Daoguang Guimao jumped into autumn and Qiu Fu returned. I missed it three times and fell asleep. Wan tied a ponytail and wore red clothes. In the shadow of snuff, she smiled and talked about interesting things in the coming year. Gradually, when it comes to poetry, I can't go down. Because I recall a rumor in a poem in early winter that "snow presses the eaves and the wind deceives half the arm", I suspected that it was Joe's fake support from the beginning, and I believed it at first. At that time, the insects in Gui's tent were flying around, and I was too tired to sleep. The incense in the basin is flowing on the pillow. Qiu Fu invited a pair of couplets to show my talent. I also wanted to try Qiu Fu's poems, so I readily agreed. The rest of the poem reads: "The green quilt is like a mandarin duck at night", and Qiu Fu goes on to say: "Red clouds weave buildings. Flowers greet the veil and the moon, "I continued." I touch the pillow and feel autumn. " I want to continue, but the moon on the eaves is warm and oblique, the neighboring clock walks slowly, and the little cockroach outside keeps clamoring for makeup. Yu Naige began to write.

After a few days, I didn't enter the nest garden, and there was a moss color between the yin corridors. Because of feeling, I was given two unique clouds: "I felt a red dream, but my memory is not true." Yesterday, the hurricane was very strong. Do you remember being cold? ""If you don't brush the mirror sill, the room won't open for a long time. I want to remember each other, there is moss under the door. "When Qiu Fu mothering 35 days. The green silk of the season is not shallow, and I remember that there are people in the middle of the night. Still wandering in the wind?

More than half of Qiu Fu's pianos are gifts. Since autumn, I have dropped out of school because of illness. Since the beginning, the fingering has gradually become sparse, and learning is strong, so it is played with the sunset red half floor. If the tune is adjusted for a long time, it will not be high, and then it will be five emblems. Qiu Fusuo put on a new string, and suddenly vanished, and the window paper was dark. Go downstairs and have a look. I know that the teenager will not retreat and the fire will spread. The whole story of child servant jumping. It is known that the string suddenly breaks, and its prediction is not far away. Situation 5, the number of fires is also. It should be symbolic and absolute. Do I care about the language of piano?

Qiu Fu mashed Rongkui leaf juice in a golden basin, mixed it with mica powder and dyed it with paper. Its color is green. Although it is sincere, it cannot be surpassed. I recorded "Hundred Chants of the West Lake" for Yu, but it was treasured by Guo. Ji Hu wrote for the rest of Lin Qiu's Scenery Map: "Poems are written without moss, and maids laugh at Solana's fine notes", which means this. Qiu Fu went to the door of Wei Zibo and Wu Mianshan's house without studying, and began to study Jin's works. Unfortunately, my eyesight is poor after my illness, so I can't write all the time. However, the intercropping figures are still beautiful and charming.

The summer night was bitter and hot, and Qiu Fu dated You Lian. Just go out, thunder, wind. Servant, please get back in the car. I will have an interesting trip. It will reach Nanping forever, while the dark clouds hang low and the mountains and rivers merge. When I saw the white light as a practice, I stood out from the peak. It rained like a note after a day, but stopped under a big pine tree. The rain is even better, and I feel that bamboo is coquettish and jade is dripping. The two mountains are like beautiful women with residual makeup, frowning, fragrant and delicious. I watched Qiu Fu walk, but I didn't know the clothes were wet. On the same day, Chakai gave a lecture on the mat of Li 'an Temple, leaving the rice in Puyi and watching it with Bai Lianhua's picture frame. In Qiu Fu's poems, there is a saying, "If there is no empty fragrance, why can there be no words in Zen?" . Tea and talk together, from Yangmeiwu to the fifteenth hole, where the rocks are lined up in rows and arches, which look very similar. Qiu Fu played the piano on the pot, drummed and practiced "wild geese falling on flat sand", and returned to the clouds, and streams and flowing water answered each other. At this time, the two of them are still alive. Suddenly, the summer heat gradually closed and smoke was everywhere. Back in the car, it was already on the willow tip in Su Causeway. On that day, the window was wet before the bed leaked out of the house. The boy locked the door with a heavy lock to prevent him from seeing it. As soon as I came back, I was already in the mosquito closet, half of which was given to Zeguo, and I asked the maid to iron it with a cage. After five drums, I began to sleep.

