The water is covered with green islets, and the mountains are shining down on the cliffs.
The wind is blowing on the leaves of the apple, and the dew is weeping on the branches of the bamboo pool.
Although the water is beautiful, who would know it again?
In the fall, I gave a gift to the Taoist priest at the Immortal Tourist Paradise, a poem by Luo Binwang, without the first four lines
The stone map is divided into the emperor's house, and the silver ultimatum is in the cave of the palace of the spirit.
The stone map divides the emperor's palace, and the silver ultimatum caves in the spiritual palace.
The fog is thick and the golden stove is quiet, the clouds are dark and the jade altar is empty.
The wildflowers are always holding the dew, and the mountain leaves are singing the wind.
The forests and springs are filled with friends and the moon, and the poems and wine are shared by old friends.
The first time I saw the stone marrow, I saw the stone marrow. The first thing I want to do is to get out of the house and get out of the house.
Two Songs on a trip to the mountains in the pit, the present work is titled Xuanwu Mountain Taoist Temple
The source of the water has no road, the mountain if there are people.
The first thing to do is to drive the sheep to move the stone, and the rabbit to throw the scarf.
The cave is cold at night, and the ancient trees are new in the morning.
The peaks of the mountain are oblique and connected to the bird's wings, and the cliffs are stacked on the fish scales.
The crane is a thousand years old, and the turtle is six generations old.
The clouds can be driven now, but the sea has become dust.
Two Songs of the Pit Tour
The quill is vibrating and frost blowing, the first month of Ren Tianxun.
The first two songs were written in the same style as the second one.
The rock is deep and the stove is gone, the stream is destroyed and the stone canal is sunk.
The palace is close to the clouds, and the mountains and rivers are beyond.
The jade altar is inhabited by the night, and the pearl cave is in the shade of fall.
The shadow of the common people in the palace and the heart of the countryside are disturbed.
Who would have thought that a trip to the mountains would be a good idea?
Four Songs of Others
A long time guest meets the remaining leap, another country to say goodbye to the old man.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good time to be a part of the world.
The wind and smoke accumulate on the river, and the mountains are full of clouds and mists.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to get through this, but I'm sure I'm going to be able to get through this.
Although the light carriage of 桂轺, the feast of orchids has not yet begun.
The wind and the moon in the forest pond are still waiting for the enemy to come.
The sky is not yet clear, and the fog is covering the river.
The guest is always afraid of people, why stay for a long time.
Four Songs for Li XIV
The wild guests think about the word "maosu", and the mountain people love the bamboo forest.
The first is a poem about a man's life, and the second is a poem about a woman's life, and the third is a poem about a man's life.
The paths of the mountains and the gardens are full of flowers.
The poet and the wine in his life, he had the chance to meet the immortal family.
The path of the bamboo is open, and the flowers are full of neighbors.
The house of Yangzi is a place where there is no other Shangxuan.
The wind and the banquet are in tune with the cinnamon square, and the moon path leads to the rattan cup.
When you are in the courtyard of the flower, you can look at the bookstore and see the dawn opening.
Waisen and the preface
Guests have come from the quiet mountain, to be forest and gully things, and the smoke and clouds in the place. Thinking about the sash, forever singing landscape. God and
Dao Chao, traces for the form of stagnation. Therefore, the book of the matter.
Crane Cen has a strange path, Linzhou rich immortal family.
The Purple Spring is a pearl, and the Xuanyan Rock is a danbao.
The world's most beautiful city is the Lunar New Year, and the world's most beautiful city is the Lunar New Year, and the world's most beautiful country.
Luan loves the sky. The world's most important thing is to be able to see and hear the world.
The road to Ying is near, and I am happy to be in the market.
The first thing I want to do is to sit in despair.
I dreamed of traveling to the Immortals
I was a guest on the river, and I was in the square.
I was a guest on the river, and I was in the square.
I was in the sky, and there was actually a spiritual pairing.
I was a guest on the river, but I was still in the clouds.
The dragon's light is driven by electricity, and the smoke is like a firecracker.
The moon is in the sky, and the stars are in the sky, and the stars are in the sky, and the stars are in the sky.
