The scenery of the river and the sky is unparalleled, and the mighty shore is lapping at the waves. Crazy life is empty to the moon, and old decay is still twilight.
Full of stars falling into tears, a thousand cups do not pour a good amount of wine. Last night the stars were hazy and rainy, and the sword groaning array shook the Heavenly King.
Ling Yun was full of ambition and did not ask when to talk about Nian Fang. The steps are inverted, and everything is ecstasy.
The golden cup of jade is a song in the palm of the hand, and the world is easy to Buddha. The mountain tower view of the sea road is long, and the ears echo melodiously.
The heart is dry and the heart is cold, and the sky looks around the world and travels in all directions. King's Landing Nine Heavens Jun yiyi, holding a sword to defend the way to slash love.
Desire to give up one's feelings, to give up one's own deeds, to abandon one's seedlings for the sake of keeping the right path. Having divided the whiskers, I don't feel that the laughter is long.
The white colt crossed the gap and slipped widely, and did not know the Ming Dynasty Jin Wuhuang. People take the tea cool building B desert, air pressure to fight the courage to lose the atrium.
Purple Qi came from the east to all things Su, and the earth was wandering in the Taihang Lake. The lights are red and green, like the opening of the dream.
The past is piled up and difficult to recall, and the memories of the past years are not left dirty. The time retreated, and the world was drunk for a hundred miles.
The young man is poor and fearless, and the sunset is obliquely afterglowing. The heart of the end of the world is relaxed, and the rivers and lakes are not returned.
In the middle of the summer, the sun was scorching, and the sound of drought and thunder was pushing violently. Autumn yellow leaves fall colorful and green, and the wind sends cool gold and silver pairs.
Cold winter wax moon proud frost plum, snow fluttering ice crushed. Spring is full of green and vibrant, and the red flowers are adorned with purple and red flowers.
Whoever's spring swallows are flying all over the sky, and the Iraqi people will never return when they leave. Read through thousands of lifetimes in life, jiang xing world everything is wrong.