Qiu Fu likes painting peonies, but she is quite proud of her work. In vain, the heir got rid of his old friend Yang Zhu, who was alive, and went into Nantian's room. Contemporary people, such as Wen Tao, Fei Ziping, Yan Wenqiao and Jiao Zhongmei, who lived in Yu Caotang and passed by in the morning and evening, enjoyed the flowers tirelessly. The money went to Yang, who died and went back to his hometown. Qiu Fu was also troubled by salt and rice, and abandoned pen and ink. But a fan of Wan Yu is still a pen painted by everyone, and his spirit and attitude remain undiminished. If you look at it in your spare time, you will feel that all your guests and friends are scattered.

Peach blossoms were destroyed by wind and rain and scattered on the pond. Qiu Fu picked up the petals and wrote down the word "Golden Gate": "Spring is over half, and the flower life is like spring. The night is falling red and blowing, and the spring breeze is crazy. " The word "spring" did not appear, but the east wind suddenly came and scattered all over the floor, and Qiu Fu was very disappointed. Yu Yue said, "This is really' the wind is crazy in spring'!" Laugh it off.

I used to have a green parrot with the word "Cui Niang", which can respond. The poems recited were taught by 12 Hughes. Hughes is married, and Cui Niang often kills time while drinking and pecking rice, and she is getting haggard. One day, I got up to take a shower and heard whispering outside the curtain, like Xiujuan kissing. When I started watching it, so did Cui Niang. Yang Zhi has been gone for several months, and Cui Niang knows it. Does she remember teaching poets?

Qiu Fu said to Yu Yun every time: "A hundred years of life is half a dream, half a worry and illness, and half an old time. There are only eleven or twelve ears left. With the quality of my generation of willows, it may not be a hundred years! " Yulan Cheng Yun: It takes four or five days to have fun in January. I want to explain. "It's true.

I have never walked a hundred miles in my life. In the campaign of Hubei, Henan and Anhui, Fang caught a cold and wanted to move on. And the luggage is ready, and the yellow head urges me. Crossing the Qianjiang River in the evening, the hurricane blew badly and the mountain was across the other side. They are all frowning in a low voice with a gloomy face. Because they recalled Zi 'an's Preface to Wang Tengting and said, "The sky is vast and the universe is boundless, which is sad." I feel that this body is vast and I don't know where to put it. The Ming River is in the sky, the residual lights are shining, and it is already five o'clock when I wake up. I wanted to add clothes, but my tent was hung and no one answered. I opened my eyes and realized that I was still lying in the boat.

The moon was just right, and Qiu Fu ordered the young people to play the piano and put the boat between the two lakes and the lotus. When I came back from Xixi, I walked to the gate and Qiu Fu went out first. Because I bought melon skin, I met it under the second bridge in Su Causeway. Qiu Fu's drum and piano score "Han Gong Qiu Yuan", I lapel to listen to. When the four mountains are foggy, the stars and the moon are in the water and there is a noise. I wonder if the wind will ring. At the end of the piano, the ship's lips have moved close to the bank of Yiyuan. Knock on the door of Baiyun Temple. Anne knew each other for a long time, found a seat, picked new lotus flowers from the pond and made a soup. The smell is clear and refreshing, and you can see enough intestines. It's not just the difference between incense and incense. Back on the boat, landing at Duanjiaqiao, Zhu Shi sat on the ground for a long time. It's impressive to smell the noise of the city. The stone pillar on the bridge, where this poem was written last year, has been eroded by clothes recently, and there is no copied handwriting. If we want to emphasize books, we will suffer from the lack of Chinese books. At that time, the stars were getting thinner, the lake was white, the sound of the city head was getting louder, and the four roads were already heavy, so they stabbed the boat with the piano.

Julian Village paid a visit to Wulin with an altar of Huishan Spring. Shi Moshikai gave a speech at the banquet on Sunday and brought first-class tea. Cooking and drinking in bamboo stove is like dripping water from Tathagata, moistening 84,000 pores. At first, I didn't want to wait for Lu Tong's seven bowls. Liancun lived in the thatched cottage for more than ten days, cutting candles, paper-cutting and glue pigments. Cherish words and joy, hunger will drive them away. The tree is opposite to the cloud and has been here for three years. I often think of his comments on the poems of various schools of thought in Wumen, and extremely call Jue Mingshi the first person to hear and see. Before the master shaved the Buddha, he felt that he had been grinding bricks for ten years and got his right eye. Yu Ben, who lives in Mei 300, sits down, meditates and occasionally recites the scriptures when the fragrant snow is everywhere. There is a cloud in Huaihuai Poetry: "Since I saw Leng Yan, I have never read the book of human bran." Yesterday, the old man in Jianzhai talked about Hua Yan Jing: "The meaning is like a bucket of water, upside down." I don't know Hua Yan very well, but I haven't seen Hua Yan's language. With vision, just wait for the difference between getting on and off the bed! Unfortunately, I haven't read the whole poem. Wenlian Village is close to piling. I want to write a book and ask in my spare time.

