I know that when I die, everything on earth has nothing to do with me. But the only thing that hurts me is that I failed to see the reunification of the motherland.
Therefore, when the great Song Jun team recaptures the Central Plains, you will hold a home banquet ceremony. Don't forget to tell me the good news!
Guan Shanyue.
In the fifteenth year of Herong's reign, the general did not fight empty borders.
Zhu dances heavily, but the horse is fat and the bow is broken.
Garrison Diao Dou urged the moon to set and joined the army at the age of 30.
Who knows the heart of a strong man in a flute? The sand head is empty, and the bones are taken.
When the Central Plains heard about the war, some descendants turned against Hu Chuan.
The adherents are dying and looking forward to recovery, and they are crying tonight!
Shufen
When I was young, I didn't know how to hate the world, but I looked at the mountains in the north of the Central Plains.
On a snowy night, the boat crossed Guazhou, and the iron horse dispersed in the autumn wind.
Stuffed on the Great Wall, making empty promises, the sideburns in the mirror have long faded.
When you debut, you can say your real name, but you can't fight for a thousand years.
Operator Yongmei.
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what.
Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care.
Scattered into mud, rolled into dust, only fragrance remains.
Hairpin phoenix
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. Dong Feng Xie, who is in a bad mood, has been very depressed in recent years. No, no, no!
Spring is the same, people are empty, and tears are red and sad. Peach blossom falls, idle pool pavilion, although the mountain alliance is there, it is difficult to hold books. Momomo
Shenyuan nostalgia
First of all:
The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the old willow in Shenyuan does not fly;
This trip is a tribute to Shan Ye, but it is still a matter of suspense.
Second:
On the city, the sunset draws a corner, and there is no revival pool platform in Shen Yuan;
Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which is suspected to be a stunning photo.
Travel notes of Shen Yuanmeng
First of all:
The road near the south of the city has been afraid to walk, and the injury of Shenjiayuan is even heavier;
Fragrance wears plum blossoms on the guest sleeves, and Qingsi Bridge is born in spring.
Second:
The small stranger in the south of the city meets spring again, and only plum blossoms are not seen;
Jade bone has been under the spring for a long time, and the ink mark is still locked in the wall.
Shen Yuan's love poems
The flowers of Shenjiayuan are like brocade, and half of them were known that year;
I also believe that beauty will eventually become soil, and it is too late to dream.
Bu operator
Outside the bridge, the plum blossoms are lonely, no matter what. Twilight arrival, plum blossom is helpless, exhausted, and has to withstand the wind and rain.
Plum blossoms don't want to compete for blooming, and the envy and rejection of flowers don't care. Break into pieces
Go to the west building (meet Huan)
The river is black and red, and swallows fly. I suddenly went to the office that year and hated Yiyi.
It is against one's will to weep and sigh. Full of jade pot flower dew, send spring home.
Dashengle
Electricity turns to thunder and sighs, forty-two years. Try to think back to the past, everything is like a dream, mixed with sorrow and joy, as if it were a passing smoke. The sea of pain is boundless, and love is bottomless. Wandering around, looking at hundreds of leaking ships. Who knows, ask impermanence. In fire, iron makes the body strong.
Huadian will be there later. So I can get my body back to nature. Why bother to think about it? Want a family, be an official and die for fame. It is a shame to live long and poor, which is all arranged by heaven. From now on, be a flying fairy.
Taipingping
The bamboo building is deep and quiet. Red flies are all green and shady, and there are songbirds.
There's nothing wrong with going to Lanting. I'll learn the piano myself. The copper stove curled up in Hainan and washed the dust.
Yue Shanghai Tang
The abandoned garden in the sunset is closed. Hanging by hanging, touching tears. The faint plum blossoms are still crisp and cut into water. When I am sad, I seem to recall the past of Xuanhua.
Pedestrians don't have a sad meaning. Fold the incense, who will send it thousands of miles. Standing by the river, it is difficult to meet each other, and the faucet is riding. The sound of dust is far away, and Chutian Dangerous Building is lonely.
