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Docking Guazhou Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains.

The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.

Shangshan went early in the morning to march to the priesthood, and the guest traveled to his hometown.

The sound of chickens is in the month of Maodian, and the track is frosty on the bridge.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, citrus aurantium flower Ming post wall.

Because of the dream of Du Ling, the wild goose is full of returning to the pond.

Crossing the Han River, the foreign voice book is broken, through winter, summer and spring.

The hometown is even more timid, and he doesn't dare to ask anyone.

Thinking about the bright moonlight in front of the bed in the quiet night, it is suspected to be frost on the ground.

Raise your head to look at the bright moon and bow your head to think of your hometown.

September 9 recalls the Shandong brothers.

Alone in a foreign land as a stranger, every festival is full of relatives.

Knowing that the brothers ascended to the heights, they planted one less person in the dogwood.

Handan to the night homesickness.

In Handan, it is the winter solstice, and the shadow of the knee-hugging lamp is accompanied.

If you want to sit at home late at night, you should also talk about travelers.

Miscellaneous poems come from his hometown and should know about his hometown.

When I came, in front of the window, the cold plum blossomed?

Chang'an nine days of the heart of the south clouds passed away, and the shape followed the northern geese.

The chrysanthemum under the fence of the old garden, how many flowers bloom today?

When entering Beijing, the hometown looks east of the long road, and the tears of the double-sleeved dragon bell are not dry.

Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king.

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Tang Li Shangyin Jinse unprovoked fifty strings, one string and one pillar Si Hua Nian. Zhuang Shengxiao dreams of butterflies, and hopes that the emperor will trust the cuckoo in spring. There are tears in the pearl of the sea and the moon, and the blue field is warm and the jade is smoking. Can this be recalled?

It's just that it was already clear at the time. 1."Queqiao Immortal" (Song) Qin Guan.

The clouds are clever, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is dark.

As soon as the golden wind and jade dew meet, they will win countless in the world. Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, endure the return of the Magpie Bridge! If the love between the two is long, how can it be in the morning and twilight!

2."Queqiao Immortal, Dream Magpie Bridge" (modern times) Accompany the monarch to return.

"It's Always You".

You don't know, from beginning to end, my friends column is only you.

Even though my avatar doesn't flash to you, you've always been with me.

It's you between the lines, it's you horizontally, and it's you vertically.

Every time I look forward to it, it's just to look at you silently.

In the small space, I keep every journal published and every update in my heart.

Whether you know it or not, I'm here to watch for you.

Your happiness is my most beautiful memory.

Yan Mulan [Original].

Lotus leaf Xi Murong.

There are six cylinders of lotus in the backyard, which bloom vigorously throughout the summer, and as long as I have time, I will always go to the yard to stand for a stop, and if I don't have time to sketch, it is also good to smell the aroma of flowers and leaves. Although it is planted in a tank, the lotus leaves still grow well because they are close to the land. Some of the leaves were fat and big, and they were much taller than me.

I have found that among these lotus leaves, the leaves that are willing to open only when they come out of the water to a certain height can absorb more sunlight, and they are good leaves. Those leaves that open at a very young age are really distressing. The color used to be bright green, but it finally turned pale yellow due to the fate of the low corners without sunlight.

The thin and weak roots and leaves are like duckweed, and they are even less verdant than the other tall, strong, thick, and fat leaves. I suddenly felt that in the realm of life, I am afraid there will be such a difference. Too early to show off, too eager to pursue, although can give us a kind of intoxicating illusion in front of our eyes, but intoxication without roots can only be a short-term illusion after all.

How do you know? What is the moment when I should stretch the arms of my life as much as possible? How can we feel the call of the sun at the very high place?

The sun is shining so high!