When you are talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. Carrying a sword, riding a ghost rain, bones like mountains, birds flying.
The world is like a tide of people, just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu. Ten steps to kill without leaving a trace, the top gun is full of pride.
Laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield, and your hands will rejuvenate. Lightning and thunder can dance wildly, and gorgeous meteors are good and evil.
Since the world can't satisfy our desire, I will loosen my hair and get on a fishing boat tomorrow. Flying to the west, you don't need the blank head of the vast sound and wind. Do not need a piece of grass, do not need a night of green rain, do not need a lonely city on all sides, do not need the calm and firm sound of a knife. A chivalrous man can't be found in a thousand years, and a game-writing protocol red leaf is drunk in the autumn wind. Listen to the wind and rain and overlook the rivers and lakes.
The rivers and lakes are full of waves, the moon shines, the sword sounds, the palm is soft and constant, the lights are alone on rainy nights, the stars are drunk, the sun rises, and after the rain, the autumn colors are lonely, the residual red is full, and the frost leaves are thick. Drunk, talking to himself, where is the old friend? Suddenly I heard a goose chirping outside the aperture, and my voice was a little sad.
It's cold and fragrant at night, isn't it? Life is short and impermanent. Lying beside the ancient Buddha, you are lonely and sleepless. Where can I get autumn frost in the long night? 3000 tourists were drunk. Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them. When you wake up, you just sit in the flowers and get drunk, so you come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.
I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor. If the poor are compared with the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure.
Others laugh that I am too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields. The wind turned into a sigh and he forgot the smoke in the water. Put a bowl of wine! Forget all the troubles in the Jianghu.
Spirit of life, three thousand moss, put it on the shelf! Stop, stop, stop, stop again, and your heart will calm down! A Meng Shan, half sad, things are different. What was the result? Where is the quenching in Wu Gou? This is a desolate city with a flowing pillow. It used to be the battlefield of the dragon, roaring past! Autumn full of grass and frost.
If you think about it, you will grow old together. Don't change your youth easily. Hou Feng, how many heroes are just ruined! There are constant disputes between rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to find a confidant in life. How to resolve hostility with a smile? Hero, who is the hero? Want to go home, or Jianghu.
To solve your worries, think about it. Things are like a dream. You can smile and ride the wind. In Jianghu, you can ask for directions instead of asking for directions. No one in the world tells your life, and there are no words to reflect the soul of the sword in the quiet moon.
I want to calm my heart and chase my dreams. Lonely lights and rain are beating on my heart. Those who are capable work hard, but those who are wise are troubled; He who is incompetent wants nothing. They swim around with plenty of food. If they are not tied to the same boat, they are used to wandering in the rivers and lakes, and love and hate are always hard to stop.
Chivalrous tenderness buried the sea, Huashan firm but gentle swing cold autumn. The day is hanging in the sky, and the torrent bends to the mountain. How can I tell, through all these clouds? Know everything. If you keep drawing your sword, you only need to worry about your happiness. Take off your sword, laugh and forget your hatred. If I were Di Qing next year, I would report to Taohua. Everyone will work hard and never be satisfied, just as white-collar workers envy farmers a comfortable, harmonious and peaceful life.
Farmers envy the rights of senior officials, while Liu Kouhan envies the happiness of students, but the same students also envy Liu Kouhan's freedom. Things have changed, the moon and the breeze have long gone against Kang Ge's wishes, and Ye Ping was asked to fly a kite, and the iron sword flew a spear with blood spattered. Mortals don't look back.
There is no such thing as suffering. It is said that every swordsman should offer his sword, not a poet.
I thought I brought a sword to wander the Jianghu and swallowed Wan Li like a tiger. It has been raining for ten years now, and when I woke up, I sounded an empty string.
Mo Wen is crazy, and people with swords are lonely; Mo Wen hates it. It's raining, so she doesn't love it. Life is worth living, and death is nothing to regret.
Crazy songs and negative swords, watch me gallop across the mountains and rivers. Don't waste your time lamenting that the years are short, don't be young and sad, the world is cold, the sword is drunk and the snow is cold, and the screaming is rare.