Yue Shanghai Tang
Lanfang embroidery households are sick and tired. Spring wakes up with a sigh and feels bored. Swallows return empty, spend a few days, jade communication. Sad place, an exhibition group.
Smoked cages quelled the cold smoke. Tears are deep and you can still see flowers. How can I forbid him to take a cold pillow when he is full of fragrance? West window dawn, a few silver bottles and jade wells.
Moonlight pear
The scenery in Jiang Chun is soft and smoky. There was no one in the hut, and the embroidered curtain was half open. Outside the flowers, the two sisters called each other to make an appointment.
Xiue forgot to set the stage and thought about it carefully, which added melancholy to her feelings. The chest is crisp and the arm is jade, and I plan to find Pisces to pass the book.
Moonlight pear
Boredom has been lingering, which is just like being sick. A few songs from Hirayama, accompanied by quiet days. Liang Yan urges you to change the smoking cage.
When the old and new sorrows will be exhausted, the hair will disappear and the rain will know the flowers. Where should I send the incense paper? Pearl Embroidery Pavilion, in Liu Yin.
lily magnolia
Shushan has been in the mountains for three years, and now it is still a cloth in the sea, and the journey is uncertain. I am like a Xiqiao crossing a cloud, worrying about winding the pond and closing the grass.
Spring wine is good every year. Try wearing a silver flag to get drunk. Today, all beings are one year old, and I am by no means the only one who wants to get old.
Magnolia slowness
Read the dream of Handan, sigh the blue silk temples, and the early frost invades. It is the flower moon burning Dan, Qingxi watching cranes, but still the initial heart. Over the years, in the turbulent world, the secret of knowing the truth is absolutely profound. Raise Nine Treasures and grow into a thousand trees.
The starry altar is a toddler at night. Dew is cold and transparent. For Cuifeng, Qingluan returned to the moon, and the palace was desolate. Let's play a letter and I'll be your bosom friend. However, it is arrogant, and the years on earth are fleeting.
Go to the west building (meet Huan)
The river is black and red, and swallows fly. I suddenly went to the office that year and hated Yiyi.
It is against one's will to weep and sigh. Full of jade pot flower dew, send spring home.
Dashengle
Electricity turns to thunder and sighs, forty-two years. Try to think back to the past, everything is like a dream, mixed with sorrow and joy, as if it were a passing smoke. The sea of pain is boundless, and love is bottomless. Wandering around, looking at hundreds of leaking ships. Who knows, ask impermanence. In fire, iron makes the body strong.
Huadian will be there later. So I can get my body back to nature. Why bother to think about it? Want a family, be an official and die for fame. It is a shame to live long and poor, which is all arranged by heaven. From now on, be a flying fairy.
Taipingping
The bamboo building is deep and quiet. Red flies are all green and shady, and there are songbirds.
There's nothing wrong with going to Lanting. I'll learn the piano myself. The copper stove curled up in Hainan and washed the dust.
Yue Shanghai Tang
The abandoned garden in the sunset is closed. Hanging by hanging, touching tears. The faint plum blossoms are still crisp and cut into water. When I am sad, I seem to recall the past of Xuanhua.
Pedestrians don't have a sad meaning. Fold the incense, who will send it thousands of miles. Standing by the river, it is difficult to meet each other, and the faucet is riding. The sound of dust is far away, and Chutian Dangerous Building is lonely.
Yue Shanghai Tang
Lanfang embroidery households are sick and tired. Spring wakes up with a sigh and feels bored. Swallows return empty, spend a few days, jade communication. Sad place, an exhibition group.
Smoked cages quelled the cold smoke. Tears are deep and you can still see flowers. How can I forbid him to take a cold pillow when he is full of fragrance? West window dawn, a few silver bottles and jade wells.
Moonlight pear
The scenery in Jiang Chun is soft and smoky. There was no one in the hut, and the embroidered curtain was half open. Outside the flowers, the two sisters called each other to make an appointment.
Xiue forgot to set the stage and thought about it carefully, which added melancholy to her feelings. The chest is crisp and the arm is jade, and I plan to find Pisces to pass the book.
