Where to see China? Full of scenery, Gu Bei Building. How many things have gone up and down through the ages? The Yangtze River stretches as far as the eye can see.
I was too young to stop fighting in the southeast. Who is the world hero? Cao Liu. Children should be like Sun Zhongmou.
Athena Chu, the head of water tune.
On the vast Taihu Lake, soak in the cold light of dusk. After the prince of Wu left, the pavilion was always sad. Who believes in Peng Shanxian, Heaven and Classics?
Talent, idleness, fame and tiredness. Fold your wings to the sky, your elegance lies in the turbulent waves. In late autumn, the smoke is silent and the rain is cool. Weitinghao
Scene, trees and bamboo around the pond. You don't have to take a boat to drink, you have your own green mountains and green waters, just like Xiaoxiang. Don't you have Mo Wenping's business?
Good idea.
Tai Su visited ancient Li Bai.
The old garden is barren and willow is new, and Lingge sings endlessly in spring. Only today is Xijiang Moon, who once took pictures of people in the Wu Palace.
Niannujiao Chibi Nostalgia Sushi
The surging river flows eastward, and those heroes of the past are gone forever. To the west of the old camp, people say it's the War of the Three Kingdoms, Battle of Red Cliffs. Rock clouds break, waves beat the shore, and thousands of piles of snow are rolled up. The majestic rivers and mountains are picturesque, and many heroes emerge at once. Looking back on Zhou Yu's spring breeze era, young and beautiful Joe just married him, and he was full of heroic spirit. Feather fan nylon scarf, laughing and laughing, strong ashes. I am wandering in the battlefield today. I feel a feeling heart and give birth to white hair prematurely. Things are like a dream, a bottle or a month.
Pi Rixiu's Guanwa Palace
Yan Yan became a blue musk deer, and the palace wall was still pressing the cliff. The rain on the crossbow platform destroys the gold cymbals, and the fragrant mud sells the jade hairpin.
Only the mountain birds bathe in the inkstone marsh, and the wild flowers are buried in the gallery. Gusu elk is really nosy, so it was necessary to care for it at that time.
Xin Qiji, the Rain Man, will welcome the Spring Festival in the Han Palace in Penglai Pavilion.
On the top of Qin Wang's mountain, look at the clouds and rain, upside down. Those who don't know clouds are rain, and those who rain are clouds? Wan Li in the sky was suddenly destroyed by the west wind. Looking back, I heard the bright moon in the sky and the world was screaming. Who goes to Ruoye River, a thousand beauties go west, and Elk Gusu. So far, the people of the old country are looking forward to it. It's the end of the year. Why not play drums and instruments? Didn't you see Wang Ting Xie Ting? Cold smoke and trees cry.
Liu Cang's Changzhou Nostalgia
The wild fire burned out, and the king of Wu had a balcony here. Where is the Millennium? The tide comes at midnight. Bai Niao's shadow is not seen in the river tree, and Chu Yun's voice cries for sorrow. On the night of parking, algae are recommended and flowers bloom in the calm and cold pond.
Xu's soul travels to Suzhou to remember the past.
Yu Ji of the Palace Museum dropped out of school, and Vivi was infinitely lonely. Wild deer compete for new grass, and empty gardens occupy shallow sand.
Wu Xiuyu is cold in the rain, the wind in the Chu River is urgent, and there are many sails. The poor country broke its loyal minister and died. Bai Bo was born in the East every day.
Cui Daorong Xishitan
Tu rejoiced in Wu's death, and history was ashamed of it. Back in those days, that Hu Shui rolled and sounded like a beautiful woman.
Double phonon
In the evening, it was bleak and Peng's trail was broken. I took advantage of traveling eastward in Lan Jiao. The scenery of the three Wu, the pavilion of Suzhou, the beginning of dusk.
In the old country of Fucha, there are no fragrant roads, only barren hills. In a busy place, you can't see it, you can only smell the elk. Back in those days, there was a decisive battle in the air, and the map king fought endlessly for hegemony. The mountains and rivers are picturesque, the clouds are rolling and the clouds are comfortable, and Fan Li capsizes. I experienced the old history before the exam, and returned home with a full load. It was a romantic day. Sunset grass boundless, will be the sorrow of the ages.