Author: Yuan Zhen
Obsolete moon on the mountain pavilion, purple tung hanging so cloudy. Unfortunately, it was dark, and no one knew it.
When there is no wilderness, the phoenix belongs to Dan Xuecen. Stay in the world, Guanghua is deeper.
Complaining about spring every year, not arguing for peaches and apricots. Just after Tomb-Sweeping Day, Peony invaded again.
In this case, the empty museum is closed, and whoever looks for it in the cloud. I'm tired of birds singing, but I don't talk about mountains and mountains.
A yard full of moss, a lotus hairpin. Since it opened, it also fell, and Dimfragrance eventually sank.
I have no place to live and want to cut it into a piano. Stand by the king and reconcile the voice of the head of state.
Ann asked the angle of the palace sign, first distinguish elegance from chastity. Gong Xianchun is a gentleman, and if you are in spring.
Shang Xianlian is a minister, and I am a drought. People are quiet, but people are trapped.
Feathers are like everything, and the gods don't worry. Levy a Pepsi, serve it without respect.
Five is not chaotic, but fate is a pity. If you want to ask about filial piety, just play Liangshan songs.
If you live in a temple, you can make peace with Qiu Lin. If you are not good at persuasion, you are willing to give advice.
If you don't stop hunting, listen to the shortage of birds. If you waste time in the temple, Yong Men can touch your chest.
If you are proud and kind, Luming Literature has food. Don't be complacent when you hear prayers.
If you want to lose, you have a golden formula. You smell Xun, and you are full of ambition.
There are rich words in it, don't accept it. Never listen to it in the north, it's worse than prostitution.
The south wind is indisputable, and there is nowhere to escape. The voice of treachery is ugly, and rhetoric is better than nothing.
The owl's voice is also a cloud, safe and sound. The son of heaven is both Mu Mu and dense.
Swordsmen emphasize agriculture, while silk men weave again. A pavilion is in Feng Dan's nest, and a fish is swimming in Bixun.
Be kind to the sea, and it will be easy to irrigate your hooves. Changing Zhang Naike into a drum is an ancient saying.
Not only can the piano do it, but it also makes sense. Idle resentment is hard to ban.
Treat me like an axe and you like a master.