Things are clustered in groups, and people are grouped
Shuang Ji suddenly went to Ding He Yi and remembered the old language of Xiangyang Qi
Gui Zhaolanzhou chatted about Xingxing. Sit idly on the fishing platform outside the clouds
Apple flowers are chaotic autumn pavilion twilight, it is difficult to buy Dancheng an inch of truth
To mingyue who sits idly, he sends Jiangnan virgin poems
The victory in front of you is difficult to rest, and the color is tender as if the blue juice will be dyed
And covetous backyard flowers, busy sneaking around knows a few
Sigh the old customs of empty water play. Not to mention the flat boat moving homesickness
Smoke wave clear wide angler boat, Four Hao Mountain in the beginning of the white head
All will be victorious in the high talk, and the next year will be fair like this year
(Meiwen, chicken soup, sannong, rural, positive energy)
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