One Sheet of Machine, one shuttle goes to one shuttle. I can't recognize it. I'm not sure if I've ever seen you before, but I'm sure I've seen you before, and I'm sure I've never seen you before.
Two machine, spring dust early to cause the old weaving clothes. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands on a new one, and you'll be able to do that. The yellow flowers and the blue grass, in the alley of the Qin people, the warbler cries at night.
Three machines, a luxuriant hand for you to weave. The first thing you need to do is to get your hands dirty. The golden bottle sings in the evening, the moon slanting window paper, a dream of drunken orchid pond.
Four machines, want to weave mandarin ducks broken shuttle machine. The east wind can't help the scarcity of flowers and shadows. The sound of the string is broken, and the swallow is bored, when is the return date?
Five machines, the first to weave the horizontal lines of Lu Lang's poem. The first thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling, and the second thing you need to do is to get the ball rolling. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it.
Sixth machine, the dawn cold leakage broken language babble. The first time I saw this, I was in the middle of the night, and I was in the middle of the night. The first frost also said, diamond mirror, white hair can be rare.
Seven machines, rows and rows are all connected branches. The first time I saw this was when I was in the middle of the night, and the second time I was in the middle of the night. The first thing I want to do is to make sure that I have a good understanding of what is going on in my life.
Eight of them are in the same boat, but they are in the same boat, and they are in the same boat. The moon is not a trace of the evening shadow of the bleak. A colander incense mound, hate buried tears of love, since then forever parting.
Nine machines, weaving swallows painting building west. The dream is still sent to the orchid stream. Tear marks like a line, tied to the heart floss, knot pull broken love silk.