Relevant information on Li Qingzhaoci in the second year of high school

Drunken flowers, mist and thick clouds are sad for eternity, and Rui brain sells golden beasts. The festive season is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrating. After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao is not ecstatic, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. Slow voice.

Looking for and seeking, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late?

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark?

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

The voice is slow and searching, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late?

The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can you be born alone in the dark?

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

Drunken flowers, mist and thick clouds are sad for eternity, and Rui brain sells golden beasts. The festive season is chongyang, the jade pillow yarn kitchen, the middle of the night is cool and the beginning is penetrating. After dusk, there is a dark fragrance on the sleeves. Mo Dao does not kill the soul, the curtain is swept by the west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. [

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The voice is slow and searching, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late? The geese are also sad, but they are old acquaintances.

Yellowfare flowers are piled up all over the ground. Haggard and damaged, who can pick it up now? Guarding the window, how can you be born dark alone? Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!

A cut of plum red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone. Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

The flowers float and the water flows freely. One lovesickness, two sorrows. There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I was in my heart.

The spring breeze in Wuling is exhausted, and the flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first.

It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid of the Shuangxi boat, which cannot be carried and has many worries.

The lips are lonely and deep, and the soft intestines are sorrowful. Cherish the spring and spring, and what time is it to urge flowers and rain.

Leaning all over the bar, it's just emotionless! Where are the people? Even the sky is declining, and the way back is cut off.

Like a dream, I often remember the twilight of the Creek Pavilion, and I don't know the way back. Returning to the boat at night, he strayed into the depths of the lotus flower. Fighting, fighting, startling one.

Beach gulls and herons.

Wu Lingchun" is good for the first time, I recommend it to you, especially the words "things and people are not resting, and the tears flow first when you want to dig words" and "I am only afraid of Shuangxi Boat, I am hungry and do not move, and I am very sad" These two sentences read very branchy and have a charm.

A cut of plum red lotus fragrance remnants of jade in autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go on the Lanzhou alone.

Who in the clouds sent the brocade book? When the word goose returns, the moon is full in the west building.

Flowers float and water flow freely, a kind of lovesickness, two sorrows.

There is no way to eliminate this situation, so I frowned, but I thought about it.

The spring breeze in Wuling is exhausted, and the flowers are exhausted, and I am tired of combing my hair day and night. Things are people, and everything is restless, and tears flow first.

It is said that Sungai spring is still good, and it is also planned to go on a light boat. I am only afraid of the Shuangxi boat, which cannot be carried and has many worries.

Like a Dream Order" last night the rain was sparse and the wind was sudden. Heavy sleep does not kill alcohol.

I tried the curtain people, but the begonias were still the same. Do you know, do you know? It should be green, fat, red and thin!

The voice is slow and searching, cold and lonely, miserable and miserable. When it's warm and cold, it's the hardest to breathe. Three glasses and two light wines, how can he be in a hurry late?

The geese have passed, and the eggplant is sad, but it is an old acquaintance. The yellow flowers are piled up all over the ground, haggard and damaged, who can pick them now? Guarding the window, how can Qing Sleepy be born alone in the dark?

Sycamore is more and drizzle, to dusk, bit by bit. This time, what a sad word!