Describe narcissus verses classic, describe narcissus verses

Dream Xiangyun, Yin Xiangyue, hang Xiangling. Who has seen it, and the socks are dusty. Ling Bo is weak, and his back is six baht light. Graceful, delicate yellow, jade light. The incense heart is quiet, the wave heart is cold, and the piano heart is resentful.

Drift away from the vulgar, goodbye daffodils.

Qingfen has been killing the Landu family for 20 years.

1.The flowers are like gold cups and jade plates, and the light is cold. There are cloud ladders in the world, dedicated to Chang'e in the moon.

2.Looking back at the Luoxiao River in Gaocheng, the windows of the long pavilion are microwaved. Narcissus wants to go to the carp, and there are many red tears in the night of hibiscus.

3.The Limbo fairy has dust socks, and the water is light and light. Who recruited this soul-breaking soul and planted it as a cold flower to send sorrow.

4.Embracing the red clouds is helpless, I don't know that there are spring waves in the world. Where the heart washes the fragrance and leaves a shadow, the petite Xiaoice muscle jade shuttles.

5.Nandu boarding the boat is the narcissus, and there are guests in the west wall. Because the gentleman asked the official will, he did not sell the tomb and lost Guo Tian.

6.If Pan Lan Yuanzhi is a neighbor, he will be suspicious of Luo socks. Last night, the moon and the river stood up, I don't know who Xie admired and gave it to?

7.Sailors ride red carp at night, and red luan double cranes are booked. The light dust does not rain and the new glow, and the lonely light contains blue nothingness.

8.Lu Lu crown light cloud hair, cold silk seven incense spring swallow. In the middle of the night, the sky is turbulent and the mountains are chaotic, and the light is broken and the waves are full of the moon.

9.The years are shaking and falling, and a kind of breeze is absolutely pitiful. It is not all silt that invades Haosu, but it is all based on the wind and dew.

10.The soul is sprinkled with Shen Xiangke, and the jade color vaguely catches the moon fairy. But he laughed at Fu Weng too fat powder, and mistook Gao Ya for Chanjuan.

11.Drunk blocking the moon falling on the side of the golden cup, the tireless wind turns over the green sleeves. Compared with the dust-free state, Magu once made an appointment with Xunyang.

12.Take the carp piano to pick up the new, and there is less red dust in the blue sky. Huang Gu Zhu skirted the water, not the world is jealous.

13.The narcissus came to greet him, and Boya has been famous since then. Yiyang scattered wood is empty and light, and the heavy axe knows its sound.

14.The water can be fairy and strange, and the cold fragrance is lonely and moves the ice muscles. Who has the fairy wind dao bone today? Lightly sweep the moth eyebrows.

1. The flower is like a golden cup and a jade plate, and the sun shines brightly. There are cloud ladders in the world, dedicated to Chang'e in the moon.

Looking back at the Luoxiao River in Gaocheng, the windows of the long pavilion are microwaved. Narcissus wants to go to the carp, and there are many red tears in the night of hibiscus.

3. Lingbo fairy dust socks, light and light on the water. Who recruited this soul-breaking soul and planted it as a cold flower to send sorrow.

4. There is nothing to do about the red clouds, I don't know that there are spring waves in the world. Where the heart washes the fragrance and leaves a shadow, the petite Xiaoice muscle jade shuttles.

5. Nandu boarding the boat is the narcissus, and there are guests in the west wall. Because the gentleman asked the official will, he did not sell the tomb and lost Guo Tian.

6, if Panlan Yuanzhi is neighbors, he will be suspicious of Luo socks dust. Last night, the moon and the river stood up, I don't know who Xie admired and gave it to?

7. The sailor rides the red carp at night, and the red luan double crane Peng Yingshu. The light dust does not rain and the new glow, and the lonely light contains blue nothingness.

8, the Lu Luo crown is light to see the clouds, and the cold silk is swallowed by seven incense springs. In the middle of the night, the sky is turbulent and the mountains are chaotic, and the light is broken and the waves are full of the moon.