Standing at the bow, the green hills are like arrows, and the apes sound like drums.
The wind blows clothes and hunts.
Eyes, blowing in the wind already.
Fog makes the mine look like a poem or an illusion.
Dewdrops fell on the mountain flowers.
Tap Chai Fei in the moonlight.
Several barking dogs fell into the mountain stream.
Is the light in the Pink Pearl Building still on?
The wine in Longxi Hospital is of course sweet.
On the boundless Wujiang River, with Chu swords and shadows, splashing.
Then, a ride away.
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Angry horses wear fresh clothes, and wind chimes jingle on the arrow building.
The wine flag is swaying, and the pride is like the water of the Yellow River.
Step by step, I am happy for his white hair.
The moon in Daming Palace is a little hazy.
The wind blows peach blossoms all over the ground, and the flowing water flies red to send spring and summer.
Wild geese fly by.
There will be clouds in the morning and evening, and there will be fog and rain in the distant mountains
Reed is yellow and blue, green and yellow.
Waterbirds flew over the river in surprise.
A glass of drifting wine
After thousands of years, it is still chic and unrestrained. ...
Written in Jiangyou on August 30, 2020.