Years urge, the towers are full of the towers, and the next door is chasing the spring breeze.
has no good sentences, the fun of reciting poems is added, the love is not over yet, and the joy is all the way to the village.
Relying on each other deeply, chasing stars and chasing the moon to dusk, and there is another spring in the sound of singing and laughing.
words are not astonishing as death is sad, and I sigh and tears fill my cheeks, and remember the past still comes from my dream.
Spring comes again in the sound of whips, laughter and singing together, and the old man invites each other to chase the Song Dynasty to make more spirit.
chasing the past, why do you need to talk about mulberry and hemp? If you don’t separate from others, you will still silently urge the fallen flowers.
The old man and his mother walked lightly, chasing the clouds and chasing the moon, singing, laughing and laughing, and still hearing the sound of audacity in his ears.
After parting, the sound of the geese's autobiography is heard, and they want to chase the past with a look at the moonlight.
First shines, birds fly, jade mirrors hang high in the rainbows hanging in the sky, people are fascinated by the fairylands of Suzhou and Hangzhou.
The red clouds are fascinating to the eyes, shining in the sky, and the fragrance of flowers in the jade building and the jade pagoda enters the dream.
reflects the rainbow, hazy people and movie fans, jade flute blows horizontally on the willow bank, and the spring breeze blows on the face and birds cry in the sky.
The jade mirror hangs high and shines alone, birds call their way home, smoke is haunted by the wild rainbows and the rainbows enter the lake at night.
The spring is strong, the peach blossoms bloom in the exquisite jade, the colorful sky hangs, and the beautiful scenery is charming and intoxicating in the painting.
The mist and rain are hazy in the grass, the green mountains and green waters reflect the rainbows, and whose jade flute, yellow orioles and birds are singing.
The colorful rainbows are drunk and willows are dancing gracefully, and whose jade flute and yellow orioles are spinning.
Three-point cold, a little red, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains shine in the sky.
The birds are beautiful in spring, the flowers are blooming, and the jade face is beautiful, and a smear of rainbow scenery is for you to draw.
The gauze is full of water, the rainbow and colorful jade are beautiful in the world, and the birds are singing and the fragrance of flowers are singing praises.
html Rainbows rise thousands of miles, the earth returns to spring and the scenery is fascinating, and the jade mirror hangs high to send the birds singing happily.is born with beautiful and flawless jade. A hundred birds are bathing in the sun and colorful clouds, butterflies dance and bees fly in the air, and the rainbows are shining and drunk in the farmhouse.
shocked the dream of a guest, flying flowers and falling jade are pitying, colorful hangs in the sky, and looking at the vast world with drunk eyes.
The spring breeze does not help but fascinate the world. It blows the world and turns into rainbows. The jade finger plays the song of the pipa, and the thousands of mountains, rivers and birds sing.
The sunlight is clear, the night is hazy, the stars are fascinated, and the birds are singing in the sky on the trees in the jade building and the jade tower.
The jade flute is a sound of the birds singing the spring breeze, and the peach blossoms are smiling and the rainbow falls on the nine layers.
Spring birds cry outside the smoke, Red apricot Rainbow on the branches falls in the sky, the charming scenery drunk your eyes.
Eastern wind is full of things, green willows reflect the rainbow, whose jade flute, yellow orioles and birds sing.
The colorful rainbows and the vast sky are full of colors and intoxicating. Whose jade flute is singing in the forest?
The sky is clear, the birds are not scared, and the night is hazy and shining brightly.
The setting sun returns to the evening birds, a song sends the setting sun, and the rainbows and colorful colors look at their hometown.
is fascinated by the sun and the moon, the clear water reflects the rainbow, where does the jade man play the flute and the tube, and a song of birds singing at the Yangguan.
The breeze and the bright moon shine on the universe, and the sound of the piano is in my ears and the clouds are always spring.
Another year of passing through the clouds and smoke, tears flowing into my ears, and the bright moon and breeze in front of the window bring me back.
The local accent is very close, the heart is intoxicated by the people in the dream, the bright moon is clear and the breeze is full of spring.
shines on the world without being stained with dust, and students on the three-foot podium are often heard.
Last night, the breeze passed by the small building, a bright moon shining for thousands of years, and the sound of insects came into my ears like smoke and eyes.
Covering the distant mountains, the sound of birds in my ears is quiet, a bright moon shines in the sky, and the breeze on my sleeves is full of autumn.
dances in my ears, looking at me and wandering through my heart, the bright moon sends me to the Yaotai.
The breeze dances in both sleeves, the bright moon shines on the blue waves, the sound of frogs and cicadas singing into my ears, and the fragrance of flowers and birds singing by my eyes.
The vastness passed by, and the sound of autumn in my ears was unknown where to go, and the breeze still brought the fragrance.
is intoxicated by my heart, passing by the clouds and clouds, I don’t know where to go, the breeze accompany me to the tall building.
The bright moon and white clouds are always with you, the breeze and green water are always blind dates, the passing of the world is all illusory, and the local accent is so precious.
The breeze is endless every year, the bright moon shines on the heart, and the pine waves are pleasant to see.
Thousands of trees passed by, the drizzle knocked on the window and didn’t know where to go, the breeze accompanied me on singing.
is already deep, and I can’t find it anywhere, I don’t know that people are lonely, the breeze accompany me to caress Yaoqin .
I returned it, I sent you a few times before, and the floating clouds passed by my eyes became a dream, and the night rain knocked on the window and the ears were cold.
