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Su Shi minus the word magnolia spring moon spring court moon noon, swaying fragrant mash light to dance. Step around the corridor, half-fallen plum blossoms are fragrant. Light clouds and mist are always a place for teenagers to have fun.

It's not like autumn light, only with the departed person. Huanxi sand hemp leaves layer by layer of leaf light, who cooks cocoons and a village fragrance. Fence Jiao Yu Luo Si Niang.

The weeping white cane quinoa raises its drunken eyes, and the green pounding wheat is less soft and hungry. Ask when the bean leaves are yellow. Ruan Langgui In early summer, the green locust is high and the willow swallows the new cicada, and the wind is beginning to enter the string.

The smoke is washed under the blue screen window, and the sound of chess is shocking and sleepy. After a light rain, the small lotus turns, and the pomegranate blossoms are ready to bloom. The jade basin is slender and clears the spring, and the beads are broken but round.

Eternal Joy Pengcheng stayed overnight in the Swallow Tower, dreaming and panning, because of this word. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the clear scenery is infinite. Qugang jumping fish, round lotus dew, lonely and no one sees.

Shen Shen removed three points of water) like three drums, sonorous leaves, gloomy dream clouds were broken. The night is vast, and there is nowhere to find it, so I feel that I have come to the small garden to travel all over. The end of the world is tired, the way back from the mountains, and the heart of the hometown is broken.

The swallow building is empty, where is the beauty? Empty lock building in the swallow. Ancient and modern are like dreams, how can they dream, but there are old joys and new grievances.

At different times, the night view of the Yellow Mansion sighed for Yu Hao. Xin Qiji, Huanxi Sha, Uncle Gao, Zi is like a Sushan Temple play, the flowers are evenly powdered today, what is the reason for the willows? The east wind blows the rain finer than the dust.

Laughing at himself is like a good mountain, only now he is more pregnant with a tree. Sorrow and hatred are new. Xijiang Moon walks in the Yellow Sand Road at night, the bright moon is not a branch, and the breeze chirps cicadas in the middle of the night.

The fragrance of rice flowers says that there is a good year, and the sound of frogs is heard. Seven or eight stars in the sky, two or three points of rain in front of the mountain. In the old days, on the edge of the forest of the Maodian Society, the road turned to the river bridge and suddenly saw it.

Xijiang Yue is drunk and greedy for laughter, and she wants to worry about that kung fu. Recently, I have begun to realize that the ancients have written books, and the belief is useless. Last night, Matsube was drunk and asked Matsube how I was drunk?

I only suspect that the looseness will come to help, and push the loose with my hands! Qingyu case Yuan Xi The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and it blows down and the stars are like rain. BMW carved cars are full of fragrance.

The sound of the phoenix flute moves, the light of the jade pot turns, and the fish and dragon dance all night. The moth snow willow **wisps, the laughter is full of dark fragrance. The crowd is looking for him.

Suddenly looking back, the man was there, and the lights were dim. Qinyuan Spring Lingshan Qi Fu Fu, when the Yanhu Lake is not built, the mountains are galloping westward, thousands of horses are whirling, and the mountains want to the east. is rushing down, jumping beads are splashing, the small bridge is cross-cut, and the bow of the moon is missing.

The old man is idle, the heavenly religion is eventful, and the principal is 100,000 pines. I am small, outside the shadow of the dragon and snake, in the sound of wind and rain. There is a lot of scrambling to meet first.

Look at the refreshing air towards the three peaks. Like a child of the Xie family, well-dressed, like a courtier, riding gracefully. I feel that in the meantime, the majestic and elegant are healthy, such as the article is too Shigong.

Xindi Road, ask Yanhu what day it is, misty and rainy. Spring in the Han Palace, Spring has returned, look at the beauties' heads, curling spring flags. Unprovoked wind and rain, unwilling to collect the remaining cold.

When the swallow is young, I expect to dream of the West Garden tonight. Hun did not do it, yellow orange recommended wine, and even passed on the green leek pile. But laughing at the east wind from then on, he will be scented with plums and dyed willows, and there is no leisure.

When I was free, I came to the mirror again and changed my face. Qing sorrow continues, asking who will solve the chain? For fear of seeing the flowers blooming and falling, the geese will return first.