At night, when I heard the sound of wind and rain, my pillow was cold. Qiu Fufang took off her evening makeup and I sat next to the case. Before the Hundred Flowers Map was made, I heard yellow leaves counting and falling under the window. Qiu Fu Gu Jingying said, "Yesterday was better than today, and this year is older than last year." Yu Ranyun said, "If you were born less than a hundred years ago, Anke can wipe tears for others!" Don't throw a pen. Late at night, Qiu Fu thought of drinking. The tiles were warm and there was no fire. I tried to order a small cup, but I was caught in the door and asked for a long time. The rest, put the lamp in the tea stove and drink lotus seed soup. Qiu Fu has been suffering from lung disease for ten years. She coughed in late autumn and fell asleep with a high pillow. I'm physically strong this year and have a bun. I often sleep until midnight and almost fall asleep. However, a few days into autumn, what will happen in August and September is still unknown.

I painted plum blossom clothes in autumn, covered with fragrant snow and looking like a green calyx fairy, floating in the world. Every Spring Festival Evening, my sleeves are leaning against the railing and I am in love with flowers. I still remember vividly whether the east wind will go or not. Sweeping the floor and burning incense is a Buddhist metaphor, which means that you can become a Buddha in this way, and it is also worthy of the temple and full of bliss. Qiu Fu's sex is clean and there is dust on the ground, so she must marry a dustpan. Wang Qiyun said, "Sweeping the floor every day makes it dirtier. If you want to keep the ground clean, leave the broom handle. " Qiu Fu can't understand. Qiu Fu's eyesight is only ten times as good as mine. It is because of her persistence that she is outstanding.

I have lived on the lake for ten years, and adults give dozens of gold every month, more than salt rice. I am extravagant. Every time I am short of money, Xia Qiu and the transmitter are redeemed. My life is often empty all year round. Zeng Fu wrote a poem to show the cloud: "I pity Zhang Lu when I am cold, so I have no reason to be grateful. I am ashamed to be interested in finding Qing. " So is the documentary.

In winter, Yi's Daling class is the northernmost, and more than 20 people came to the meeting. After drinking, Li drummed, Wu wrote a book, Wu Yishan, Yang and Qian painted four walls, and the rest recited poems and enjoyed tea. However, Shi, Tian and Jia Binmei have more than ten people, gambling on overlord boxing and drinking loudly, with dozens of cups. It's night, the moon is fine, and the rest will be saved for a long night. Since the sheep lamp is on, it is more appropriate to wash the lamp, but it is not enough to patrol and shout wine. Qiu Fu replied in surprise, "All the bottles are used up. There is only ten dollars left at the bedside, and the rest is taken off to buy wine. Restaurants don't distinguish between true and false. Now I have to pay the quality warehouse and go to a distant city, so I haven't reached my ears yet. " I was quite disappointed when I recited Yuan Jiu's poem "I coaxed your gold hairpin to buy wine". Collected dozens of poems and eight or nine jars of wine. In the past few years, the pleasure of writing and drinking has flourished in Sri Lanka. Since then, I have traveled all over the world, and the clouds have gathered and dispersed. I am also entangled in dust, so I can't swim for mountains and rivers repeatedly.

Qiu Fu did not write a word, recalling the first poem "Bodhisattva Man", which said: "Iron is the intestines, and iron intestines are also hurt today." The thinking is sharp and novel, and there is no stagnation. Later, when I was traveling in the mountains, Qiu Fu's Song of the Cave Fairy gave it to me. The breath is deep and smooth, without a flaw. I was surprised at the speed at which it entered. After I came back, I searched my latest work, which was actually impressive, but I know that the difference in three days is not what I used to be. In the past, Hua Yao's immortal history was the Xiawo Tuan, and Qiu Fu was Tan Yang's back, so it seems credible to judge her talent. After twenty years' long fasting, Shurangama recited thousands of volumes by Fa Hua. He was born wise, with a finger and a half, and he could still understand it, but the situation was between words! In the past, some people said that "it is too late to study again in this life", and I believed it.

