Write every part of the Book of Songs!

Earth. Seeking to return, when is he frustrated? If you don't follow it, you don't use it. I see the plot as the same, and also the hole of the Qiong.

The sorrow of the water, and the mourning of Kong. If you seek it, it will be against it. If you can't make a plan, you will have to rely on. I regard it as a conspiracy, and I am a fool.

I'm tired of turtles, and I don't tell you. Condo, is not used. Speaking in court, who dares to take the blame? If you are a bandit, you can't use it.

Sadly, the bandit ancestors are Cheng, and the bandit is the scripture. Wei Yi Yan is listening, Wei Wei Yan is fighting. If he builds a room in Taoism, it is useless to succeed.

Although the kingdom is not stopped, it is holy or not. Although the people are vigorous, they are either philosophical or strategic, or solemn or Ai. If the spring flows, there is no defeat.

Don't dare to storm the tiger, don't dare to Feng He. People know one thing, but they don't know the other. Trembling, like facing the abyss, like walking on thin ice.

Hope to give a mailbox.

You send yours to my mailbox, copy the question**, I will reply to you when I see it.

After I send it to you, I hope you can give it to me.

Cai Wei [pre-Qin] Book of Poetry.

Picking the weed, picking the weed, and the weeds also stopped.

It is said that it will return, and the years will not end.

The house is beautiful, and the reason for the rampant.

Not to mention the start of the house, the reason for the rampant.

Picking the weed, picking the weed, the weeds are also soft.

When he returns, his heart is also worried.

Worried, hungry and thirsty.

I am undecided, and I will be hired.

Picking the weed, picking the weed, the weeds just stopped.

It is said that the return is said to be returned, and the years are also yang.

The king's affairs are in a hurry, and he will not be left behind.

I'm worried and guilty, I can't do it.

Bilviho, the flower of peace.

Belusho, the gentleman's chariot.

Rong car driving, four peony industry.

How dare you settle down, three victories in January.

Drive the other four peons, four peons.

The gentleman is relied on, and the villain is retained.

Four peony wings, like a fish suit.

Wouldn't it be a day to abstain, and a lynx hole thorn?

In the past, I went back, and the willows followed.

Now I think about it, the rain and snow are falling.

The way is slow, hungry and thirsty.

My heart is sad, and I don't know how to mourn.

"The Book of Songs, Wei Feng, Hooligans":

Hooligans, hugging cloth trade silk. Bandits come to trade silk, and I seek to come. Send the son to wade Qi, as for Dunqiu. I am scared, and there is no good matchmaker. There will be no anger, and the autumn will be for a period.

Take the other side of the wall, in the hope of recovering the customs. I didn't see the resumption, and I was crying and rippling. Seeing the resumption of customs, laughing and talking. Erbr Zhen, no blame. Bring the chariot with me, and bribe me to move.

The mulberry has not fallen, and its Ye Woruo. Yu Yu dove! No edible mulberries. Yu Wow Girl! There is no such thing as a delay. The skewness of the scholar can still be said. The woman's timidity cannot be said.

The fall of the mulberry is yellow. Self-inferior, three-year-old food poverty. Qi water soup soup, gradually car drapery. The woman is not happy, and the gentleman is not happy. Scholars are also reckless, two or three of their virtues.

At the age of three, she was a woman and worked hard in the house. Sleep at night, and have a bright future. As for the violence. The brother didn't know, and he laughed. Quietly think about it, bow down and mourn yourself.

And you grow old, and you always make me resentful. Qi has a shore, and Xi has a pan. The banquet of the general horn, smiling and smiling, swearing, not thinking about the opposite. But if you don't think about it, it's already gone!

"Roots" is a song sung by women when picking plantains, only six words have been changed, picking and picking the swaddles, and then chanting repeatedly, describing a scene of women picking plantain plants that is both lively and joyful.

They have talked and laughed, you fight for me, first see the plantain, call friends to pick a piece of picking, and then take it down, and finally even the clothes have to be picked up to use the plantain, the plantain is more and more, there are laughter and laughter everywhere, full of enthusiasm, and finally return with a full load. The poems express the feelings of the women who love to work.