Wei Chi Cup (Big Stone Leaving Hate)
Suidi road. It's getting late, and the dense fog grows deep trees. The clouds are light and the wind is light, still deep in the river bridge. Brushly painting ge, regardless, smoke waves over Nanpu. Waiting for pedestrians, drunk, will leave hate.
Because I miss my old guest Beijing, I have a long talk with you and the grove. Ye Ye advocates that everyone should know each other, but he is still used to watching dancing. Today's items, fishing villages and water hills, are like years old at night, burning incense and speaking alone. Nobody misses me and dreams of lovers.
Around the Buddha Pavilion (Dashi Travel)
Dark dust gathered together. The building looks out, reflecting a lonely pavilion. Leak clearance time is very short. Tired of smelling the night for a long time, I signed a book curtain. Osmanthus fragrans is full again Wandering on the grass would rather stay away. Flowers are clear and elegant. Look at the middle of the river, the city is hidden by the banks.
Tired passengers are the most desolate, drunk on the oblique bridge crossing the willow line. Also like a dike, the rainbow beam crosses the water. Looking at the waves and spring lanterns, the boat is like an arrow. See you on this trip. Sigh that it is difficult for old friends to meet and think about chaos. Two eyebrows are sad, to whom to stretch.
One inch of gold (Xiaoshijiang Road) is sandwiched by Cangya, and the mountains and rivers under the pillow are battlements. Seeing Hai Xia welcoming the sun, the water turns red and the wind blows at the foot of the mountain. Heat the waves and make them. The sand marks recede and the night tide is falling. Outside the forest, there was a little smoke, and the ferry was uneven and boundless.
Sighing from overwork, what will happen after the year, Jinghua's heart will float. Miss Zhu Pu, return to idle dreams, wind and rain, and finally meet before. The scene is eye-catching and lingering, and the name is easy to lose weight. Later, I thanked Ye Ye for his suggestion, and then I went fishing for fun.
Butterfly Hua Lian (carved on Qiu Si)
The moon is so bright that it is uncertain to live in the dark. If it leaks too much, it will be disabled, and the car calendar will lead to the golden well. Arouse clear eyes. Tears are frozen in the neck, and cotton wool is cold.
Hand in hand, frosty wind blowing the shadow on the sideburns. Don't worry. Upstairs is the bucket handle. It is far from being able to cope with the cold.
Like a dream (Lv Zhong Siqing)
The dust is full of embroidery. Tears wet the red wrinkled scarf. The front edge of the first warmth is lighter, and the waist is lighter than that of Wuchang Guanliu. A long day. A long day. Drinking wine and sleeping by the window in the afternoon.
Like a dream (Lv Zhongsi Qing? Second)
It's far outside the door. Who sent Lang Bianzhi? After the storm in the lane, the wet flowers flew away face to face. Not in the mood. Not in the mood. Stealing jade at leisure.
Bank of China in that month (resentment)
Silk dyed dry red in the sun. Warm noodles melt fat. Boshan exquisite seal house. Be careful of the bugs on the window.
Worry, timidity, suspicion, empty curtain, constant sound, dusk scene, sparse clock. Small screens on all sides. Crying in the soul of a dream.
Huanshaxi (Huangzhong)
The day is thin and dusty, and the official road is flat. It's nice to see the Bianhe River tilting. People are tired in the distance.
Dismount first to find the title wall, go out and write down the name of the village. Turn off the lights early and dream of the whole city.
Huanshaxi (Huang Zhong? Second)
? Go to Jinting by car. Don't bother splashing mud and rain. Tears are full of powder.
Wine doesn't have to get the guests drunk, the road is always long. Early childhood dreams about Hua Xu.
Huanshaxi (Huang Zhong? Third)
I don't like Xiao Niang's old testament. Why not leave Chang 'an easily? The powder marks on the clothes are dry.
The pavilion is deep and bright, and the stove is wide and close to the glass. Take off the saddle for you.
A crimson lip (Lu Xian is very sad)
Liao He returned, and his hometown was a little sad. Don't send inch books. Fish waves are thousands of miles away
With peach roots, pour out desolation. Trouble is endless. Old clothes. There are still tears in the east gate.
Youth Journey (Yellow Bell Tower Moon)
The eaves and teeth are ethereal and small. Hang a silver hook on the cool moon. The banquet was full of songs and lights shone through the curtains. The scenery is like Yangzhou.
At that time, I was bullied by Chun Xue and often traveled with beautiful women. Come back today, no one asked, I am alone.
Wang Jiangnan (prostitute singing with big stones)
On the music table, hooligans are waves. The bun is exquisite and delicate, and the embroidered towel is soft and greasy. There are many good people.
Nothing, because I collected two moths. Simply talking about dressing up, it is better to listen to songs than to look at pictures. Let alone dance.
Unforgettable (Zhong Lu Mei Yong? Miscellaneous)
The clothes were dyed warbler yellow. Love to stop singing and clap, and persuade people to drink. Cicadas move and whisper. The eaves are exposed and the bamboo is cool. Play with water and drink waves. The night is getting deeper, the cage lights are bright, and the children are safe.
A bosom friend speaks like no other. I'm not afraid of Zhou Lang. A long frown knows hatred, and greed can't make up for it. Annoying thing. Why didn't you say it? I'm afraid of Iraq, too. I want information and lose weight.
Spring Festival music (in double tune with prostitutes) Everyone spent a splendid time in spring. Recall the feast and steal the hand. When the song stops dancing, come and meet it. Wake up, there is no wine.
Bi Mu Xiang Bao Xin embroidery. Even the seats were divided and I smoked for a while. Why do you come back in the middle of the month? He is a long man and follows the car.
Set off a storm (business tone and aesthetic feeling)
Don't rely on energy to gather eyebrows. How many people can know this song? We will meet at the end of the month. Re-management. Remember to come when you are well.
The bitterness and hatred of Chengtou is eternal, and ruthlessness does not mean parting. Tell Jin Zun to push the jade arm. Because of drunkenness Who will hold the wine of the Ming Dynasty?