spring morning and the autumn night in the moonlight.
Of course, there are folk songs and bagpipes in the village, but they are rough and harsh, and they are harsh in my ears.
Tonight, when I heard you playing the guitar, I felt that my hearing was illuminated by wonderful music.
Don't leave us. Come, sit down. Play it for us again. I will write a Long song about guitar. ..
... she was moved by my words, stood there for a while, and then sat down to play her strings-they sounded even sadder.
Although the tune was different from what she had played before, all the listeners covered their faces.
But which of them cried the most? ? This Jiujiang official. My blue sleeves are wet.
7. Describe the sentence of dancing low in a brothel, and Liu Louxin sings the song of the moon. Peach Blossom Fan rides a horse against the oblique bridge, and the tea is full of grace. More than thirteen cardamom bouquets fell into poverty in the rivers and lakes in early February, with a thin waist and a light palm.
The original composition can also speak the earth dialect. At this moment, the sachet is hidden, the ribbon is light, and the victory is in hand. Brothel is lucky to have beautiful arms and red lips.
Spring is worth a thousand dollars, and dew is like crow's eyes.
Nothing knot concentric fireworks every ten years to feel Yangzhou dream, won the brothel poor blessing. Avenue brothels are not built. When I was young, I wrote drunken clouds.
The green painted tower is on the road, and two doors are tied to the big house.
The sky was full of geese, and she went up to the tower to see her husband.
Yangzhou's ten years, like a dream, wake up, but in the brothel women this is a fickle reputation.
The yellow leaves are withered, the wind and rain are still destroyed, the noble buildings are rich, and the broad masses of people are playing beautiful dances and impatient strings.
Nautilus Island is full of waves and sand, and the brothel will be inclined to look at the sky in spring.
Chidao Huayang is full of jade ditch and red makeup is full of brothels.
The sunset is hard to see, the brothel is far away, and the team is scattered.
I want to send your hatred to the brothel and fight for the ruthless river, not the west.
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