The plank road is on the left and Chencang is on the right.
The mountains are still majestic, and the water is still long.
Green yee comes first, and Jiao Tong comes last.
Thousands of years of sandstorms will ponder time.
But whose spring and autumn are these?
The avenue is on the left and the path is on the right.
Facing the towering and pale isolated trees and
Jiao Jiao and Han don't know where to go.
As a child, I wrapped my feet at a loss.
At this time, the song of May sounded.
The sudden opening is obviously
The burning tree.
phoenix
The silk string shines again and again.
Once the blood expands,
Legend classic
It's just unexpected-
A strong, wanton fragrance.
I'm really at a loss.
Such a large area is bright and cheerful.
Shame on the germination of hypocritical seeds
Shy grass dispelled discontent.
Who's against you?
Who is worried?
-Reed without water ~ ~ ~ Original