Misappointed, they are not close.
Give foreign favor and visit the sea.
Give us a few words, or we will not be able to give them to you.
In March, when I was given the word "Smoke", I gave it to MHS and gave it to MHS.
The old country, the old country, poetry and wine, a long banquet.
The first time I saw the movie, I was in the middle of a long banquet, and I had to go back to my old country.
The world's most popular city is the city of Tianjin.
The wind instrument tunes the guests, and the dragon bridle is just like a group of immortals.
The pine and stone are ancient, and the vine does not remember.
The first time I saw the movie was when I was a student at the University of California at Berkeley.
The eaves of the building are surrounded by dense trees, and the stone steps are surrounded by dangerous springs.
The stone is the best in the South Ridge, and the sand is the best in the North River.
The place where Fuyan came to build, and the place in front of Gyexi Renjun.
The sun is slanting and the fun is far away, and the ghostly thoughts are dreaming of cold cicadas.
Three Songs of Thinking of Friends on a Cold Night
A long goodbye invades the embrace, and the color of his home country changes.
The song is played under the moonlight, and you can't help thinking about it.
The song is about a man who has been in love for a long time, and who has been in love for a long time, and who has been in love for a long time.
The goose is flying in the western Portuguese portion of the sky.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night.
The first thing I want to do is to get back to the old days, when the old days were over, and the old days were over.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the world and the people who live in it.
The winds of the fall are blowing and the eider geese are flying.
The laurel drops and the orchid radius goes down to the long river, and the skirt and the jade wrist gently swing the sculling boat.
The leaves and flowers of the island are very flat, and the river eulogizes the bitter love of each other.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, and I was very happy to see it.
The first time I saw this is when I was a young man, and the second time I saw it was when I was a young man.
The first thing you need to know is how to get to the bottom of the problem.
The first thing you need to do is to get rid of all the prostitution.
The official road to the south of the city is filled with mulberry leaves, why not pick lotus flowers on the river?
The lotus flower is a lotus flower again and again, but the flowers and leaves overlap.
The leaves are green, but the flowers are red.
The beautiful woman is not here, and I am disappointed to see her leave.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The old love is nowhere to be found, and the new is from the new.
I'm not going to borrow from Xijin, but I'm going to write to you from the North Sea.
The song of the lotus picker has its own section, and the night of the lotus picker is not yet over.
The wind is blowing on the river, and the moon is on the river.
The night of Bui's return to the Lotus Pool, the Wu Ji and the Viet women.
*** Asked the cold river thousands of miles away, the traveler Guanshan more several weight.
Lin Gao Tai
Lin Gao Tai, the high platform is a long way from the floating.
The Yaoxuan and the Cui ghosts, the luan song and the wind blowing clear and sad.
Overlooking the Chang'an Road, the grass in the Royal Gorge is luxuriant.
The road to Ganquan is slanted, and the trees of Maoling are pale.
The high platform looks at the same, the emperor's hometown is full of good gas.
The Purple Pavilion is illuminated by the Dan Tower, and the walled rooms are exquisite.
The east is the long optimism, and the west is the Weiyang Palace.
The red city reflects the sun, green trees shake the spring breeze.
The flag pavilion of a hundred tunnels opened a new city, and a thousand roofs were brightly divided into chili.
The Zhu wheel green cover is not better than spring. The first is a new city, and the second is a new city, and the third is a new city, and the third is a new city.
There is also a green house on the main road, where the embroidered windows are carved with beautiful bars.
The brocade coverlet is not creased at night, and the curtains are not empty by day.
The screen is covered in green and the mirror is red at night.
I have made a bun for you, and my eyebrow is on a flowery bush.
The narrow road between the dust and the moon is as bright as the moon in the cloud.
The lovebirds are flying together in the pond, the phoenix is in its arms.
I am looking for a good time to go out.
I am sorry that I have to stay in a whore's house tonight.
The young woman in the house of prostitution does not need to look at her face, but the spring is in the east garden, Yao and Li.
In the old days, when you looked at the high platform, there were yellow dust on the cypress beams and copper sparrows.
Jonas and I
Jonas and I are from the Zhou Dynasty. It is the first of its kind in the world, and it is the first of its kind in the world.
