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Zhu Ge looks at the south of the Yangtze River through the red window, and the young man is acacia with long white hair.
Ambition to climb high, love and love Mu Si hidden in his heart.
The Cao family Mengde led the bronze sparrow, and the dawn fell next to the dream.
The phoenix dance and dragon fly are always accompanied, and the love can be wished happiness!
Improvisation, if this poem is ugly, I hope you will forgive me!
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The purple and light red flowers are beautiful, and the snow is flying in the sky like smoke.
Wu Youxuangou is as strong as iron, and his pants are angry at this time.
Purple snow and Xuanhao dance in the air, and the bright moon at the end of the world is bright and clean.
This love is not only about talking about the moon with nonsense, but also about the old age with the universe.
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The purple light red flowers flowed beautifully, and the leaves flew to the sky, and the sky saw the light and purple.
In ancient times, there was a mysterious hook as clean as snow, and the arrogance was soaring into the sky.
The purple star shines on the earth in the sky, and the love is like a solid love.
The sky is different and the moon is at this time, but it will change you and me for a long time.
A total of the universe has been in the early days of the old age.
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There are thousands of jujube stalls in the heart].
When will the sky be old, and when will the love be over?
In the depths of my heart, there are a thousand knots.
Thousands of knots can't be untied, and the garden is full of ups and downs.
When is this sorrow and hatred, who can know if I have love in my heart?
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I envy the mandarin ducks and don't envy the immortals, and I love the sea to swim in the hands of the king.
Thinking of flying over thousands of mountains, the meaning of poetry is difficult to express!
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I am at peace with heaven and earth.
Cherish the long strip and treat the youth.
Thinking about Fei Zi is a real fairy.
Poet genius and restaurant immortal.
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I listened to the teacher's piano again, and my brother passed on the book to the new color.
Sijun is like a pearl in the palm, and the poem listens to the Yue Ke chant.
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I put myself in the peach blossom room, and I fell in love with whoever stepped on the flowers. The poems are a roll of strange listening to the wind, and the makeup is made into a bright moon.
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I am often lovesick, I can't sleep at night, poetry is difficult to express, and I treat my wife with radiance.
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Sunny and good scenery.
It's very happy and no trouble.
Love flows forever.
The sun rises early.
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The sun is shining and boundless, and it is most orange, yellow, orange and green.
Love will increase at any time, and it will rise and hold you back.
Hong Jiayi at sea.
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The morning mist has cleared and the sun is faint.
The fragrance of birds and flowers is very light.
Little love this feeling, this scene.
When the sun rises.
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I love Zhuoxiao. I love you Zhuo Xiao, when I didn't have you, I was very lonely and shouted Liang Ladan, and your appearance often appeared in my brain.
I love you scum Zhuo Xiao, and I feel irritated in the days without you, because I love you so much.
I hope that one day I will marry you.
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Lu Nengbei, just like today's children are asked by their parents to learn piano and Latin dance, if they learn well, the parents praise them, and the children themselves are very encouraged and say that they like this thing. In ancient times, the "specialty" was to compose poetry.
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In ancient times, children who couldn't write poetry were like children who couldn't write essays today.
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It's a course in ancient times, I forgot what it's called, it's like we go to school exams now.
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The moonlight is hazy and intoxicating, unique at the end of the dusk;
Lovers rely on each other under the sun, only to dawn the sun and the moon sink together.