Qin Ting went to Shanxi 20 miles, named Xixi, and Yu Jiahuai was in eyebrow zhuang. There are many reeds on the ground west of the stream. When the autumn wind blows, the beach is covered with fine snowflakes and water waves, which are the same color. In the depths of Luhua, there are several pure blue rafters presented to Gotama, which is called "Yunzhangge". Pavilion belongs to the village, and Fuxi belongs to the stream. Unless it is Hang Wei, it can't be reached. When there are Buddhist monks, they live in Huawu Village. According to legend, they are disciplined and know the future. The following autumn, I went to Qiu Fu and knocked on the side wall. For example, I am deaf, my nostrils are upturned, and my heart is gone. When the snow fell in Jessica Fong Ching, I woke up from a rude awakening and blushed with jade teeth. Qiu Fu made an appointment to travel to Yongxing Temple, so she went to the second Tang Xue to see Mrs. Wang's Peifang calligraphy. Still sitting by the stream, looking for grilled back fish and snails, all of which are the best. Tomorrow, we will swim to Jiaolu, a temple in the autumn snow. Monks will drink pine tea and ask for the title "Jiaolu Jiyatu Volume". Back on the boat, the sun sets in the mountains, and the meal is urged at night. Frost and wind are suddenly cold, and the stream is rippling. When Qiu Fu was wearing a thin cotton cloth, she had a very cold color. I stretched out my arm and hugged her. Going to the village in the middle of the night, barking at the door and going back to the river to light a fire will not reduce the time when Lumen comes back late. Qiu wrote a travel poem, so he wrote it in light. He didn't feel it.

Qiu Fu has a bedroom. She stops playing the piano on the moon and hangs it there. She is drowned by it every day. Will come back, the play said Yu Yue: "The night window is lonely, I will accompany you, and I will reward you with the fragrance of petals. There is no room available, and the eyebrows are sad. "

Small fruit is rich. The window is still closed, and I can hear the sound of surging waves, like the sound of a Luan grate falling to the ground. Among the heavy curtains, some people know that makeup is early. At the beginning of the day, I was in the beam, looking at the window, tired of clouds and smoke, and could only distinguish things. Because I recall the poem "combing my hair under a crystal curtain", the ancients had already enjoyed my eyes before that day.

Guan and Jiang are cousins. When I was not hired, I came home to make plums around the bed, no doubt. Ding Haiyuan Xi and Qiu Fu came to celebrate the New Year and appeared in front of the hall. Qiu Fu wore a sunflower green and silver embroidered robe, with his shoulders flush with his forehead and his hat beside him. Zhang Qing and Zhang Fang live in the nest garden, saying that adults say "like a good wife", so adults have feelings for silk. In the next few months, the mice in the nest garden made flowers, and the adults gathered relatives and friends and placed hops. Qiu Fu and Yan Jun came together .. After drinking, Qiu Fu received preserved fruit at the party and hid it in the middle. When I took it away, Qiu Fu said, "I want to take it home, so I won't eat it." I untied my scarf and said, "I'll tie you with this to see if you can go home?" Qiu Fu cried in shock, and the milk was taken away to solve the problem. The adults laughed at it. Qian Gu studied for it and was hired at the banquet. For the next few years, I never saw each other again. Adults were married to Guan, and they were still invited to visit at the age of eighteen, so although Guan's court was sparse, it never failed. Recalling Renchen's New Year's Eve dinner, I went. When I got started, I saw a small bottle in Tsing Yi, so I got on the bus and left. I heard laughter on the screen, but I knew it was Qiu Fu. Another year, the nursery bridge approached, and my wife and father called colleagues to discuss articles, with the intention of inspecting my husband. After buying wine, the rest will be at the bottom. The jade rings in the fragrant curtain touch each other, and I wonder if there is an autumn pass. Another year, when I was in the city, suddenly the thunder was loud, the curtains were rolled up, and there were beautiful women in it, who knew each other well. The last bus seems to be a good wife and mother, which means that the shutter is a charming girl at her knees. Another year passed, and I raised my apprentices, and I met them. When the court met Qiu Fu, she was dressed in mink wool and stood under the plum blossom. I heard a silver hook, but there was no answer. I hired myself and said hello to him. Fifteen years later, I met him five times. Before I had a banquet, I cut the lights and met him, only to know that the double vortex on my cheeks was full before it continued. I have been married for ten years, and both Yu and I have frosted temples. I wonder what will happen in the future. I have forgotten the dust of the past, and I am as drunk as a dream. Do you remember one or two things?