The first two are from the same place, the second is from the same place, the third is from the same place.
This is the first time that we have seen the world's most popular movie.
The history of the Jin Dynasty is a long one, and it is not easy to understand why.
The first time I saw the movie, it was a very good one, and the second time I saw the movie, it was a very good one.
The rituals of mourning and hiding, the time Tuundao closed.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good time to be a part of the world's most important city.
I have a tool, and I want to meet its owner. The first is to be a man of the world, and the second is to be a man of the world.
I am a man of the world, a man of the world, a man of the world. I am a man of the world, and I am a man of the world, and I am a man of the world.
I am a man of my father's virtue, and I am thinking of the nine theaters. The first time I saw this was when I was a student at the University of California, Berkeley, and the second time I saw it.
The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of a movie, and the second time I saw it was when I was in the middle of a movie.
The first thing I'd like to do is to ask you to do something about it, and I'd like to do something about it.
I have described the emperor's system, the great search for the king's way. The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in the world and what is going on in the world.
Rituals and music, poetry and books. The first is to be a family treasure.
I Yu kid, I'm ashamed of the Mingzhe. The world is a place where the world is not a place where the world is not a place where the world is not a place where the world is not a place.
The first time I saw this, I thought I was going to be able to get my hands on some of the most important things I've ever seen.
This is the first time I've ever seen a movie where the audience was in a state of shock, and I've never seen one.
The first thing I'd like to say is that I'm not sure I'm going to be able to do this. The first time I saw this, I was able to see the first three people in the world who had been there.
The husband is not pregnant, high mountains.
The first thing I want to say is that I'm not going to be able to do that.
A bird feeding, its voice wailed.
The first thing I want to say is that I am not a man of the world, but I am a man of the world.
I am not going to be able to feed myself, but I am going to be able to do so.
The first thing that I want to do is to be a part of the family, and I want to be a part of the family.
I am a humble servant, but I do not want to be a humble servant.
This is the first time I've ever been in a position of honor.
The name is not what it seems, and I am guilty of breaking my promise. The first thing that I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is happening in the world.
Wang Bo's Poems
Wang Bo, Zi'an, a native of Longmen in the state of Dedication, is the grandson of Wen Zitong. At the age of six, he was good at writing and speech, and before he was crowned, he was elected to the imperial examination and passed the first grade. He was awarded the title of Chaosanlang, and he presented a number of poems to the king of Pei. The king of Pei heard of his name, and called for the government to compile. At that time, the kings of the cockfight, Bo play for the text, diabolizing King Ying chicken, Emperor Gaozong reprimanded. Bo both abolished, guest Jiannan. For a long time, he was appointed as a counsellor in Guozhou. Sitting on the matter, the name is removed again. Bo's father, Fuchi, sat on Bo's death, left to move the order of Jiaotong. Bo went to Jiaotong to save his father. Crossing the sea and drowning, palpitations and death, aged 28, Bo good reading, belonging to the text of the first not to think carefully, first grinding ink several liters, cited by the face and lie down, the book in a hurry, is not easy to a word, the people said that the draft of the abdomen. He and Yang Jiong, Lu Zhaolin, Luo Binwang were all famous for their writings, and the world called them Wang Yang, Lu and Luo, the Four Masters. Bo has a collection of thirty volumes, and two volumes of poems in the present edition.
Sacred Spring Feast
The Sacred Spring Feast
The Sacred Spring Feast
The Sacred Spring Feast
The Sacred Spring Feast is the first of its kind in China.
The orchid breath smokes the mountain, and the pine sound rhymes with wild strings.
The shadow floats outside the hanging leaves, and the fragrance is in front of the falling flowers.
The evening of the forest pond is very good, and the rock is full of sunset smoke.
The temple is called Changli Temple, which is the residence of Master Zhang Tianshi.
The temple is a place where the light of the temple is divided into different fields, and the scale of the temple is very large.
The green altar is clear of the cinnamon threshold, and the cave is clean of pines.
The three mountains of Bletilla are recorded, and the five mountains of the Golden Box are pictured.
The gnarls are unattainable, and the white clouds are in the air.