Who sang that answer in the cold wind and rain was born in troubled times? Who wasted his life? Who is Yun Ge's idiot? Are you alone? I am an eternal game-writing a book, Dan Qing-the sword of the same color is hard to break the demon in my heart-who sings in the shadow of the Peach Blossom in the Milky Way, answers the sword of Meng Han rain, and laughs in the cool breeze of Yanhai, and I have lived several cycles, with bright lights and lonely dreams like madness. Love and hate are surging, and the past is like smoke. Who knows? How charming the mountains and rivers are, countless romantic rains have been knocked off, leaving only the deja vu road in the sunset.
Heroes in ancient times were all lonely. How many people can laugh in their dreams? When they wake up, the stars are pale and the sky is high. It's wonderful to have a good moon and a good night. Life and death are over, you can dance to your heart's content. The world of mortals is absurd and infatuated, and everything is boring and empty, but my heart is not disturbed in this life. I just want to change my life. Wake up, laugh at people and forget to sigh. It gets dark too early and unpredictable. Love and hate are forgotten. I just want to be happy until the old wind is cold and I don't want to escape The flowers are beautiful and don't want me to wander. The higher the sky, the smaller the heart. I don't ask how many people are drunk alone. I cry today and laugh tomorrow. I don't want happiness, my heart is spotless, the dust is like running water, and the clouds are like flowers without complaints. Butterflies fly lightly to watch the misty rain, while canoeing in the south of the Yangtze River is difficult to carry sorrow, so leave a little smile. May you be afraid of infatuation. Years hurried to recall the past in their dreams, and thoughts came to mind. The sunset in Sleeping with Trouble is gorgeous and short, and we all feel sorry for the vicissitudes of life. Looking at human feelings, the autumn is boundless, the spring is long, the time is long, the world is long, you love me, you don't love me, you wander all your life, you want to leave, you really blame you, you have a beautiful dream, heroes, beautiful women, rivers and lakes are all false feelings, true feelings, leisure, hatred and ruthlessness. You can't forget this life. It's cruel to meet each other late. The distinction between the world of mortals, how deep, is doomed. Who will be ungrateful unless you lose? Don't even want to ask me if I'm open-minded. Leave it to the world to laugh at and talk about. Half cold and half warm. Autumn clouds cling to you, half drunk and half awake. How much love Qian Qian left for the world, don't ask if robbery is the fate of the world. Different sects of Shaolin and Wudang have different authentic Gankun secrets. Who knows the best in the world? Who dares to seal the second pulse of Ren Du and get through the northern leg of Nanquan? The Yangtze River is full of blood. This is a boy's job. Kunlun Peak, Dharma Cave, Qingcheng Palace, everyone in the world went for a case that disappeared without a trace. Qianshan stepped on a dead branch and shook hands with a thousand troops. Who wants to see a picture that cuts through the sky? Who is the hero of Sanfeng Huang Feihong? It's raining on the railing, it's raining It's raining, look up at the sky. It is burning and screaming. Very intense. Thirty fame, eight thousand miles of dust. Yunyue is too idle to understand. Young people's heads are empty and sad. Jingkang's shame is still not over. When did courtiers hate being caught driving a long car?
2. Poems about grudges ~ Wait online ~ Thank you ~ See how urgent you are, but you only give 5 points, which is a bit disappointing. However, seeing that you are in such a hurry to ask and reconnoitre the answer you left, I think at least you will read my answer well. So I decided to listen to soft songs and answer you patiently and well when I was dizzy with a cold.
Finally found it all.
1 The river is dry and dry, and the grievances are reported to him. It is strange that Wutai's teeth were put in early, and several people left Chang 'an in a rage.
2. How about the music of piano and flute? In the cold season, I would like to beg Shuang Ye's eyes.
3 an empty boat can't arrive, and a grudge is called killing. Every year, I am tired of stumbling and selling to my neighbors. Finally, learn from the yellow crane, and it will be mighty.
Fly.
4 carefree and unreasonable, ancient and modern grievances are not deleted. The bottom of the ear roared until it was beaten out of the water by the tide. Zhu Yingtai near midnight.
In beginning of spring, the plum blossoms are early, and the residual snow is old. He was surprised to say that he was late in China.
Whoever sent Dongfeng to Yumen, Qianshan took Mu Chunen's favor. Old grievances in the lonely city have disappeared, and piccolo has a new voice and a new dream.
I hate my family and my country. Who will take revenge in Chu and Qin? Vanilla beauty, fisherman Shan Gui is worried. Throughout the ages, people with lofty ideals have been suffering from loss.