Qiu Fu said, "Yuan Jiu's poem" Evergreen Collection "is like mud and dust soup, and the eater doesn't know the taste. However, the three songs of "Mourning" are full of tears and do not fall into the habit of ups and downs. " Yu Yue said, "Not necessarily unlike Song Kao's contribution to Liu Xiyi. Otherwise, you are so frivolous and mean, can you forget it? "

I have seen the cloud "The dragon sleeps in Yu Yuan, the pearl is under the chin, and the dragon sleeps and dies." . Qiu Fu whispered, "This dragon is also guilty. If you have pearls under your chin, you should know the treasure. If you can't cherish it and get it for others, you will sigh at the sex. Between the rivers and lakes that are deadlocked, pearls can be returned. When the body dies, the dragon dies, and when the pearl falls, the hand is gone forever. Does the dragon love pearls? " Yu Moran was silent for a long time and said, "I didn't expect Qiu Fu to comment. It's amazing."

Green Garden is the seat of Zhaoxian Temple, with several waterside pavilions overlooking the bamboo and stone. There is a pool under the pavilion, which is placed horizontally. There is a Jinbaoli in the pool, with vines winding. According to legend, it is a matter of the Tang and Song Dynasties, and poets and monks have been here for decades. In the early summer, when disaster struck, I lived in a thatched cottage and became a Zeguo. Half-skipping with books, so I borrowed Qiu Fu. At the right time, cities can sail and sail, make friends and go their separate ways. Talking about Zen during the day and half a day, sometimes chanting, leisurely, I don't know that there are years in the world. Wen Yue grave sells steamed buns, and barefoot maids count money to buy steamed buns every day. Take a bird's eye view of the food and feed the fish separately. Qiu Fu stood up from the railing and accidentally fell into the green hairpin. The water splashed a few times, but there was no trace. Only the jasmine inserted in the hairpin floated on the wave. The pool is tilted to the tomb of Liang, and there is a door in Luxi for a long time. Several Liang's people live in Lu, and they go in and out of every temple. Liang has a bad brother, but he is poor and incompetent. The moon is shocked, reading the sound of the wall, and not stopping. One day, in the swimming pool, I heard pecking. The monks in the temple had a lunch break, and the rest was the opening ceremony. If there is a blanket and cloth, ask if Liang is there, and the rest are instructions. The man entered Liang's room, and Yu closed the door. Half-knowing, because he saw Liang, he asked the newcomer what it was, and Liang said, "Nothing." The phase is in the cable TV room, not. However, the east side is too small for the building, and the door is tightly closed. He broke through the window and entered. His brother has hanged himself in bed, but the person who knows knocking at the door hanged himself! Since then, ghosts have been whispering, and the night will reach Dan, and Liang will be moved away. Although Yu He relies on Leng Yan's defense force, smoke is a threat, so it is difficult to study their strength. When the tide ebbed, Xuan moved back to the thatched cottage and heard that Nanping flew halfway. The temple was built only a few years ago. I wonder if there is anyone living in the building recently.

Sleepless on the pillow, talking about ancient and modern talents with Qiu Fu, and going to Han Qinhu. Yu Yue said, "Catching tigers is the pillar of the country. If you die, you are Yan Luowang and you will be very lucky. " Qiu Fu said with a smile, "No one accused Zhang Chang of his mistake. What can we do? "

Adults are sick in their later years, so they built an altar to repair the jade emperor ceremony for forty-nine days. Qiu Fu wrote an essay. Her writing was elegant, but she had no legacy. She didn't remember it. First frost season, Huang Ju in the bottle is getting better and better. In the middle of the night, the stone rang and everything fell. In the thick smoke, I suddenly felt that I was in an official position, but I just didn't know if I was on earth.

The plantain planted in Qiu Fu has grown into a shade. Qiu Lai was dripping with rain, his pillow smelled and his heart was broken. One day, Ye said to him, "Who cares about planting plantains? It rains early and it rains late. " Tomorrow, I will see a few lines on the leaves: "Your mood is so boring, you planted a banana, and you blame it." Calligraphy and painting are gentle and charming, and this autumn fu is also a pen, but it is not limited to this, and it is not shallow.