The morning of the Sanguan Mountain
The mountain is open in the morning, and there is no dust on the stone road.
The White Horse is on its way, the Green Ox is on its way.
The gate is facing a huge ravine, and the building is thinking of Chongkuma.
It is not fine silk that I have to carry on with my life.
Touring the temple of Sanjue in Van Yu
The pavilion is covered with green steps, and the carved platform controls the purple cen.
The path of the mountain is dense with leaves, and the altar of the wild is deep with flowers.
The temple is a place of Zen, where you can listen to the sound of the Buddha through the pine gate.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
Farewell to Xue Hua <Ying Hua>Farewell to Xue Sheng Hua on Autumn Day
Sending off a lot of poor road, no time to ask the law alone.
It's a sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad, sad.
The heart of the matter is the same as the drift, career **** bitter hard.
No matter where I go or where I live, I am a dreamer.
The first one is to say goodbye to Xue Shenghua
The moon is sinking into the Pearl River, and the phoenix is floating on the Maundy River.
The building is on the shore, and the islets stretch across the sky.
The first time I saw this is when I was a kid, and it was a long time ago.
The only thing I can do is to look away and weep.
The evening trip to Ma Ping
A hundred years of hope for the land, a thousand miles of tiredness.
The high and the low are searching for the Hundred Years' Road, and the sound of the springs is heard from far and near.
The leaves of the streams are color-coded, and the flowers of the mountains have no name.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a caravan, and I was in the middle of a caravan, and I was in the middle of a caravan.
I'm sending off Mr. Lu
I don't hate the poor road, but I love the empty room.
The city of Que is full of years of residence, and the qin is rare.
The first time I saw you was when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was so happy to be there.
I'm sorry to see you go.
I'm sorry to see you go.
I'm sorry to hear that.
The river is clearing up and the smoke is converging, the mountains are bright and the sun is setting.
The eagle wind withers the leaves in the evening, and the cicada dew weeps the autumn branches.
The first thing you need to do is to look into the distance and think about the clouds.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
It is not necessary to know each other early, but the embrace is still there.
The evening light is low on the Pu Lou, and the country road is separated from the wind and smoke.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and the third time I saw you.
Du Shaofu's appointment in Shuzhou
The city que supports the three Qin states, and the wind and smoke look at the five jin.
The city of Du Shaofu is the capital of the Qin Dynasty, and the wind and the smoke look at the five jin.
A close friend in 海内存知己, a far-flung realm in the sky.
The children are on the wrong road, the children **** stained with scarves.
In the middle of spring in the countryside
The willow path in the East Garden, the flower garden in the West Weir.
The city is looking for a place to live in March, and a place to enjoy the scenery of its neighbors.
The birds fly to the village and the fish play in the water.
The first clear day in the mountain courtyard, where the dust is stained.
The first day of the year is the first day of the year of the Chinese New Year, and the first day of the year of the Chinese New Year is the first day of the Chinese New Year.
The path is invaded by the orchid, and the river willow covers the long canal.
The rain is gone, the flowers are wet, the wind is back, the leaves are sparse.
The mountain man does not hesitate to get drunk, only fear of the green honor false.
The countryside garden
The smoky and the hazy spring day to enjoy, the pine and bamboo old years heart.
The broken mountain suspected of painting obstacles, the county slip lagging sound piano.
The grass is all over the South Pavilion, and the flowers bloom deep in the North Courtyard.
I live in idleness, and I want to draw hairpins as I please.
The Buddha Temple
The Lotus Seat of the God is solemn, and the Pine Cliffs of the Holy Toes are remaining.
The golden footprints are shallow, and the stone text is sparse.
The temple is a place where the gods are present, and the pine cliffs are a place where the holy toes are left. The shadow of the fallen is over the front of the building.
***Contempt for the distant mountains and valleys.
The evening view from the mountain house is for Taoist priest Wang
The golden altar is sparse, and the jade cave is full of immortals.
The flower branches are perched on the evening dew, and the peaks and leaves are covered with clear clouds.
The slanting light shifts the shadow of the mountain, and the returning sand embraces the pre-printed text.