Moonlight pear
Boredom has been lingering, which is just like being sick. A few songs from Hirayama, accompanied by quiet days. Liang Yan urges you to change the smoking cage.
When the old and new sorrows will be exhausted, the hair will disappear and the rain will know the flowers. Where should I send the incense paper? Pearl Embroidery Pavilion, in Liu Yin.
lily magnolia
Shushan has been in the mountains for three years, and now it is still a cloth in the sea, and the journey is uncertain. I am like a Xiqiao crossing a cloud, worrying about winding the pond and closing the grass.
Spring wine is good every year. Try wearing a silver flag to get drunk. Today, all beings are one year old, and I am by no means the only one who wants to get old.
Magnolia slowness
Read the dream of Handan, sigh the blue silk temples, and the early frost invades. It is the flower moon burning Dan, Qingxi watching cranes, but still the initial heart. Over the years, in the turbulent world, the secret of knowing the truth is absolutely profound. Raise Nine Treasures and grow into a thousand trees.
The starry altar is a toddler at night. Dew is cold and transparent. For Cuifeng, Qingluan returned to the moon, and the palace was desolate. Let's play a letter and I'll be your bosom friend. However, it is arrogant, and the years on earth are fleeting.
Prelude to water melody
Jiang Zuo's victory is the oldest Xuzhou. Even the mountains are picturesque, and the beauty lies in the dangerous buildings. The drums and horns are tragic, and the bonfire is extinguished in the air. Recalling the past and recalling Sun Liu. Thousands of miles away, thousands of stoves stay at home.
The grass has been exposed, the wind has fallen, and autumn has passed. Make the monarch macro-release, smile and wash away all troubles in ancient and modern times. Not seeing a trip to Xiangyang has wiped out countless tourists, and resentment is hard to accept. My uncle is chitose, and his name is Han Shuiliu.
spiritual song
Looking for spring in front of the bottle, it's a pity that my mood is completely reduced. A suit of ping mail, drunkenness is not about wine, beauty is far away. This year, malodorous, rainy, Yelang River. Leaning on the floor, playing the flute, looking at the mirror by the window, crying all over.
Flowers fall on the moon and the courtyard is bright. Silence, heartbreak. Hand in hand side by side, it worked at that time, drawing Liang Qiyan. Meet new people, net dust, dance shirt fans. I am ashamed and haggard, and I am careless about my own path, for fear that Yinger will see me.
spiritual song
Chasing the road on the Maha pool, the red and green are uneven in the Spring Festival Evening. Beautiful and charming, begonia drunk, peach blossom warm. Picking vegetables at the beginning is idle, smoke is near, and a city is full of silk pipes. Look at the golden saddle fighting for the road, the car flying over the cover, fighting for the first place, building a new pavilion.
Melancholy years change. Dark ecstasy, rain clouds. The mirror covers the moon, the hairpin beam eliminates the phoenix, and Qin Zheng leans on the geese. And heaven remains our neighbourhood and Shan Ye are lonely and dangerous. Just sigh that spring is coming, Huayang hates it, and the east wind is full.
Yu Hu Die
Tired guests travel all their lives, flogging Luo Jing and seeing Xiaoxiang off. What year is this? It's Gao Tang for Song Yu. Embroidered curtains open, incense dust rises at the beginning, lotus steps are steady, and silver candles are branches. The end of darkness. Swallows are ashamed and jealous, and butterflies are busy around bees.
Unforgettable fragrant bottle is diligent in persuasion, the cold is new, and the jade leakage is still long. How much affection, only worry about the invasion of the corridor. I asked with a smile when I wanted to go home, and I was very close. The Prime Minister was mad. Break someone's intestines. Give me a vacation and spare time to get on the horse.
Shengchazi
Give the mountain back to the Lord and say plow hand. The new knot of little Russian just occupies the estuary of Qingjiang River.
Dust does not melt clothes, and neighboring songs often hold wine. That's like when you are on an official tour, you can break all the willows in the pavilion.