The breeze under the sleeves blows the old dreams, the bright moon shines on the new sorrows, and the sound of the roars enters the ears and falls into the world.
The smoke and cloud frogs are swelling in the sound, and a bright moon and breeze are not stained with dust.
The sound of autumn is sorrowing, and the eyes are shining for whom, a bright moon and a breeze blows on your face.
The bright moon hangs in the east, the breeze brings coolness in the evening, and the green mountains on all sides are filled with the fragrance of rice flowers.
The willows are long, and the night is still in the middle of the night, frogs and cicadas are singing drunk to admire the lotus pond.
eyes are about to penetrate, and the mind is lingering, and a bright moon and breeze blows on the willow smoke.
When the ground is moved, it will show its majestic posture, break through the clouds and fog to drive away the Japanese pirates, and cut off the waves and destroy the chaos.
I can't bear to hear it, the west wind blows away the clouds for a day, and I see you again in the sound of half a roll of wine flags.
The smoke of the beacon is gone and the clouds are still there. The road is lost. The Great Wall of 40,000 miles drums shake the sky.
Flag shows the five stars shining in the blue sky, a drum shakes the sky, and the long tassels penetrate the clouds, the sun and the moon are bright.
The drums roar, the Wuling young holds flags, the sunrises and the horse's hooves stomp on the autumn grass.
The war horses were chaotic by the Heishui River, the clouds were scattered on the Baishan Mountains, the flags were swept across the west wind, and the drums were frequently beaten on the night moon.
0,000 miles of clear sky and grass is unwritten, and the wine flag is fluttering and shocking ghosts and gods.
The wind moves and the apricot blossoms float. I don’t know that I am a guest in the sound of drums. How many times will the soul and dreams surround the cloud bridge.
The years are fresh in the sound, the wind blows the city and spring, the clouds are clear, the rain is clear, the orioles are singing and willows are messy.
The stream is filled with light, and the wine flag is spreading in the wind at dusk. Suddenly, the drums shake China.
The clouds are light, the sky is high, the autumn air is cool, the fallen leaves are flying, and the wine flags are fluttering and playing the music.
flags dance phoenixes, inspiring the turtle and swallowing the rainbow, who can predict the chaos, the clouds and water are vast in sight.
Back then, the turtle motivated the power of the sky, the Great Wall stained the flag with blood, and the iron horses and golden swords were in chaos.
The chaotic fogs dissipated and the morning glow was shining, and the wine flag was fluttering and shaking.
The moon is like a hook, the flowers are in sorrow, and the wine flags are blowing and the thousands of boats are stirring.
blows the restaurant flag, the war horses are neighing in the sky, and after the chaos, the rain clouds are low.
The turtle motivates China, blood stains the flag, golden swords, clouds cover the sun, and wars are smoke and water flowing in chaotic times.
The past is chaotic with the wind and the years are flowing like water, and when will the heroes under their throne stop?
The sky is high and the clouds are light and the wind is light. The water is wide and the fish is fat and the birds are flying around. The wine flag is fluttering and people are intoxicated. They forget to return with the sound of drums.
The sun sets, thousands of turtles stir up the border town, the sky is full of dust, and the iron horses are neighing in the formation and clouds are everywhere.
During the sound of drums, the wine flags are waving and dancing, the clouds are blooming, the mist is scattered, the stars are shining, and the drunk eyes are lit up.
A strand of beauty, no beauty can be seen, only a single shadow, sleepless at night, and tears are in my dream.
A wisp of lovesickness enters the painting, don’t say that the sunset is red.
The faint fragrance enters the poem, the breeze and bright moon do not understand the meaning, and only tie the black hair into a fool.
Where to find the trace of fragrance? The blue silk is tied into the dream. I want to send my lovesickness and enter the east of the building.
Black hair and white hair are ruthless, and the woman in her dream is full of laughter, and she is silent as soon as she enters the world.
The sky is full of stars, and the dream cannot be fulfilled. I want to ask Yiren's white hair silently.
The spring breeze brings warmth into the new branches, the two places of lovesickness are infatuated, and the bright moon shines in the dream.
Where can I meet? The white hair is calm, and a strand of lovesickness will pass with the wind, which will transform into the poem's charm.
White hair and black hair are gone and tears are touched. A curtain of dreams and lovesickness accompany the rain.
A lovesickness is the same place, the bright moon enters the curtain, the beauty does not untidy the black hair and turns red.
bleak into Chang'an , I miss you a cold dream, and I can't see the white hair and tears.
Finding a soulmate is in my heart, and I want to put my lovesickness into my heart.
Blue hair and white hair sighed at the passing years, the beauty in my dream is in front of me, as soon as I enter the world, I will be in the water and clouds.
Send to the world, the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River are deep, don’t say that the beauty is everywhere, and the black hair will not change the trueness of the old days.
The fragrance of the wine glass, the longing for a few times returned in the dream, the beauty left far away and turned into snow.
Where is the beauty in the dream? Two lines of white hair and tears are gone with the wind, and a wisp of lovesickness turns into a colorful butterfly into a lover.
The black hair is white, the woman has gone away and never enters the dream of the world, she only puts her lovesickness on the water.
Two lines of tears, the breeze and the bright moon enter the sorrowful heart, there is no news when you go away, but you can only see the blue hair dyed with white frost.
-- Zheng Huixian #Telebrity Creation Challenge#
