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Excerpts from the Journey to the West

1, Zhu Liao Baozhen, Qu Jianfeng Mountain. Qihua and Liri contend, and the bamboo is a blue sky. Outside the stream cup pavilion, a curved green willow drags the smoke; before the platform, several clusters of Josong are splashed. Red dragonfly, Jinchao dull; green Yiyi, embroidered grass. Green velvet, blue sand orchid; swaying, Linxi water. Dan Guiying Jinjing Wutong, Jinyu Zhulan jade. There are either red or white Chiba, with or fragrant or yellow nine autumn chrysanthemum. The truss, reflecting the Peony Pavilion; the wooden platform, connected to the peony. Can not see the proud cream gentleman bamboo, bullying the snow pine. There is also the crane house in the Hezhuang, the square pond of the square; the spring is broken and the jade is piled up. The hurricane touched the plum blossom white, and the spring came to break the sea blush. The so-called first fairyland in the world, the first flower in the West. The walker couldn’t watch it, and he saw a layer of doors, and opened the place to look at it, but it was a vegetable garden: the vegetables were planted at four o'clock, and the spinach and ginger moss were planted. Bamboo shoots, melon, white, onion and garlic. The wolfberry wormwood bitter, the gourd eggplant must be planted. The vine leaves are buried in the head of the radish, and the red peony roots are purple mustard.

2, this brother three, see those people stumbled, clapping and laughing. Those who are more and more fearful, smashing their heads and brains, and paying attention to their lives, the net is running, the old man of Sanzang, walked up to the hall, and there was no light, and the three people laughed and laughed.

3. On the same day, Sanzhai was completed and Tang Wang drove back. Waiting for the 7th meeting, please call Muxiang. The weather will be late and the officials will retreat. How do you see it late? Look at that: the sky is fading, and the crow is a bit late. The lights in the city are quiet, it is the timing of Zen. A night in the evening.

4, a good monster, just in the air to make a whirlwind, a loud call, take the stone and sand, it is fierce. Good wind: Amoy raging and raging, the black air is so bright. The ridge tree was completely rooted, and the wild plum belt was dry. The yellow sand fans are hard to walk, and the strange stone road is flat. The rolling clusters are flat and dark, and the beasts roar throughout the mountains. It was difficult to save the three Tibetans immediately, and the Eight Rings did not dare to look up. Sun Dasheng’s sensation is that the monsters are blowing the wind, and when they are rushing to catch up, the blame has already smashed the head, and Tang Yan took it, no trace, no idea where to go, nowhere to look.

5, Duanxi 砚, gold smoke ink, contrast with the frost a large pen; Huo Zhulin, Guo Yu number, I am right to the Taiwanese New Classic. Six are well-versed, and eight are proficient. Can know the geography of the sky, good deeds and ghosts. A set of meridian arrangements, full of stars and cloth clear. Sincerely, the future, the past, the view of the moon mirror; a few homes, a few defeats, the gods. Knowing the murder of the singer, breaking the dead. Talking about the wind and rain, the next shot is shocked. There is a name on the signboard, and Mr. Yuan Shoucheng. Who is this person? It turned out to be the uncle of the Qin Dynasty Tianzheng Taizheng Mr. Yuan Tianyi, Yuan Shoucheng is also.

6, hanging shackles prison, secluded prison, fire pit prison, lonely, troubles and annoyance, all are made before the birth of thousands of industries, after the death of the crime. Hey, prison, tongue, and prisoner, crying and crying, miserable, only because of infidelity, filial piety, and the Buddha’s heart. Grinding prison, jail, car crash, skin open flesh, wipe the mouth to consult the teeth, is the heart is not fair, the words are dark and hurt. Cold ice prison, shelling prison, pumping prison, dirty face, eyebrows and frowning, are all big and small scales bullying, making the disaster tired. Oil pot prison, dark prison, knife and jail, war, sorrow and sorrow, all because of bullying and good, the head of the head is bitter.

