Cold branches are planted in the cold and strange, and the fragrant silk hugs the cream and opens
The setting sun did not understand the fragrance, and smeared the red clouds with grace
(Shangping Ten Ashes) 20180917
Cold branches are planted in the cold and strange, and the fragrant silk hugs the cream and opens
The setting sun did not understand the fragrance, and smeared the red clouds with grace
(Shangping Ten Ashes) 20180917
The ancient inscription Chrysanthemum is endowed with poetry, and the bottom of the pen in front of the flower is detached. Qing Zun was late in hating, and Min Xu was late in love. There are no wild geese arriving in the township letter, and the autumn wind only has herons and ducks moving. Yingying autumn water double eyebrows, desert frost blowing...
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Last night the freezing rain washed the garden, and the dead leaves left the branches and fell autumn souls. The moon does not work, the stars have no shadow, and the yellow flowers and white chrysanthemums are in a pot. The two leaves are fading and the branches lock the empty door, and the pot is stained with frost and yellow flowers after the rain. The old editor knows that I am crazy in the Red Chamber, and from then on...
10-26