On the spring night, Hua Yao's fairy tale Fu Luan went down to the altar and presented the word "double red beans" with a cloud: "Wind and rain, who makes flowers stick to cobwebs?" Leave a breath of spring. Tobacco, willow silk, according to red silkworm with silk. Silk depends on silk. "He Xinliang also presented Qiu Fuyun:" I have been across the city for a long time. It is estimated that nowadays, beside the sunset tower, plantains are new and big. Every evening the east wind blows, and when I hear that I am ill, I feel carefree. In a few days, the dresser will be combed and wrapped. Thin paper shirts are easy to get cold and are suitable for lying down. Don't sit at night. The peach blossoms in Xichi have faded. You qingluan, come and go every day, no books. A Shurangama Sutra should be read through. Can you be afraid of breaking it? When can I come back to the plan? She returned under the moon and the twin peaks, so she poured a lot of money to congratulate her. It must be predicted, Lou Yu. "When Chen Jia was old, Shi Xian once sent a pen to the thatched cottage and told him to return, so there is a saying of' Journey to the West after a long separation'.

Recalling the five days of Shen Qiu, I sent seven ancient poems to Qiu Fu. In the poem, the cloud said: "The withered firefly died of cold sticking to the screen, and autumn forced the orchid to bloom." The bed is full of wind and rain, and some people get up at night to cut candles. Rain and autumn are cool, jade knows, and the shares of the platform are the most acacia. Sad to remember that a woman is alone in the boudoir, it is a remnant lamp holding a bun. Xiao Tong was ill in a bun with two scarlet letters in the middle. Sick and hot, the sugar cane in Ceng Yun is good. I think I'm in a hurry and I'm taking advantage of Fogua Town. Midnight rumors are still woven, and brocade poems are gradually full of palindromes. The poor jade arm couldn't resist the cold, and Lian Bo only regretted his mistake. Once upon a time, I listened to the rain in Furong's room and remembered that you had just arrived in Japan. Only when he lang got married did he suspect that Sima Xin was different. The red pavilion has the deepest clothes, and there is no gold after spring clothes. For six years, you can buy Xiao Lang's fickle heart. Fortunately, I know it is inevitable and there is no need to participate in the discussion. Pukou may have a pearl period, and He Zengjian will give up if he is patient. It depends on the language in the mandarin duck pot. I can forgive you for being mad. Begging me to sell my salary for no reason, the Ming Dynasty decided to return to Ning. On the last day, the lotus leaves were first rolled, and Luo was once folded in the box. It is easy to get an autumn wind a year, but it is difficult to cross the river. I feel pity in my arms like Wan Qi, who gives up donations easily. It is difficult to compete for fame and fortune, but life is better than silkworm. I don't think there is a reason for silk. Who can protect the moth eyebrow? In front of the door, but look at that acacia flower, it must have its own roots. I can't stand this tree, but I can't believe it. Remember me when you arrive in Lanzhou, half a window is full of dreams. The night rain is melancholy, and two red candles are faint. A case of sadness and joy was heard separately, and the soul of Chu came and went to Banana. Banana leaves are large, near the window, and the autumn colors on the pillow are unclear. Tomorrow, after thanking, I look forward to the sound of embroidered shoes. "This manuscript was lost for ten years, and suddenly I remembered it on my pillow, like a dream.

In the evening, I smell the sound of winding weft, and I feel autumn in my chest. Suddenly recalled Song Yu's Nine Arguments, hit a pillow and read it. Qiu Fu changed his clothes in the pavilion and couldn't come out for a long time. When I heard the call, my brow smelled of autumn. When I asked her why, Qiu Fu said, "Not being sad is sad, but being apart is sad. How can I hear it? " Yu Wei said, "karma is intermittent and inconclusive. Yu Hezi has long been converted, and they are not interested in him. When we are on the lotus platform at nine o'clock in the future, we should not be more inseparable from hatred. Why should we create such useless sadness? Yesterday, the gold forger made a marriage of more than 90 robberies with an ideological oath. What about the rest? " Qiu Fu is passive, but her cheeks are stained with powder and have been wet with tears. I no longer read alone.