7 ups and downs can't survive, can't beg for death, don't be shocked by honor and disgrace, and blame others. There are all guests in front of the Zen gate, so there is no need to shed tears and break people's souls!
Qinhuai dance is pretty and round, and Yanzilou looks forward to resentment. Why are temples unpopular? It is difficult for Ma Wei to remember the kindness of Jingyang. After the death of Chunhua, the sweet dream still exists, and the long river is light after all.
What about those who frown and complain? There's no wine to pour out, and I'm sentimental about Singin' in the Rain. Shame, regret, generosity.
10 When I fell, I read Tianen. Thank you for your explanation. Qishan is a phoenix and its voice is worrying. Yanshuitang, dare to say your revenge? The west invaded me, holding my spear; Dongyi invaded me and their friendship was rebuilt. Not for reconstruction, nor for foresight. Wang Zhiyi Xi, what will he ask? My father gave birth to me and my mother gave birth to me.
1 1 I hate my family and my country. Who will take revenge in Chu and Qin? Vanilla beauty, fisherman Shan Gui is worried. Throughout the ages, people with lofty ideals have been suffering from gains and losses.
There is a new well-off plaque hanging in front of the building 12, which is not suitable for future generations.
13 kindness is easy to get rid of hatred, but bad words are hard to violate righteousness. Life is proud, but books and swords are not old.
14 joys and sorrows, gratitude and resentment, swords and shadows, rivers and lakes are idle.
15 not found. Hehe, just a song was added upstairs, which happened to be 15. That's enough.
3. What poems describe "Jianghu"? 1. Wash your hands of the golden basin, retire from the Jianghu, and live in Long Yin.
2. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.
3. The line is opposite to the flying canopy, and the golden whip refers to the shovel.
Wan Li fame, sorrow in a cup.
Yan Zhibei, Taibai East, Qin Cheng.
No sorrow from the soul, look at the nod!
The world is full of people,
As soon as I entered the Jianghu, I was reminded.
The sound of the piano is charming and loud.
The shadow of the sword shot down like snow.
6. gone with the wind,
If the face is peach-hearted, it will be like ice.
7. Quiet as a virgin, moving like the wind,
Walk lightly like an ape.
8. This family, which is famous in Zhongshu, is named Tang.
The steel dart trap was sentenced to hell.
9. Snow girl is like dust.
The starting point of Xizi Lake is very clear.
10. One cavity loves, one cavity hates.
A breeze, a soul.
Zhang jianxie JIU Jianghu hang
How many grievances are drunk in dreams?
Looking back suddenly, everything is empty.
1 1.
A few floors away, several bells rang.
12. The husband is empty and the wife is empty.
Don't meet on the way to the grave.
13. Friends are empty,
Go your own way.
14. Magic is not magic, there is no way, and good and evil are in people's hearts;
Desire is not desire, affection is not affection, and marriage is predestined.
15. If you don't look back, why don't you forget; Since there is no chance, there is no need to call names.
Today everything is like water without a trace, and tomorrow you will be a stranger.
16. The imperial sword came by the wind to drive away evil spirits between heaven and earth.
I'm happy with wine, and I'm happy without wine.
Drink all the rivers and then swallow the sun and the moon,
A thousand cups are not drunk, I am a wine sword fairy.
Day and night are bright, full of dry Kun.
4. Write ancient Jianghu poems, heroic, lyrical, resentful and so on. It can be 1, Qiu Si 2, Baima 3, send several letters in reply to Yellow River 4, Nian Nujiao 5, step out of Xiamen to see the sea 6, and two poems from Liangzhou No.1 Middle School can be used in these capitals.
1, "Qiu Si" Song: Lu You wants to refuse people thousands of miles, and the rivers and lakes wander around Europe. Day after day, I feel so idle in my spare time. Even the biggest thing is getting drunk.
In the knocking sound of Yi Dao, the moon in the lane is sinking, the trees by the well are shaking their leaves, and my hometown is autumn. I want to see the place from a very far height, and I can stand in front of Baizu Building like Chen Deng, which is a great event in the world.
Qiu Si is a seven-character poem written by Lu You, a poet in the Song Dynasty. This poem shows that Lu You, as a patriotic poet, is always thinking about the rise and fall of the nation and the country.
The feeling of writing poetry in autumn shows the author's yearning for leisure and the life that can't be leisure. 2, "White Horse" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Zhi white horse decorated with gold, even galloping in the northwest.