The piano is just waiting for the sun to rise, and the bamboo trees are already welcoming the twilight.
Eight Immortals Path South of the temple, there is also Changli Guan, to the temple can be a few miles, the rocky path is quiet, staff and then enter.
Naiyuan is pleased to be eight, pine rock to visit the Nine Immortals.
The rescue of Luo peeping fog technology, climbing the forest overlooking the clouds and smoke.
The luan's horses from Dai Bei arrive, and the cranes from Liao Xi ride around.
The final hope is to get rid of the dust net, and even the wings under the Chi Tian.
In the spring, I went back to the countryside
and brought my staff to the rocky springs.
The grass is green and haunts the new belt, the elm is green and decorated with ancient money.
Fish beds encroach on the shore, and bird paths lead into the mountain smoke.
The flower tree is full of spring fields.
The spring garden of wine
I put a hairpin down in the mountain pavilion, and brought wine to the river.
The narrow water leads to the long mirror, and the high flowers send the fragrance to be broken.
The song of the warbler is like a song, and the butterflies dance in rows.
Nature urges us to get drunk, not only to read the years.
The book is a relic of the past, and the old traces of the golden altar are lost.
The flowers are in the purple stream, and the leaves are in the clear stream.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good time to be a part of the world.
The first thing I want to do is to get up on the ladder.
In the fall, I bid farewell to Wang Changshi
There are still thousands of miles to go, but I am y grateful for a hundred years.
It was a sad day in the west, and it moved the north beams even more.
The color of the wild is cold and foggy, and the light of the mountains converges with the smoke of the twilight.
The first time I saw it, I knew it would be hard for me to serve it again, and I wept.
The last has been floating river feast rhyme get remote word
The last has been years of light, Zhongchuan Xingxu remote.
The green mountains are full of leaves, and the red leaks are full of flowers.
The sound of the spring is the sound of the stream behind the stream, and the shadow of the rainbow shines on the bridge in front. The rainbow's shadow shines on the bridge in front of you.
The spring is far away, and the river is full of waves and tides.
The Long Willow
The morning march is in the smoky cliffs, and the evening rest is in the cloudy passes.
The evening breeze clears the gully, and the crescent moon shines on the clear bay.
The woodcutter sings in the countryside, and the fisherman sings in the river.
The first time I saw this is when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night, when I was in the middle of the night.
Custodial tour farewell
The heart of the guest hangs on the Long Road, and the wanderer is tired of the river.
The Geunfeng masonry is quiet in the morning, and the window is cold at night.
The sound of the zither is the best way to cancel the parting hate, and the scenery is the best way to stay away from the happiness.
I would rather feel that the mountains and rivers are far away.
Two Songs of the Bronze Sparrow Brothel
The golden phoenix is next to the bronze sparrow, and the Zhanghe River is looking at Yecheng.
The king is nowhere to be found, and the pavilion is like a flat.
The dancing seats are not yet ready, and the singing beams are not yet tilted.
The pines of Xiling are cold, and no one can see them.
Two Songs of the Bronze Sparrow Brothel
I was a prostitute in the palace, and the city was closed.
The king's love is over. The first is a song and a dance.
The brocade coverlet is no longer folded, and the robe is no longer sewn.
The high platform looks northwest, and the pines are in a state of tears.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I was in the middle of the night, I was in the middle of the night.
The pavilions are in search of the Dan Barrier, and the beams are in the Cui Ping.
The clouds are lost in the shadows of the trees, and the bees are lost in the fog.
The first time I saw it, I was shocked to see it, and it was a nightfly.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The Roach is a beautiful color, and the rock is a dark stream.
The apes are singing in the mountains at dawn, and the fireflies are scattering in the wild winds in the fall.
The old man is not far away, and the countryside is floating in clouds and mist.
Two Songs of Linjiang
The water is flowing in the east, and the dust is flying in the north.
I am a tired traveler, and I am going back to my horses.
The horses are on their way to the other side of the river, and the rows are on the cold island.
The leaves of the trees in Jianggao are falling, and I think of the fall of the old city.
Two Songs of Farewell in the Night Moon of Jiangting
The river sends the water of Banan, and the mountain crosses the clouds of Sebei.