Qiu Fu has a ruler, which was left by Wuyi Mountain. This foot is more than a foot long and two inches wide. According to legend, Gan Long Renzi, Taishan Bai Han set themselves on fire, and Qiantang Gaomai Temple collected its embers, thinking that the book ruler was engraved on the table. Ming Yun: "Without Han, there is a god in vain. Strong knot, including Gu Quan. Before the ashes burn, Yun is a kiss. But the emblem is clumsy, and Jiao Tong is a treasure. "

Open an account and enjoy the moon. It's freezing and quiet. I still remember last evening, Qiu Fu Tan Mei and I lived in your nest. The moon is warm and empty, the water is far away, thousands of miles up and down, boundless, talking with Dunbu at night. In autumn, Fu Fang wore Mei 'an, stuck it on the eaves, snatched it away and left flowers on the branches. Today, the pavilion is in ruins, and the flowers and trees are barren, but the love is still in the ears of the lonely mountain and the forest.

Qiu Fu is good at playing chess, but not very good at it. Every night, she will chat with others, even with Dan. In the play, I held up a bamboo pier to the same cloud: "I lost both my money and my grass fight." Do you want to pay me back tonight? " Qiu Fu wrote a poem and said, "Do you think I can't win? Please bet on the jade tiger you are wearing. " After dozens of games, the game was lost in disgrace, and Qiu Fu upset the game with his knees. Yu Xiaoyun: "Is the son a jade slave?" Hello, Qiu Fu. And the silver candle shines, and I have seen peach blossoms on my cheeks. I haven't played chess since then.

Last year, Yan came late, and the peach blossoms outside the curtain have dispersed. In the middle of the night, the mud suddenly fell down and fell to the ground. Qiu Fu was afraid of being caught by his mouth, so he put it away urgently, and nailed bamboo pieces to the beam to support the nest. Swallows came back this year, so the nest is still there, whispering around the house, and almost thinking of last year's nanny?

Mrs. Xiang Tao, a fellow villager, was very friendly to Qiu Fu and gave her her poems to be edited. There is a sentence in the book: "I am glad that after returning to Buddha recently, I gradually feel worse than before." Looking back on Zhu Lianqing's poems, one sentence says, "I'm glad I'm a little healthier this year, and I often smile when I meet you." The word "hi" is used in different places, and each one is extremely painful. Lian Qing was close to quenching thirst, and he didn't get up for two months, in the forest of first frost. Have you checked your cold clothes?

The moon tilted out of the window, and I suddenly wrote down countless words "people", knowing that the hall would be repaired and the problem would be solved. Recalling my days in eyebrow zhuang, I planted bamboo and counted bows in front of the village. When the mud of bamboo shoots just came out, Qiu pod ordered Xiujuan to take a crow's mouth hoe, count baskets and cook pickles. The smell is sweet, and Tingxiu was not allowed to cook bamboo shoots at first. Xiujuan has been married for several years, like a green man in the forest. However, I am old and stay in the valley, and my face is different. The gentleman knew that he didn't laugh.

There are several trees on the Tiger Running Spring. On the rocks, there are yellow snow all over the steps, such as You Tianxiang Middle School. I like flowers, and I often make tea with Qiu Fu. Qiu Fu collects flowers and temples. The hair on her forehead is scattered by branches and the rest is swept away by spring water. I went to fold some flowers, put them in the back seat of the car and brought them into the city gate, hoping that people would know the news of the new autumn. I hate adding some books to the temple recently. The golden millet world will definitely add color to the Tathagata. The autumn wind is far away, there must be flowers sooner or later, and the flower god has spirit. Do you remember the flower watcher last year?

Binmei is waiting for the thatched cottage, and there are three leaks. When he heard that his neighbor was on fire, he quickly led his servant to save him. And the door, has been put out. However, I heard a saying in the air: "Today, here is a scorched earth, and no strong people live here." In short, there are two ways to enter, a bhikkhu falls from the sky. Taoist priests wear lotus crowns and dragon robes. First, the jade has a long beard and a golden crown. After the monk followed the Taoist priest, he froze. The man who crowned the lotus said, "If my name proves it, I live between Qingcheng and Chishui, and I swam here in Jushi River." Singing with the bearded Taoist, the song has thousands of words, which I haven't had time to remember. I only remember the last sentence: "I just came back and gave it to Yunmi, so when will Peihang wake up from her infatuation?" If I don't turn around early, I'll be exhausted. Wake up, wake up, wake up, tomorrow is unbelievable. "Song was dead. Watching, the stars and the moon are at home, the residual light is unknown, but the sound of fallen leaves makes you feel like a dream. When I told him, I said, "The Yu family has been killing for decades, but it has been six or seven years since the road to repairing Hongbao was built. So far, duplicity, the return is still very small. Is the fairy teacher merciful to all fools and shows himself? The song says "Yunying". Yunying is not bound by the edge of my boudoir, but satirizes it as a warning. At that time, I gave Qiu a few months to repair Dalagni's background. The so-called monks are not the embodiment of Guanyin, but their voices come from Zhu Xi.