Excuse me, who is the family? You are a ranger. Young people go to villages and towns, raising their voices and hanging in the desert.
I used to have a good bow, but my arrows were uneven. If the string is controlled to break the left, the right hair will destroy the moon branch.
Raise your hand to catch flies and bend down to lay horseshoes. Smarter than monkeys and apes, as brave as leopards.
There are many policemen in the border town, and the number of soldiers and riders is also moving. Feathers come from the north, and horses climb the embankment.
The dragon drove to the Huns, and the left looked around and led Xianbei. Give up your life on the blade, and your life will be safe? Parents don't care, how can we talk about children and wives! A famous person is a strong person, and he can't be selfish.
Give your life to the national disaster and feel like you're dying! White Horse Piece is the representative work of Cao Zhi, a writer of Cao Wei in the Three Kingdoms period. This poem describes the heroic behavior of the frontier ranger who sacrificed his life for justice and devoted himself to it, created an image of a young frontier ranger who was eager to defend his country and even give his life, and expressed the poet's strong desire to make contributions.
The first two sentences describe the heroic spirit of galloping in the northwest battlefield with the pen of strange police flying, show the urgent military affairs and touch the readers' heartstrings; Then, with the help of "using the title to play", the life experience of the hero is supplemented by pen and ink, which shows what kind of heroic image he is; The six sentences in "Border Town" are connected from the beginning of the article, which specifically explains the reason of "Northwest Pool" and the heroism of defecting to the enemy. The last eight sentences show the lofty spiritual realm of the hero who died for his country and regarded death as death.
The whole poem is rich in style, warm in atmosphere and delicate in language, which can be called both emotional appeal and victory The heroic image in the poem is not only the poet's self-portrayal, but also the condensation and shining glory of the times. 3, "Send Yellow Several Times" Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian I live in the South China Sea of the North Navy, and the goose can't send a book.
Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases.
I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams. Send some letters to Huang is a poem by Huang Tingjian, a writer in Song Dynasty.
This poem praises Huang Jifu's integrity, ability and eagerness to learn, but deeply regrets his old age and sinking situation, expresses his warm feelings of missing his friends, and expresses his grievances and indignation at his friends' lack of talent. The whole poem is sincere and touching.
However, it shows the characteristics of Huang Tingjian's poems in making good use of books, taking the old as the new, inheriting the ancient as the law, and twists and turns, which can be called Huang Tingjian's masterpiece. 4, "Nian Nujiao Chibi Nostalgia" Song Dynasty: Su Shi's "River of No Return", a romantic figure who has been squandered for generations.
To the west of the humanistic base camp is Chibi in Zhou Lang, the Three Kingdoms. The steep rock wall, like thunder waves lapping against the river bank, waves like rolling up thousands of snow.
The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. In the past, Xiao Qiao got married for the first time.
Feather fan black silk scarf, laughing, strong Lu ashes. The old country is falling, and you should laugh when you are affectionate. I was born early.
Life is like a dream, sprinkle a glass of wine to pay tribute to the bright moon on the river. Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia is a poem by Su Shi, a writer in the Song Dynasty, and one of the representative works of bold and unconstrained ci.
Through the description of the magnificent scenery on the river in the moonlight night, the poem pays tribute to the ancient battlefield, cherishes the talent, tolerance and merits of romantic figures, expresses the author's grief and indignation in a tortuous way, and also shows the author's broad-minded concern for history and life. The whole poem is lyrical in ancient times, vigorous and desolate, magnificent, vigorous in brushwork and broad in realm. It integrates scenery writing, history chanting and lyric, giving people an artistic power that shocks the soul. It was once known as "the swan song of ancient and modern times".
5. "Walking out of Xiamen to Watch the Sea" Wei and Jin Dynasties: Cao Cao watched the sea near Dongjieshi. The sea is so vast that the islands stand high on the sea.
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. The movement of the sun and the moon seems to come from the vast ocean.
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. Fortunately, even! Sing with ambition.
Walking out of Xiamen to see the sea is selected from Yuefu Poetry Collection and added by later generations. The original text is the first chapter of "Walking Out of Xiamen". This poem was written on a whim when Cao Cao marched to the seaside in the 12th year of Jian 'an (AD 207), passing through Jieshi Mountain, and climbed the mountain to watch the sea on his way back to the division.
