Cao Xueqin
Zhu Men is young and only light, and the locust ants have different feelings over the years.
One day anointed the old county, and a few years of books and swords trapped Yanjing.
The real thing in the Red Chamber was hidden, and the prison career can be named.
Since then, Wen Yuan has been silent for a long time, and no one has made a sound of nostalgia.
A piece of absurd name, the Red Chamber Qi Dream said sir.
Shi Wushen has examined the Qin Garden, and man must have been a brother.
Proverbs spend hoes to dispel tears, and arrogant copper mirrors for love.
Stubbornly enlighten the children of delusion, they should believe in the many voices of hatred in the world.
Remember Qin Huai Bao Yueying, prosperous dream after the solution once.
Humen is eloquent and old, and Yanshi is full of wild songs.
Before the fall of the dust by the state of the world, absurd paper situation human feelings.
Hardships and ups are not the way, and the books are vastly thousands who release their names.
Bury the Six Classics of Poverty in the Western Mountains, who pity the stone to make up for the heavenly feelings.
Zhu Lou moon shines in a sad and happy situation, and the night rain window listens to the length and length.
There are strange books that can be accompanied by wine, and the Qing Festival is not sold in a chaotic way.
Anzen a bitter tear, in order to summon the time people out of the dream city.
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Only high enough to withstand the thin cool welcome, fell to the human world to mourn this life.
Even if he holds a huge book in his arms, it is difficult to eliminate Qilei and keep Qingping.
Three thousand dreams are full of words, and the old tears in the seven-step poem.
Whoever is drunk wakes up in the green dung, and who borrows crazy words to say yin and yang.
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Qinhuai smoke lock moon is difficult to understand, the bottom of the scroll floats and reminisces about the old Beijing.
The Book of Sorrowful Songs in The Garden of Qinpu has fallen, and the Dream of the Red Chamber has been reborn.
Cold nights dew fading autumn grass, near the slug machine and leakage sound.
Mo Dao foolishly scribbled a piece of paper, and the bitter tears had fallen into the lamp.
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Wander away from home to miss this life. Accumulating years of mentality is difficult to understand.
Years of prayers are like floating tiles, a piece of the ancient city of Lingtuo.
YanShi's sad song was shocked with tears, and dumen was ashamed and nameless.
Reading Jun's poems was intrigued, and the sound of spring rain hitting leaves outside the window.
From Jia congguan two unsuccessful, a hundred years of scribbling a scholar.
Guitian lazily asked about the matter in the dust, and the head of the school garden escaped from the world's name.
Is the absurdity of the novel really a trust, and the Red Chamber is rarely loved?
A thousand lines of blood and tears are only fragments, and they are carefully evaluated by the world.
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The letter traced the name of the ancestors of Wei, and the scholars of the past generations were learned at an early age
Wealth and wealth can nourish the waves, and the displacement is not hindered
Keyhouse but provincial state hate, writing or non-child affection
There are dreams that are difficult to be recognized, and it is still to be discussed and clearly defined in this day
Absurd words are bitter and bitter, and the taste of the world is not at peace.
Ink drops residual blood tears, rouge research is full of virginity.
In the event of a lifetime of difficult litigation, it may be added or deleted in ten years or may be submitted.
Spring hates autumn sorrow who is solved, dream of the red chamber wakes up and zero Ding.
Qin Huai's residual dreams are ordinary, and the chaotic human world is clear.
The feast was scattered at the end, and the prosperity was always shocking.
The grass temple credit wine article is on, and the Swallow City is singing wildly and tearfully.
Throughout the ages, it is not nothing, and the Red Chamber is famous all over the world.
The prosperity and prosperity eventually ended, and the half-life was very desolate.
It is a pity that the ancient and modern feelings are inexhaustible, and the poor wind and moon debts are difficult to repay.
Bloody liver and intestines cut off, waste sleep and forget to eat to create brilliant.
The dream of the Red Chamber is shocking to the world, and the thousand autumns of Huaxia will always flow!