The night of the autumn moon at the Pavilion of the Jin, who saw the weeping of the departing group.
The smoke is in the blue masonry, and the flying moon is in the south end.
The night is cold, and the mountains and the rivers are cold.
Deep Bay night hosts by the mountains with the river
Jin Tu facing the huge gullies, the village building frame dangerous Ceng.
The sound of the weir is hidden on the beach, and the wind is deep in the shadow of the trees.
The river boy is in the evening, and the mountain girl is in the anvil at night.
The home town is far away at this time, and I would rather know the heart of the traveler.
I am sorry for the loss of Mr. Pei's son
The orchid steps are early in the morning, and the truffles are deep in the night.
The first time I saw him, I was so happy to see him, but he was so happy to see me.
The dew is drying up the grass, and the smoke is lighting up the forest.
The story of a man who was killed by his own son is not a story of a man who was killed by his own son, but a story of a man who was killed by his own son.
The first is the first Fengzhou
Baoji resigned from the old service, Xianfeng experienced the ruins of the last.
The city is near the beginning of the month, and the green hills are bright.
Custodial spring
The passenger heart thousands of miles tired, spring one day to return.
I'm still in the north garden, and I've seen the falling flowers again.
The loom of the fairy weaves the morning sun.
The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of a mountainous landscape, and I saw flowers flying across the street.
The night of the mountain
I opened my room with my qin, and I brought wine to my lover.
The moon and flowers in the forest pond are like a family in spring.
The Spring Village
The path of orchids and leaves in the mountains, and the garden of plums and peaches outside the city.
I don't know how to be quiet, I don't realize the noise of birds.
The Spring Journey
The thoughts of the visitors are endless, and the tears of the spring have become many.
I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to make it, but I'm sure I'll be able to make it.
The spring garden
The mountain springs in the evening, the flowers and willows in a garden of spring.
The spring is a garden of flowers and willows.
Drinking alone in the woods and springs
The gullies and ravines are appreciated, and the flowers and willows are in the spring.
We are not drunk today, but we are looking for a lightweight.
The spring view from the city
The mountains and rivers are close by, and the scenery is new at the beginning of the sunny day.
The city is full of flowers and willows.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and you were in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
The city of the border is a place of wine and gin, and all the people are from the countryside.
The night is still young, and the moon shines in the autumn forest.
Early spring outlook
The river is open, the spring tide is white, the mountain is long, the dawn is green.
The river is open and white in spring, the mountains are long and green in dawn.
In the mountains
The Yangtze River is already sad, and I'm thinking of returning.
The wind is blowing in the evening, and the yellow leaves are flying in the mountains.
The winter outlook
The laurel is dense and white, the pear is sparse and the leaves are red.
The first time I saw the movie, I saw the movie, and I thought it was a good idea to go back.
The night of the beginning of peace
The watchtower of Chang'an is near, and the river and the mountains are on the credit of Shu Road.
The first time I visited the city, I was in the middle of a journey to the city.
Fufeng day session away from the capital dip far
Dili gold stem to go, Fufeng stone column.
The mountains and rivers are not yet finished, and the journey is leisurely.
Pu'an Jianyin inscription wall
Jianghan deep limitless, Liang Min can not be climbed.
The mountains and rivers are in the clouds and mist.
Nine days
On the ninth day of the Chongyang Festival, there are chrysanthemums at the door.
I don't know how to deliver the wine, if it is the Taoist family.
Two Songs of Farewell on the Autumn River
It is early in the fall in his hometown, and the bright moon in the river pavilion brings the river to flow.
I have already realized that the river is sad to see you go, and then I saw the Jinshu Hidden Boat.
The first thing you need to know is how to get the best out of your life.
The first time I saw this, I realized that the mountains and rivers were two towns.
Two Songs on the Cold Night of Wistful Friends
The smoke in the north mountain is vast, and the frosty moon in Nanjin is pale.
The first two songs were written in the middle of the night, and the second one was written in the middle of the night, and the third one was written in the middle of the night.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the old days.
Nine days in Sichuan The Chronicle of Shao Dazhen, a nine-day trip to Xuanwu Mountain in Sichuan.