This ancient poem is a magnificent seascape outlined by the poet Cao Cao when he climbed Jieshi Mountain and looked at the sea with romantic passion. It depicts the magnificence of the motherland's rivers and mountains, not only the magnificence of mountains and seas, but also the enterprising spirit of the poet who lives by heaven and cares for the world. 6, "Two Poems of Liangzhou" Tang Dynasty: William Wang wine luminous cup, want to drink pipa immediately.
Don't laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield. How many people fought in ancient times? Grapes and wine are poured directly into the luminous jade cup, and pipa music helps us to enjoy drinking. Suddenly, the sound of music was already very high, and the soldiers were in no hurry to drink.
5. Poems describing rivers and lakes. All love will be impermanent for a long time. There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of exposure. Trouble comes from love, fear comes from love. If you leave your lover, you have no worries and fears.
Four machines, Yuanyang wants Qi Fei, and the poor old man is white first; Spring waves of green grass, deep in Han Xiao, are relatively bathed in red.
Ten years of life and death are two boundless. Never think, never forget. A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about. Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our temples are frosty. When night came, my dream suddenly came home. Xiao Xuan window, get dressed. Care for each other without words, only tears thousands of lines are expected to break the heart, and the moon and night are short and loose.
All love will last for a long time. There are many fears in life, and life is in danger of exposure. Trouble comes from love, fear comes from love. If you leave your lover, you have no worries and fears.
What is love in the world? Teach me to live and die together.
Boundless sorrow, endless robbery, short song ending, lack of bright moon. This is a beautiful city with a game writing protocol. Blue is sometimes exhausted, blood is also there, and a wisp of fragrant soul is endless! Yes or no? Turn into a butterfly.
The vicissitudes of the world are white-haired, and the world has no intention of vicissitudes.
Legend of the Fairy Sword and the Chivalrous Man 3: Courtship-Fairy Sword Courtship
Drizzle and breeze are as long as infatuation; Hao Xue falls, the Yellow River is turbid, leaving him heartless; Put it down, the sword is in hand, I am willing; Call back, heart, destiny Jing. Why, lonely, you are on the other side of the world; My deep affection for me can't be written in one word, nor can I covet a wish. Again remind of, your face, day and night, the long road of life; Always, I see tenderness in your eyes; This life is destined to continue in the afterlife, what is love, and life and death are committed; With you, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. ...
The Legend of the Fairy Sword and the Chivalrous Man: Questioning —— Questioning with the Fairy Sword
Love is touching. In the green hills, a gust of wind is instantaneous in Wan Liyun. Find a beautiful woman, love is hard to come true, and the royal sword breaks the world of mortals; Flying there, in the sky, the heart is endless; Vertical and horizontal, Millennium, reincarnation. Why, loneliness is long, I am on this side of the world; How can I miss you in a thousand words? I can make it clear … I only expect to get drunk once; Again remind of, your face, looking for and meeting in the dream; Every moment, I see thousands of things in your eyes; This life is destined to continue in the afterlife, what is love, and life and death are committed; With you, I don't envy mandarin ducks or immortals. ...
Sapolang
The body that has been sleeping for thousands of years wakes up from the rotten branches and leaves. It was the sad sigh of the nightingale that broke the spell. Who sealed the sword of forgetfulness and followed the sound of flute and horseshoe to find you? The most glorious sacrifice is the fate of a soldier, but at the moment of wielding a knife, my heart is crying. Life is to prove the existence of love. The greater life after the fire burns is to celebrate this magnificent night before it is shattered. The wolf waits for the dawn with deep eyes, and can't tell life from death. Leave here without joy or regret. Dawn and new moon alternate. I've traveled for you for centuries. The petals of cherry blossoms are falling. This sad landscape can't last forever. Have I been doomed to this fate of displacement, my broken wings, until you let me find myself?
Xiaoyao sighed.
The years are rarely silent, the autumn wind is tired of wandering, the sunset hangs on the wall, and I can't bear to leave the words in the ears of the Iraqis in the past. Looking back, love has come to an end with the maple leaves. I hate and give up my promise. I can't believe my fate is humorous. It's hard for me to have a few friends to stay and look back, but I can't hear the laughter in my dreams. Words are poor and stupid, and madness eventually becomes empty. I didn't see through the world of mortals. I laughed at these words. I am full of grievances. Yingjie is very sad. Finally, people scattered their hair, and their temples were white and beautiful. They didn't feel that they were competing with the sun for glory. Tears dry up, blood hides, snow falls, and it becomes empty.
