There is no such thing as knowing the spring and autumn, and autumn is full of foam. Leave the bone peak to reflect the water, and meet the beauty of Xizhou at four o'clock. There are no distant trees and high hills in Xizhou, and morning glory is not collected when it rains outside the clouds. The downtown is quiet and lively, with half-rolled rattan clothes and wrinkled moss clothes.
Riding a horse and driving into the painting is still a few miles away, and the curved bridge is sad. I hope you will wait for you at the ferry. Turpentine grounding gas, dancing dragon embroidered tiger out of the bosom sleeve, micro-stones falling into the sea even ups and downs, tracing several winding lines coaxial. Lift the blue waves of the desert straight, and Fiona Fang drips on a piece of paper. I remember that before I hooked up with Changfeng and Wan Li, business became so carefree.
The sun, the moon, the rivers and the sea are even more leaky, and love pays for the sorrows and joys of the world. Liu Chunying knew he couldn't be saved. Even after three lives, who would read Guan Yu? The poem says that no one has seen many red beans in the south for a long time.
I'm old when I come here, and I won't stop looking for you if I forget you. Painting outsiders is perishable, just like a shadow structure, covered with glass rafters before being stained with ice and snow. Dip in cinnabar, and you will climb the gold and silver building, and your fate will take you to a dusty place with brown rust. Raise your hand at night, the sky is blue and blue, according to my firefly lamp, only shadows return to the torrent, and my body and soul are like sending the world to live happily.
Love is just a forest without water. It is absurd to pursue the truth without hiding it. Love is neither deep nor thick, and time is not old. Love is not empty, it is the prison of EMI. Lantian needs wine, but nectar can pour beautiful jade thin, the highest one cleans dirt, and the most expensive one moistens because of worry. When you are tired, you know she wants it. When you are drunk, you know he doesn't have to wait. He just wants to meet each other.
Everything stops playing, and when you listen to autumn water, you ask the ephemera. Since Xuanmingcan can't detect Beidou, why do you believe that acacia is the gentlest? Looking forward to the dream of HarmonyOS system, you and 28 nights are looking back. This is my colorful-winged whale tail HongLing World Week, and my heart is at ease.
Introduction to the song "Blowing Dreams on the West Island";
Dreaming of Xizhou is a beautiful and fantastic "wall painting song" in the planning of "An old friend is hard to love". The title of the song is taken from the folk song of Yuefu in the Southern Dynasties, which is full of Wei and Jin charm.
The lyrics are chic, romantic and bold, depicting the "Xizhou" in the painting as a dark and elusive peach blossom garden, in which the goddess I admire and yearn for is having fun and full of affection, as if I had met each other in an invitation painting.
The high-quality audio-visual of Huang's "Entrusting Immortals" is simple as a flower, cloud-centered, and demon high and low sounds are desirable. The combination of Rhubarb and Xiaoyang by Yao Yang and Huang Shifu also creates such a sense of distance dialogue when singing.