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Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold

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Wing Liu

Contemporary life is about enlightenment

Pass the child whistle around the beam

Graceful Yossie

Unintentional self-cultivation

Green string swallow

Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold
Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold

When I was a child, spring came, and the willow branches had just sprouted, and the willow branches were used to make a flute, and the sound rhymed around the beams.

Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold
Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold
Poetry of the "Wing Liu" of the past generations: Passing the child whistle around the beam / Graceful Na Yu Silk Silk / Heartless Self-Shade / Green String Swallow Fold

There are hearts to plant flowers and flowers, and there is no heart to plant willows

Tribute to the poems of the Yong Liu of the past dynasties:

"Wing Liu" Tang He Zhizhang

Jasper dressed as a tree high,

Ten thousand strands of green silk draped down.

I don't know who cut the fine leaves,

February spring breeze is like scissors.

"Wing Liu" Tang. Han stubborn

Wrapped in rain and dragging wind, I can't sustain myself, and my whole body is powerless to hang to people. The jade fiber was folded far away, just like when Guanyin was in his hand.

"Wing Liu" Song. Zeng Gong

The chaotic strips have not yet turned yellow, and they rely on the east wind to go crazy. Untie the flying flowers and the sun and the moon, and do not know that there is frost in heaven and earth.

"Wing Liu" Tang. Xue Feng

Weak plants are frightened and hurt themselves, and Twilight comes to think melodiously. Zeng Piaozimo followed the heights and dared to whisk Zhu Yanjing short and long. Haunting and dancing, swooping pool like snow and frost. Mo Ling's path was frequently climbed, and he gradually planned to hang down to the painting hall.

"WangjiangNan" Tang Dunhuang song

Mo Pan me

Climbing me is too biased

I am Qujiang Linchi Liu

The man folded the man's climb

Love for a while

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