6. The poem describing rivers and lakes is 1. True loneliness is in my bones, but I feel that I am the only one left in the world.
2, things change, where there are people, there are rivers and lakes, and people are rivers and lakes.
3, we chase them, the burden of the horse is very light, the burden of the snow of our bow and our sword is bound to be a fierce battle!
4, meet the rivers and lakes to bring wine, beauty is like jade. Ten years, a sword is like a dream, and fame is achieved after death.
I only vaguely saw a young swordsman in his prime, slowly put away his sword and walked out of his Jianghu road.
6, dim the sword shadow, stay away from the rivers and lakes grievances.
7. I began to miss the bleak years that I had held in my hand, the brilliant rivers and lakes, and those people who had mixed love and hate.
8, talented and beautiful, heroic tears, rivers and lakes are fake, love is true, affectionate is idle.
9. There is no way to be ruthless. Heaven is too cruel, and meeting each other late is doomed to be divided.
10, let people who care about rivers and lakes continue their dreams.
1 1, righteousness is not chivalrous, chivalrous and unjust.
12, the horn in the dream echoes everywhere, the hero is a stranger, and the chivalrous character is soft-hearted.
13, amazing, unusual love, dreamlike, thrilling, stunned and then look, the ups and downs of these years seem like a lifetime ago.
14, the rivers and lakes have never left, and the rivers and lakes are getting deeper and deeper.
15, twenty years ago, there was an old voice: "I will forgive you, because you are still young, because you don't understand."
16, the hero can't read poetry books, so he lives in water margin. Although he was born a ruffian, he only killed thieves and not people.
17, I met the Jianghu restaurant, and the Jianghu was messy and unknown. Laugh and listen to the wind and rain, join hands with you to sing crazily.
18, there are so many passers-by, or a lonely person wandering around the world, or both of them live in seclusion with their families. Who else is singing this Jianghu song now?
19, here, rewrite our first meeting and erase the bitter parting that can't compete with the sky.
20. I don't know what Jianghu is. I only know and always remember that we met and then parted.
2 1, the yellow sand wears the golden armor in hundreds of battles, and it is only after the loulan is broken that it is returned. Another bloody battle!
22. Don't people in Jianghu try to talk with swords?
23. This life is nothing more than this. And the mood is no longer the frivolous teenager at the beginning.
24. Jianghu, a word that is easier said than done.
25. The rivers and lakes in the dream are full of flowers, people come and go, and they are bustling.
26, fresh clothes and angry horses, chasing rivers and lakes, no need for grievances, no need for grievances.
& amplt； The sixth daily words of heaven >
The breeze smiled.
Never leave the Jianghu OL
It all started with you,
Everything is ruined because of you again.
Affectionate with children, loyal to the liver and courageous, natural and unrestrained in the world.
Can't walk the rivers and lakes, can't shed heroic tears,
Seven-foot man, drinking poison to quench thirst, dragon sword refers to heaven.
Blood-stained scabbard, slaying demons, survivors can't breathe.
The world of mortals laughed and asked heaven who was at large on the Jianghu road.
& amplt； The fifth ode to heaven is like a dream, brothers in rivers and lakes >
well
What do I need to say when I meet you? Drink a pot of old wine. I fell asleep when I was drunk, so I don't care about tomorrow!
Brother, brother, are you okay elsewhere?
& amplt； The fourth hymn to heaven, chanting Nujiao, whistling with a knife, Jianghu >
Niannujiao
Take a knife and scream at the Jianghu.
The sword is blazing, the blood is burning, Wan Li, who is the hero? Throughout the ages, only sigh Wu Shen coquettish. Looking back, laugh at the courage of the enemy and anger all sentient beings. Crazy. . .
& amplt； Jianghu trip >
The world is full of people.
As soon as I entered the Jianghu, I remembered those years.
Talking and laughing, Huang Tu's hegemony
Drunk to death.
Ride the ghost rain with your sword on your back.
Bones are like mountains, and birds fly in fright.
Dust is like water.
Just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu.
Boundless sorrow, endless robbery, short song ending, lack of bright moon. This is a beautiful city with a game writing protocol. Blue is sometimes exhausted, blood is also there, and a wisp of fragrant soul is endless! Yes or no? Turn into a butterfly.
The vicissitudes of the world are white-haired, and the world has no intention of vicissitudes.