Seven and ten summer songs (sorted out and reissued) one, once gathered and scattered into the official field, they are not alone, and the guests at the table are competing for praise. The scenery is brotherly all over the world, and there are no ghosts around the fallen. 2. Ziwei Flower Praise (Xiangyang City Flower)

Seven Summer Songs (Finishing and Reissuing)

First, gathering and dispersing

As soon as he entered the official field, he was not alone, and the jiabin table competed for it.

The scenery is brotherly all over the world, and there are no ghosts around the fallen.

2. Ziwei Flower Praise (Xiangyang City Flower)

The avenue is full of tobacco and wood, and only the king is burning all over the city.

Three springs do not compete with the flowers, and the bitter summer stays for guests to come.

Third, guests live in river view rooms

Grass and trees smoke around the willow embankment, the river stream thin as a stream.

Come to find a summer resort, only the cicadas complain about misery.

Fourth, all staff have a sense of nucleic acid

Plague is rampant and cautious, and the traces of the horse are carefully sorted out.

Mo Daojia has a good posture, and a yard of red and yellow can fall into the city.

Five, air conditioning complaints (oil)

I also saw that the sky was full of blue, and there were tears floating outside.

In the spring, there is a long vacation, and the shift is not allowed to stop in the heat.

Sixth, the three-volt river is the scene

The willow bank is like a steaming guest shadow lonely, and the weeping branches want to break the hot wind to support.

The cicadas mourned in a few places, and the pride of the past was long gone.

Seventh, the battle against the epidemic

Red and yellow yards moved the whole city, and two inches of cotton swabs explored the enemy.

Divide the yin and yang carefully, and do not collect troops on the road.

VIII. Reed Blossom (New Rhyme)

Standing in front of the beach, the wind and clouds swayed by themselves.

Vertical and horizontal pitch to the sky to write, only send poetry to the nine clouds.

Nine, awakening

There is no distinction between good and evil, and ghosts also collect money and grind and push.

It took repeatedly hitting the south wall to realize that it was difficult for people to be poor.

Ten, Jing was born from the heart

The waterfront waddles a lonely rod, and the weeping branches and old willows are supported by the evening wind.

At the beginning of the hand holding warm feelings, some autumn wounds into the picture.

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The ancient city of Xiangyang is a scene