Wind cool flute rhyme poetry cool ink, sound goose language for whom to lead? Three more fallen leaves and a thousand mountains are silent, and the west wind is another year. The flowers bloom silently, and the flowers fall silently. She quietly stayed in her own world, admiring the bright starry sky and the bright moon in the distance. Turn the most beautiful language in your heart into a poem that the ink sea releases. Let the text use its unique charm to warm and indifferent feelings. Silently in the season of reincarnation, quietly blooming. Let the rush meet, stay in the depths of memory of the stunning. As the time gradually grew old, it became a wisp of light smoke and slowly disappeared into the vast night sky. ------------------------
<h3>The cold autumn night is getting lazy</h3>
"Seven Absolute Autumn Cold Nights" (Ping Shui Rhymes Ping Hachi Geng)
The ground is full of frost and looks at the night, and the cool steps are empty waiting for the dawn.
The branches of the small moon are worried about flowers, and the fishing alone in late autumn has fallen into the Uk.
"Seven Absolutes: Poetic Laziness" (Ping Shui Rhymes Ping Ba Geng)
A lifetime of prosperity is full of sound, and poetry is gradually lazy and difficult to achieve.
There are occasional intestinal sentences in the chest, and I also make a note of unsound feelings.
<h3>The west wind shook drunk and idle</h3>
"Seven Absolutes, The West Wind Shakes Drunk" (Ping Shui Yun Xia Ping Eleven You)
The mirror is silent and leisurely, and the west wind shakes thousands of buildings.
The defeat leaves before the steps have no reason to fall, and the vicissitudes are endless.
"Seven Absolute Nights" (Ping Shui Rhymes Under Ping Eleven You)
I overheard the melodious music in the distance, and the long anchor of the shore caused tears.
The waves splash light boats to surprise the ferrymen, and the smoke wave river is locked and sad.
<h3>Autumn appreciation chrysanthemum yellow broken thoughts</h3>
"Seven Absolute Autumn Appreciation chrysanthemums" (Ping shui rhymes under ping qiyang)
The sleepless little pavilion is cool, and the wind blows the fragrance of osmanthus flowers.
Tonight it is the clouds that cover the moon again, and the wine is sung and enjoyed.
"Seven Absolutes: Difficult to Break Feelings" (Ping Shui Yun Ping Qiyang)
Three more listening to the rain five more hurt, difficult to break the emotions easy to break the intestines.
Mo asked who was the lord at night, and several lights were Xiao Xiang.
<h3>The west wind dreams of cruelty</h3>
"Seven Broken Dreams" (Ping Shui Rhymes Under Ping Yi Xian)
Broken dreams are more smokey, and the sound of geese is for whom to lead.
A court of zero and scattered why should be swept, marrying and the west wind does not count years.
"Seven Absolutes, The West Wind" (Ping Shui Rhymes Under Ping Yi Xian)
The residual dream is dim to the day, and the flower marks and the moon shadow are as faint as smoke.
Three more fallen leaves and a thousand mountains are silent, and the west wind is another year.
<h3>Frost Day Autumn Chrysanthemum won the original</h3>
"Seven Absolute Dreams" (Pingshui Rhymes on Heiroku Fish)
Wild trails who pity the grass and trees, withered Xiao Ser won the original.
Why do you have to cut sentences frequently in your dreams, a page of a book in a period of time.
"Seven Absolute Frost Heaven Autumn Chrysanthemums" (Ping Shui Yun Shang Ping Yi Dong)
The frost leaves are already red, and the chrysanthemums sigh under the hedges.
Yuanming wrote a collection of poems, and asked Sheweng in a clever book.
<h3>Autumn is lonely and idyllic</h3>
"Seven Absolutes: Autumn Loneliness" (Pingshui Rhymes pingbaqi)
A song is difficult to become a child at night, and the rhythm of the Yaoqin is low around the heart.
In the autumn, the remnants of the leaves fluttered, and the loneliness was lonely and lonely.
"Seven Absolutes, Foolish Feelings" (Ping Shui YunXia Ping Eleven You)
Feeling the flowers hurt the water, who groaned about the lack of a curtain hook of the moon.
Wind cool flute rhyme poetry cool ink, always obsessively miss autumn.
<h3>Red dust cold and warm wind rose again</h3>
"Seven Absolutes: See the Wind Rise Again" (Ping Shui Rhymes Ping Liu Ma)
A volume of poetry and a cup of tea, idly watching the sun and the moon dye the flowing xia.
I saw the wind blowing again, but it was frost flowers that fell flowers.
"Seven Absolutes, Red Dust Cold and Warm" (Ping Shui Rhymes Under Ping Yi Xian)
Fate comes and goes, and emotions change.
How many tears are there between life and death? Red dust cold and warm and who pity?
Epilogue
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You draw the eyebrows for me, and I play the lute for you. Mei Xue boiled tea, and the west window talked at night. The sky is old, there is no love for it. In this life and in this life, may the palm of your hand always blossom undefeated. Let us use a psalm to create a paradise home where the soul dwells!
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