September nine calendar Wangxiang Terrace, his seat in his hometown to send guests cup.
The people are tired of the pain in the south, and the geese come from the north.
The bridge at Heyang Bridge is a place where you can answer Yang Zhongshe on behalf of Dou Langzhong
The wind is blowing and you can listen to the birds on the road of the Yangtze River, and the weavers are jealous of each other.
I know that in the fall, I will return with a cry, but in the spring, I will go hand in hand.
The first day of the month, I was looking at the plains of the countryside, and the plains were covered with frost.
The first day of the year is the first day of the year in which you will be able to see the world.
The first time I saw you, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night.
Today, outside the Dragon Mountain, I remember the old book of geese.
Miscellaneous Songs
The Goddess of Wisdom visited Wenjun.
The first time I saw her was when she was in the city, and the first time I saw her was when she was in the city.
She sang a song and danced a dance.
If we were to recommend a pillow to the balcony, we would be able to beat the clouds of the morning.
The last word is "floating river"
The Jade Palace Road, the Golden Palace.
The first thing you need to do is to get a good look at the nine immortals and the four beauties.
The pine is in the white clouds, and the green stream is in the good fortune.
The other river and sea heart, the moon twilight love has not.
Spring feast and music in the garden rhyme to catch the word
Dili cold light is over, Shengao spring hope drenched.
The evening of the plums is falling, and the first leaves of the willows are frightening.
The water is flowing, and the clouds are spilling over.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and then you'll be able to get your hands on a new one.
The Night Banquet at the Mountain Pavilion
The night banquet at the Mountain Pavilion was a great surprise.
The paths are cold, and the rocks are quiet.
The bamboo is dark in the south, and the lotus is in the north.
The first time I saw it, the forest was shining.
The Wind
The wind is so cool that it clears the forest and ravine.
The smoke is driven to the mountain, and the fog is rolled out of the mountain pillar.
The winds are so cool that I can't help but feel the breeze.
The first thing you need to know is how to get to the top of the mountain.
Tengwang Pavilion
Tengwang Pavilion is located on the river, the jade and luan are singing and dancing.
The building of the painting is flying towards Nanpu clouds, and the curtains are rolled up in the evening, and the rain is coming down on the western mountains.
The day is long, and the stars have changed several times.
The emperor's son in the pavilion, where is he now, the Yangtze River outside the threshold of the empty flow.
Gangnam Lane
Gangnam Lane, Wushan even Chu dream, line rain line cloud several send off.
Yao Xuan Golden Valley on the spring time, jade fairy no see date.
The purple mist and smoke is difficult to entrust, the clear wind and moon are distantly thinking about each other.
The grass is green, so I'm listening to the Phoenix song.
The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty.
The green leaves and green hocks reflect the calyx, and you Pei back on the Golden Pavilion.
The shadow of the tortoiseshell feast on the makeup steps and the fragrance of the cornelian curtain in the dance hall.
The flowers are falling, and the prairie is in turmoil.
The first time I saw this, it was a very good time for me to go back to the house.
The falling flowers, the atmosphere around the tall trees.
The falling flowers are already in full bloom, and the spring people have no regard for spring.
The green platform in the beauty pavilion is quiet and idle, and the red scarf with the sleeves of the robe is back and forth.
It's hard to climb back to the top of the ladder.
The first time I visited the city, I was in the middle of a flower farm, and the second time I stayed in the middle of a flower farm.
With you in the courtyard of the falling flowers, on the stage of the double ring.
Autumn night is long
Autumn night is long, but it is not yet over, the moon is clear and dew clarifies the light, the layers of the city Cherry Pavilion look at each other.
The two of us are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat, and we are in the same boat.
The song ring is tugging at the corridor, pounding clothes for you in the autumn night.
The two lovebirds, the Fenghuang and the Danqi, are in the same boat, and the anvil and the pestle are in the same boat.
The thought of self-injury, the conqueror of ten thousand miles to garrison his homeland.
The Crane's Pass is broken, and the Dragon's Gate is a long way off.
You are on the other side of the sky, and your clothes smell good.
Muddy River
The first time I saw it, I was in the middle of the night.