1, Mr. Niannujiao Fang Jing Temple
The Gankun side, supported by generations of Hao Ying, is in mid-air.
The immortal dragon is immortal, and the seven orifices are drier than the heart.
Bamboo sticks and linen, scarlet robes and white blades are simple, clumsy and hard.
Confidence comes out, and I don't understand why.
I also know Gao Kui from Miracle, Yi San from Hongdian and Shen Fu from Yue Wei.
He collapsed from the beginning, and the topic was different.
Ten pieces of furniture, ten thousand pieces of skin, and the soul is broken.
The world's rats, how to make up the tiger!
2. Qinyuanchun Shangshu Nian
In the year of Shangshu, Peng Ya sang Arc for the first time. It is a tiger in the forest, a great literary field, a lucky person and a strange word in the world. Taishou Maichen was fifty years old, Zhongshupo was fifty-one, and he looked back to Africa in fifty-two years. Human relations, talking and laughing, getting drunk.
Grandma still remembers that year. I once worshipped the Jade Pier in the crevice of the wind. Nianqing lining lotus leaf, wedding dress still there, bronze diamond shadow, broken mirror still left. Half a mat, an official bows, and creation should also be played with children. Let heaven see who plays me and I will play him.
3. Chapter II of Listening to Tiger Fu in the Mountain
Crops in the east village and the west village are like clouds, and they want to get yellow.
The beaks of mouse teeth don't count, but there are thousands of wild birds here.
Sitting in the field on a frosty night, the sound of knocking on the plow and hitting the pestle is endless.
Five less sleepy, work hard at the end of the year.
In recent days, the tiger has reached Nanshan, and wild people are afraid to avoid it.
Therefore, a pillow can sleep soundly, and the dog is always bitten.
Alas, dogs can eat geometry, and it is more harmful for wild birds not to go.
4, "King Kong Random Endless Ode, No Difference in Dharma and Body, Article 26"
Come for a week, there will be endless romantic feelings.
Riding a tiger in abundance, towering mountains cross buffalo.
5. "One hundred and sixty ode poems"
There are five times in August today. Who cares about the horizon?
If it weren't for Sakyamuni, let Guan Hu go.