A Thousand Cups of Drunkenness in the Moon and Wind
Even if the Smoke Disappeared
You've Been Born Before I Was Born, But I've Been Born Before You're Old
A Strong Wine and Clear Air
Oriental Cao Yu Qing
A Half-Light on the Years
The Wind Swirls Around the Clothes
The Elderly Drunkenness in Chang'an With a Light Laughing
A Lonely Frost with a Cold Lipstick
The Light and the Raining Lotus
A Windy Road of Feeling Painted brows
Warm winds and clear wine
The golden goose and the iron horse are greedy for one night's splendor
No softness in love
Lone guarding of a city, waiting for a person
Old city, old dreams, old love
Solitary on the balcony, listening to who will tell you about the past
A parting of the years
Floating world of happiness
South palpitations of the Chang'an
The mottled and mottled landscape of the city is a perfect example of how the world has become a place to live. p>
Dappled Shadows
Reach out and touch the sun
Taro Satisfaction
Love Blossoms
Red, Yellow, Blue, Green, Indigo, and Violet
Lolita Compassionate Compulsion
The Green Shirt is still the same as the old man's
The Future God of Boys
Warm Drinks and Yakults
Dreams of Sacrifices
The Way to All Ages
The first rain of cool life
A touch of sadness
Lonely gerbera
The rainy season
Remembering the time
Stroking the zither and singing into the heart of the king
The sound of the bells of the flowing light
Flattering beauty
Sending you a smile
In the dust
The future of the man
The sword breaks the green silk
Smoke and Rain
The Woodsman's Song
Quiet as a Flower
The rain has not stopped in the cold alleys of the old city
How can I warm up the hearts of other people when I'm a cold person
The cold mountains are turning into a verdant landscape
In exchange for a thousand years to redeem the love of the eyebrow.
You're the king under the moon
The country's a city, / just for the smile of the face
Lonely lamp, light wine
The dawn on the street
Luo mirror in the blue luan
The seven hibiscus years will not be a burden to the king
The love of the past is deep and a few times
Heart palpitations dreaming
Solo play the strings of the night
Sinking dream listening to the rain
The heart is not a dream, but a dream of the heart.
Looking back at the old lights, I held my hands in a shallow grip.
No Worries
Listening to the rain in the current year
The ancient city of white boy death
South Street turbid wine
Mushroom light smile
Messing with the wind and dust
Indifferent smile pouring into the city
Jade hairpins in the autumn dust
A cool smile
Three enchanting and seven drunken
Markets for the prison.
Drinking under the East Fence
Laughing and drinking alone
The years are long
A playwright in the painting, a lifetime at the end of the world
[ Thirty-eight years of the summer solstice]
The young man in white with a folding fan
Gardenia in white
Bouncing on a pipa by the west side of the painting tower