7, the day and night, each take a hang, he was neatly tidy, holding a golden axe, guarded outside the palace gate. Good general! You see how he dresses up: wearing a golden helmet and shining, wearing a dragon armor. Protecting the heart of the mirror, Xiang Xiangyun, the lion is tightening the buckle, embroidered with Caixia new. This phoenix eye is afraid of the stars, and that one eye shines on the moon. He is a hero and heroic old lord, only a thousand years of so-called hustle and bustle.

8, nine old and left him to drink the syrup, eat tourmaline. The walker refused to sit, refused to drink him a cup of pulp, ate a piece of cockroaches, hurriedly left the Pazhou, and turned to the East Sea. I saw the Luojia Mountain not far away, and fell to the cloud head until the Putuoyan. I saw the Goddess of Mercy in the Zizhulin and the gods, the wooden forks and the dragon girl. There are poems as evidence, poetry: the sea master city is high and strong, and more singular things are endless. It is necessary to know that there are thousands of things in the world. The four sacred words were made into positive fruits. Shaolin has a real taste, and the flowers are full of redness.

9, this call for six reincarnations: the good deeds of the immortality, the loyal super-life, the filial piety of the devotees, the fairness of humanity, the virtues of the reincarnation, the vicious sinking ghosts. ”

10, the monkey is in the mountains, but it will walk and jump, eat grass, drink the spring, pick the mountain flowers, eucalyptus; with the wolf worm, the tiger and leopard for the group, the elk for friends, the scorpion for the pro; Under the cliff, in the middle of the cave. It’s really “nothing in the mountains, no cold years”.

11, I have a grain of nine to Taiyi also Dan, but can rule the world, but can not doctor. The tree is the spirit of water and soil. If it is the fruit of the mortal, healing can also be; this Wanshou Mountain is a contemporaneous blessed land, Wuzhuang view is Hezhou Dongtian, ginseng fruit is the root of the heavens, how can it be cured? No way! No way!

12, the walker was furious, walked into the abbot's house, lifted the head of the dead ghost, and chose to peel it off, and even the one without the baby, he dig a strip of land and no trace.

13, blood pool prison, A-nosed prison, scales prison, peeling off the bones, broken arms broken ribs, but also for the sake of murder, slaughter animals and slaughter, fallen for thousands of years difficult to explain, Shen Yu eternal turn over. Tightly tied tightly, tied with ropes, poor red-haired ghosts, black-faced ghosts, long-gun short swords; bullhead ghosts, horse-faced ghosts, iron-brass hammers. Only frustrated and bitter face, bloody, called the sky is not saved. It’s just that life is not deceiving, who is the ghost? Good and evil are reported at the end of the day, only to fight early and late. ”

14, the haze is scattered, the sun and the moon shake. Thousands of old cypresses, repaired in thousands of days. Thousands of old cypresses, with rain and half-empty green; 10,000-day repairs, smoke and smog. Outside the door, the flowers are brocade, and the bridgeside is fragrant. The stone cliffs are suddenly green and moist, and the hanging walls are tall and long. When you hear the cranes, you see Phoenix. When the cranes are stunned, the sounds are nine-hundred and Han-yuan; the phoenix rises and the five-color cloud of the mane. Xuanzang white deer is hidden, and the golden lion jade is in possession. Looking at the spiritual blessings, the true paradise!

15. The ocean is immersed in the moon, and the vast shadows float. The spirits swallowed Huayue, and they continued to flow through hundreds of rivers. Thousands of layers of rolling waves, thousands of waves and waves. There is no fishing fire at the shore, and there is a heron sleeping in the sand. It looks like the sea, and it looks even more boundless.

16. For a time, the wind is buoying and the day is bright. The walker went forward to watch, and saw the white dragon horse screaming and shouting, the baggage was lost under the road, and the Eight Rings fell under the cliff, and the sand screamed in front of the slope.

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