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#Mid-Autumn Poetry Solitaire Contest #"Manjiang Hong, Mid-Autumn Festival" Guiying wanders, dotted with rain, incense condenses cold leaves. The wind is strong, the smell is fresh, and the bones are crisp. The singing dark slug follows the dew, and the clouds move cold and the moon knows

author:The art of war

#中秋诗词接龙大赛 #

"Manjiang Hong, Mid-Autumn Festival"

Guiying lingered, dotted with rain and incense condensed cold leaves.

The wind is strong, the smell is fresh, and the bones are crisp.

The singing dark worm follows the dew, and the clouds move cold and the moon knows the sky.

Cha Jin Qiu, Cake fruit with Qiong Pulp, Reunion Festival.

Scratch the sideburns and be displeased. After the new crown, when will it be extinguished?

Look at the dead and alive snail horns, the difference between heaven and earth.

The Chinese people in jiang last month looked forward to each other, and it was difficult to say when the world was different.

About every year, raise wine and talk about Sangma, invite Mingyue.

[Remarks: Qin Pu Zheng Rhyme, Jia Xuan Body]

@Art of War World says so

Mid-Autumn Moon Night, blessings in the heart.

Yellow flowers let frost whip, proud snow fight wind cold.

Floating clouds and smoke and rain passed, and the flow of years never returned.

Raise a glass to the moon, life must be full of joy.

——Congratulations in advance ㊗️: Spend a good full moon, happy Mid-Autumn Festival!

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#Mid-Autumn Poetry Solitaire Contest #"Manjiang Hong, Mid-Autumn Festival" Guiying wanders, dotted with rain, incense condenses cold leaves. The wind is strong, the smell is fresh, and the bones are crisp. The singing dark slug follows the dew, and the clouds move cold and the moon knows
#Mid-Autumn Poetry Solitaire Contest #"Manjiang Hong, Mid-Autumn Festival" Guiying wanders, dotted with rain, incense condenses cold leaves. The wind is strong, the smell is fresh, and the bones are crisp. The singing dark slug follows the dew, and the clouds move cold and the moon knows
#Mid-Autumn Poetry Solitaire Contest #"Manjiang Hong, Mid-Autumn Festival" Guiying wanders, dotted with rain, incense condenses cold leaves. The wind is strong, the smell is fresh, and the bones are crisp. The singing dark slug follows the dew, and the clouds move cold and the moon knows

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