Shengchazi
Liang Kongyan is a nest, and the quiet pigeons in the courtyard urge the rain. Spray perfume on court clothes, and guests will talk less.
There are thousands of strands of silk on the sideburns, so you can't vomit without force. Lonely dreams are full of xiaoxiang, and the moon is soft.
within walking distance
Hanging out, painting silver candles every night. Who has seen Wuyun Danzao, raising yellow buds for the first time?
The spring breeze gives birth to the purple emperor, and the East China Sea feasts in Yanggu. After entering the peach blossom, I gave Yuchen a thousand welcome.
within walking distance
The wild goose didn't return, and the treasure was broken. That's even more frozen, as if human feelings are thin.
This is a lonely city in dark rain. I am at the corner of Chushan Mountain. I'm tired of asking Bo for information, but I'm afraid it's still empty.
within walking distance
From Bigang, take a boat, and in the evening, stop at Sanhuazhou to prepare for the night. The color of the Baiping River on both sides of the river makes the boats seem to be stained with green.
When there is a place to see, it is home, and Lingqiu is full at four o'clock. After waiting all night, the next day was a smooth flow and random drifting, whether in the south or north of the Yangtze River.
within walking distance
One more cape, how many slanting days. Drive away the sandman 100 thousand and the pale wall of Ssangyong.
Young people don't laugh at the decline of old people, and it seems to taste the same. Insist on going deep into the frozen clouds and exploring the news of Messi.
within walking distance
The wind and frost exposed the cold, and the night banquet was held at Yuhua Palace. Kiss the purple emperor's incense table and watch the golden branch Chiba.
Fairy dew green pot has begun to take shape, and its fragrance is the second best. After getting drunk, I rode Feng Dan and watched the spring scenery in Penglai.
within walking distance
Swing sleeves to Xifeng, no feet. Under the crutches, facing the whale sea, the smoke sails are vivid.
It is dusk to watch the clouds dance. Thank you for your kindness to stay.
within walking distance
Find a predestined relationship, and pay the jade pot elixir. Who knew that the solitary crane in Liaotian came from the depths of urban dust?
In the middle of the month, I played the flute to Baling, and the flowers went to the previous appointment. What is the limit of retro? Sighing mountains and rivers is like yesterday.
within walking distance
Ping Dan went out of Qin Guan to drive two deer out of the snow. I want to ask you to have a safe trip and enjoy the bamboo planting in Iraq.
The spring grass was green several times, and the Han Palace was robbed of ashes. Look at the change, the situation is shared with honor and disgrace.
within walking distance
On the lotus peak in autumn, Gao Nie leans against the sky and blue wall. Who is Fang Weng's companion? There is the Temple of Heaven.
Bright, red dragonfly, dark thunderstorm. Laughter makes them rich, and laughter makes them Zen.
within walking distance
I have been thinking hard about going home, and I am as anxious as a cocoon. In the dream, the lake is misty and rainy, and the mountains are not heavy.
Before respect, I lost the madness of my youth, and I accidentally sent away the spring talk. Flowers swallow home, sighing for years.
within walking distance
China watches have a history of 1000 years. Who remembers driving a lonely crane? Looking back, mountains and rivers are cities.
The world is full of chariots and horses, and the dust is everywhere. And go to Gexiandan Well to see the flowers bloom and fall.
within walking distance
Swing your sleeves and fly over the cliff. There are white clouds in the ancient elixir furnace.
My heart is like a pool of calm water, sitting for thousands of breaths. In the middle of the night, I was surprised to see whale waves and the sun.
within walking distance
Happy return to the East at the end of the year, sweeping away the history of the city. Pick out the chaotic mountain ring and grab a pond.
Sell fish and get drunk, but pay for the flute. Home is thousands of clouds away, but Sha Ou knows each other.
well
Alone in Boshan, the peak is small and the green fog flies around. I'm afraid I'll learn the clouds and do spring dawn on the balcony. Xiao Chun, Xiao Chun, full of green in the courtyard.
