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Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!

Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Mo, Mo, Mo!

Lu You and his cousin Tang Wanben love each other and have deep feelings for each other. But because Lu Bu liked Tang Wan, he was finally forced to leave. The latter two married separately. One spring day ten years later, Lu You traveled alone in Shenyuan and met Tang Wan. Tang Wan entertained Lu You with wine and food. He was so sad and disappointed that he wrote this word on the garden wall to express his inner nostalgia and endless regret. Tang wan mixed feelings after reading, tears streaming down her face, words:

Tang Wan, Feng. Love in the world is thin.

The world is thin, human feelings are evil, and it is easy to fall when the rain is sent late. The breeze is dry and the tears are residual. I want to worry about it and lean on the diagonal alone. Difficult! Difficult! Difficult!

People become different, today is not yesterday, and sick souls are often thousands of miles away. The bugle sounded cold and the night was dim, so people were afraid to ask, and they cried with joy. Hide. Hide. Hide.

Since then, he has been unhappy and unhappy. The two words are desperate and sad, touching, touching and tear-jerking, especially in Tang Ci. Forty years later, Lu You revisited Shen Yuan, and tearfully wrote down Shen Yuan's memory of Tang Wan:

On the city, the setting sun draws a corner to mourn, and the non-pool platform in the garden is revived.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton.

This body is a land of mountains and mountains, or a trace of death.

Among them, there is no lack of unforgettable attachment and acacia, and it is also full of unbearable helplessness and despair.