Autumn illness, lived in my mother's house for more than 60 days. With Zang's company, I was exhausted. Day and night, only his wife and sister. If I give it back to you, I will give it to you personally. Everything is done by myself. Therefore, I will have a rest between the beds of the medicine stove. Lu Qiong loves her friend deeply. However, when she is in trouble, she is willing to endure hardships and even wait for her unconsciously. Qiu Fu was born with negative emotions, especially when he was ill. When I return, I will appeal to others, but when I arrive, I still have nothing to say. When asked by Lu Qiong, Qiu Fu said: "My life is at stake, and it is difficult to continue to be separated. I'm afraid I will be in a hurry. If I come, I can let go. " I started to have abdominal pain when I heard what I said. Thinking of Qiu Fu's 20 years of studying Buddhism, I vowed to meet him at Jintai. Seeing this idea, I was afraid that I would fall into heaven, but Qiu Fu still couldn't avoid it. It is not easy to put down the sycamore flower in your hand.

Autumn night is long, my wife and sister Peggy went, three wars and three north, and I was reluctant to let people read this life. Peggy is not yet years old, so it is almost a gift? Peggy is silent, has the wind in the forest, has words and poems, and she is inaccurate. She said that her predecessor came from the government. Look at his cold bones, he is not a fireworks man. We have been at war for several years, and there should be more gods of calculation than before. One day, in Xie, I will go to war, fight against the whole division, and restore the war to repay Enemy at the Gates's shame.

Go home on a moonlit night, and call Lu under the autumn pod lamp. Someone threw six colors on the seat, and the rest of the play was the word cloud of "operator": "The dressing cabinet calls the land at night, and the shadow of the hairpin is dry. Six dice and six nests, all in pairs. Excuse me, who won? Is it Sister Qingxi? After making money, I turned my back and tried to report that the gold button had fallen. " Qiu Fu smiled at each other and said, "You don't have to worry about the whip back of the prescription, do you?"

There is a saying recently: "No solitary embroidery, no new dreams." There is a cloud in the second half of "Buy Pit Pond": "In the middle of the gate, I miss looking for Lang more, and Wang Ou Lianzi is close to me. Don't go to Qin Lou for no reason, you can guess what you are eating. Carelessly stroking the temple. I have been longing for acacia for half a year, and it is the end of March. Early instability. I am afraid to go to the blue room again and cut the lights and whisper. I have no dreams. " Binmei recorded it in a group play when there were fans' books. Hamami smiled and said, "Why is it meaningless to dream?" Qiu Fu smiled and said, "I have no ears to dream of new people." The phase drops absolutely.

In the autumn of January, we will join the recruitment of Moon Lake. The night was deceived by the wind and dew. Ming said that Wu Shan and Shengta are reunited, and the cold is forbidden to drink in China. After returning home, I was sick and hot, and I could only regenerate by showing my prescription. A year later, he was three years old, with gangrene on his back and malaria. Fang tried autumn, boarded the bus to help the sick, did not arrive at the hospital, and left the soul. The servants will be safe next month when they go home. In the summer when I lived by myself, I suffered from sores and dysentery and lay on the pillow for three months, which was very painful. In the past six years, I was robbed by illness three times, and Qiu Fu got sick every time. Soft and brittle, it is forbidden to overwork, so I have three diseases, and Qiu Fu also has three diseases. I will be lazy for the rest of my life. Since I was taboo, the fire has been cold and I have no idea of going back to the mountain. But I miss my relatives and I'm not buried, and my brother is not married, because my life has not settled yet. However, the ancestors lived for a long time and needed Buji. My brother is twenty years old, and the rabbit has several hectares of land, which is enough for farming. A few years later, when there was a morning bell and a dusk drum between Zhu and Jianfu Huawu River, he was dismissed. On the day when flowers bloom, go to see Tommy and listen to the law of lifelessness. Even if I fall into heaven again, I would like to be husband and wife forever. Tomorrow is the Tathagata Prajna Nirvana Day, so we should take an oath to prove the Buddha.