This is the small video published on the micro headline "Lonely Mountain Scattered People Euphemism" of "Small Heavy Mountain: Treating People Back".
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Lingering in the lotus pond on a summer night, you know the fun, "April is summer, June is summer." "The summer insects are also silent, the silence is the Kangqiao of tonight, the pine wind and the water are mixed with clear sounds, the empty mountains are like playing the piano, the shoes and scarves are leisurely shaking the fan of the white feathers, leisurely strolling in the green forest, the sound of the nightingale, the babbling of the wild spring, the gusts of the pine wind, the natural rhyme of the ear: "Radiate the coolness of the sunset, open the Xuan lying idle" Meng Haoran's summer nostalgia; "The red and purple have become dust, and the cuckoo sound in the summer" The song of the land tour; "The bright moon is not a branch, the breeze is singing in the middle of the night", "The stone beam hut has a bend, and the water splashes the Xipi" Jiefu's current rhyme;" In the yellow plum season, the family rains, and the frogs everywhere in the grass pond are the clear tone of Zhao Shixiu; "The green yin does not reduce the road of the time, and the yellow oriole is four or five sounds" Zeng Zhi Yin Oh; "The northern city is sad and hairy, the stork trumpets and the xiang" Du Gongbu's chant; "The mirage is the pavilion, and the frog sound is the orchestra" Jia Yi's summer dream; "The green trees are thick and the summer days are long, and the building platform is reflected in the pond" The mountain pavilion of Gao Biao; "The night heat is still the same as the afternoon heat, and the door is opened in the middle of the moon" Yang Wanli's relief; "Carry the whip to chase the willow outside the cool, and the south bank of the bridge is leaning on the bed" Qin Guan's Na Liang; "The trees are full of shade at noon, When dreaming of the flowing warbler, a voice of "Su Shunqin's grace; Na Qingfeng is happy according to the Tai Xie, the water is standing in the pavilion to please the heart, the locust willow becomes yin and the twilight rain washes the dust, the sun wheel is noon and can't go away, the leaves are rainy and the shadows of the vines and bamboo, the water ripples in the pond of fragrant lotus, isn't life elegant and interesting?
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Singing and roaring sunset,
Short flirts are lonely.
Boasting of opening the mountain,
Sleeping Flowers Lying Moon Township.
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So interesting, strolling among the autumn leaves, the heart is refreshing, "Autumn is miserable, and there are hundreds of flowers." "Bozhou Fengqiao listened to the midnight bell, the tree cooked wine to see the fishing fire on the other shore, the bright moon was quiet, the river gulls were lonely, the sandbar was lonely, and the bottom of the heart was smooth: "After the new rain on the empty mountain, the weather is late in autumn." Bright moon pine illumination, Qingquan stone upstream "Wang Wei's mountain residence;" the sky is like a tree, and the riverside is like the moon. He Dang came with wine, drunk on the Chongyang Festival"Meng Haoran's Autumn Mail;" people cold orange grapefruit, autumn color old sycamore. Who reads the north upstairs, Linfeng Huai Xie Gong "Li Bai's Autumn Thoughts;"Mingyue Lou rests alone, wine into sorrow, turned into tears of lovesickness" Fan Zhongyun's remembrance; "The night of the heavenly steps is as cool as water, sitting and watching the morning glory Weaver Star" Du Mu's humor; "Can't bear the red leaves and moss, and it is a cool wind and twilight rainy day" The melancholy of lotte; "Cut off the red dust for thirty miles, the white clouds and red leaves are two leisurely" Cheng Bochun sighed; "Where is the autumn wind?" Xiao Xiao sent the flock of geese "Liu Yuxi's grievances;" A crane in the clear sky lined the clouds, and then led poetry to the poetry of The poet's chivalrous love, "Stop and sit in love with the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are red like February flowers" The painting in the eyes of the troublesome traveler; "Silver candle autumn light cold painting screen, light Luo small fan fluttering firefly" The taste of the wild Yi Qingke dream, the cicada chanting autumn tree outside the ridge, the crow noise sunset on the willow bank, not crying and the sideburns to urge the old, but also planning to throw the years to fight for Shaohua, isn't life interesting?