An gongzi
At the beginning of the storm. In the sound of rules, spring scenery fades. The most ruthless and scattered, rose. What's more, this year's window is haggard. People are strange, and poetry wine is silent. Scroll to the medicine stove, forget the window willow pavilion.
Everything is calm. Gunpowder traces are still in Shannon. Hate the moon and worry about flowers, and fight for faith. Let's stop now. Empty memory of your predecessor, and then come to Zhangtaima. If you come by yourself, you will be afraid. Every time you meet a song, you meet a glass of wine, but you say the old saying of Kyoto.
Xinghuatian
The old horse is too old to be happy Just singing and dancing. You have the golden cup. Don't sue. Look at spring and dusk.
Who tied the money and wicker? Don't go again, the city eggplant urged to go. The residual red moment is nowhere to be found. All belong to the hives of Yanhu.
Qinyuanchun
Pink broken plum tips, green leaves moving, deep spring. Gradually, the beaded curtain rolled low, the branches moved slightly, the carp jumped on the ice, and the birds were warm in the forest. Lizi helps the poor, bamboo sticks are sad, and a statue of turbid wine tears. Touching for a long time, sighing mountains and rivers and Ran Ran, time flies.
I didn't expect it at the time. Nothing can be done without frost. Look at the old friend, the sand embankment is yellow, the fish hangs jade, and the mink reflects cicada gold. Although many countries are strong, there is no way out, and Wan Li is desolate. In the east wind, there are willows in Baqiao, and I will return to my heart.
Qinyuanchun
Farewell to Qin Lou, the Spring Festival has arrived in a blink of an eye, and the lights are on. Memories are smiling, the grip is delicate and soft, the jade is fragrant and the flowers are fragrant, and the snow is warm and crisp. I miss the distant heart, I feel sick in spring, and I blame my life. Do you know that the fragrance fades away and the tears dye the soul?
It is difficult to tie a long rope. Tired guests drift away, leaving few old friends. However, in the suburbs of the river, geese rise, the fishing village complains, the cold is burning, and the lonely inkstone gives birth to ice. Water surrounds the mountains, and smoke is pale and clouds are miserable. Even if there is a high platform, I often dare not climb. Where the soul disappears, the fish can't find it, and the dream is unfounded.
Qinyuanchun
The lonely crane will fly back and spend another day in Liao, so the old friend will change. After all, the dead graves, the vast dreams and the ants of the princes have all become dust. How did you neglect spring on that day when you took wine to the garden and asked for flowers and willows? Times have changed, sighing that the belt stays and the temples are frosted.
Make friends. Spread out like a cloud. Unexpectedly, I am in this body now. Fortunately, the eyes are bright and healthy, and the tea is fragrant and the rice is soft. Not only am I old, but also people are poor. Avoid danger, destroy ambition, idle in the short boat lake. What do I hate? A fisherman was drunk, and a friend in the stream was his neighbor.
Bean leaf yellow
The waist is on the spring breeze floor. Try witch hazel before you spend it. I can't help myself. Little makeup is late and beautiful.
Bean leaf yellow
Spring is often rainy and windy, and the sunny spring sky is empty. Who cares about sediment? Hating poverty is like life is not satisfactory.
Chibi ci
Forbidden, Yijun came and married Xiangchu. Thailand and Thailand in Xifu took a unique step and made a candle in the Golden Lotus Palace. Embroidery, fairy treasure belt, look at the speed of flying. Life is impermanent, and a statue belongs to this place.
Looking back at Mozi Qingmen, West Lake Leisure Park, selling thousands of bamboo shoots. The raven should be fine, and the dream is unbearable. Years are amazing, fame looks in the mirror, and short temples are not much green. Have fun and get drunk with you.
Night tour palace
After the banquet, the bead curtain is half rolled. Outside the eaves, people are fragrant with wax. The green fog is raining and the sound is broken. Leaning on the fragrant shoulders, looking at the atrium, the shadows are messy.
Wan is the Gaotang Pavilion. Treasure and musk smoke are beginning to heat up. The moon is full every night. Embrace tenderness, hate this year, the cold is still shallow.