Zhou Zizhi

· Jiang Tianyun is thin, and Jiangtou snow is like Yanghua.

· Cold lights, no matter who is away.

· The return period has already been negative, and it is still floating in the spring.

· Xiaohan who sees Iraq and combs.

· Xuemanxi Building, people dry corners.

· Like a gossamer, people are like flying. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Yixi Yanliu Wansi hangs, there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.

· Today is countless.

· Ming Dynasty and do Moss, how to live today?

· I remember that Wuling met with each other for six years.

· Looking back and starring. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Who knows Jiang wine, but also with the old people.

· Iron horse red flag cold day, so that Jun still sent to the border town.

· When you have a bit of redness, you will be stunned by the autumn.

· The leaves of the phoenix tree are three more rainy, and the sound of the leaves is different.

· Singing slang at the time. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Today, the wind and the west floor night, do not listen to the songs and tears.

· Spring and cold into the green, the moon is coming.

· The courtyard is half sunny, windy pear tree.

· Full of eyes is acacia, no talk about love.

· The market is like a gossamer, and people are like flying. The teardrop pavilion is empty. One stream of tobacco willows, and there is no reason to live in Lanzhou. The geese are over the sun, and the grass is fascinated. It is now countless. In the Ming Dynasty, how do you think about it? ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· The treads are light and the fog is red and deep. Pisces by the pond. Heyin Fengzi is also passionate, flying to the branches. I want to pay a thicker, deeper than the ruler. There is no search for the fish on the play. Teach who tries and asks flowers to see how to send them to you.

· Stepping back to the swallows, the plum blossoms fell again. After the rain, the swallows are thin. There are many shackles in front of the eyes, and the sun is in the spring pool. A new joy in the dream, the Old Testament. The curtain of the day and night is quiet. A few times, I didn’t think about it, and looked up and thought about it.

· Stepping on the sand to report the cold branches, the fish pass the ruler. The fragrance is dark and the wind is slightly. The old man also sent the head of the plum, who made the plum blossom. Liuwai Zhuqiao, bamboo side deep dock. When did you go to the family? There must be Qian Yue and Yu, no one has to stay with flowers.

· One cut plum is unlimited infinite. On both sides of the strait, people are on the boat. When the railings are not blowing, the wine is in dire sire and full of love. It was already frosty and autumn. Looking at Feihong, it is even harder to stay. When asked how long the ruler was, the road was not in the west.

· Buzheng Yuan Jiangbei went back to the boat, and then saw the south bank of the river. Jiangbei Jiangnan has a few autumns, and the dream is changed. The person is the Lingtou cloud, who is in charge of the day. Jun is like a lonely cloud, I seem to be away from the wild geese. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· Bu-operating yuan under the leaf, the boat is on the bank of the Yangtze River. When it’s a good time to say goodbye, I’ll change my life. Do not drink alcohol to retain people, fight drunken to take care of. Drunk in the string of the strings, smashed into the geese.

· The operation of the yuan is done in the air, and the spring is like a sweep. The pomegranate on the outside of the window is especially good for the people. The dense leaf is over the fence, and the thin and bright grass. When I cut the flowers, I leaned on the bar, and the people upstairs dropped their hands.

· A thousand years old in the spring. Sunny day Wu Shanxiu. The frost is still shallow, and the plum is first. The waves are turned over and the fog is warm and embroidered. Holding the wine, Xian Yu specially returned to the sleeves. How much is spring. Grace into the thick purple. Song is not old, the mountain is long. The star is far from the south, and the home is the old house. Jun Yixiao, Jin Yu sees people back.

· Wen Yan, who was a thousand years old. The year is small, the sound is far away. The hand climbed the heavens and the book, the book played Penglai Hall. People do their best, and the Luoyang event is a good time. Thousand feet of green and dry. Straight knot Ling Han. I don’t know the day, it should be late. Drinking longevity, returning to Chunhuangyan. Jin Ye is full, Kirin is persuaded by Ma Gu.

· Returning to the spring. There are countless sayings. After the monarch goes, where is it? People should be annoyed and empty, and there is no speech in spring. Cold day, stunned dreams with the wind. Rain in the day. Red wet swing column. People hate and scream. It is planned to pour the wine and retain the red mangroves. Spring is also going, it is not for the monks to live. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Xiaozhong Mountain Stream on the Qingshan Mountain Cluster. Xiaolai Frost is drunk, Xiaochihe. There is not much trouble in the autumn of the window. The curtain is embroidered, and the yellow chrysanthemum is two or three. Take a nap. Get up and get drunk, jade shuttle. Only helpless nights. Going too, come early tonight.

· Xiaoli Mountain, Biyu Mountain, Shili Lake. The water is a long way to go, and the play is double. Jinpingpu, Heyanghua County. People are not old, and they are in the pot. A smile and awkward. I will ride the tail and go to the clouds. Very deep in Bi Lin. I am intoxicated and drunk.

· The fairy snow is like a poplar. The frozen birds on the branches are faint. The cold window is relatively scattered, and the drums are quiet. Lamp 炯炯. A song of Yang Guan and tears. The wine enters the intestines and succumbs. The past is hard to remember the province. Advise Jun on the jade stairs, the wind is strong. Mountain color. Forbearance to see when going downstairs.

· Magnolia 嫦娥 whoever weaves in the sky, the home is separated by smoke in Pengshan. You should not be concerned about the people in front of you. Double-twisted autumn drops, also solve the world of green and white. Tan Lang did not pick the moon branch, and he did not teach flowers to cherish.

· After the rain of the magnolia, the river is like a mountain, and it is intended to send a new cool breeze. In the coming month, the willows are green and the autumn is in the shadow of the phoenix. The small window pattern is as cool as water, and it is the same as the old age. I can't bear to see the west wind in my eyes, and my dreams are even more confusing. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· The water-sounding vocal head is three thousand feet in white hair. Worrying in the world is like a dream, what is the old man? After the year of Yu Yuxing, it may not be all right now, fifty-nine years. It is planned to pay Peng Yumeng and pay for it. Jun Mo Yan, the guest dances, Shou Qiong. I hope that this life will follow. Gold seals are like a bucket, and wealth can last for a long time. Do not ask Penglai Road, know from ancient times.

· Water tune songs 濯 Jinqiao side of the moon, a few times according to the Mid-Autumn Festival. This year, the scenery is clear, with me and Junyou. Where is the Wanli phase, seeing Wu Bo Yue, and more to the ancient Xuzhou. It should be old and old, and the west is leaning against the yellow building. The sky is like water, the cloud is like a sweep, and the soul is flowing. I don’t know what day and night, relative language. What happened to the country, remembering Yi Nanzhi’s horror, and being ashamed of jade. Step on the shadow of the Tong Tong, and return to the king.

· The water-sounding singer’s head is in the middle of the night, and the river is wide and windy. What are the cultural relics of the Six Dynasties? Relying on the dangerous view of Jie Jie, Imagine Qiongzhi Yueyue, Luo socks step by step lotus. The front of the peach leaf mountain, the silent cold beach. The tide is lonely, soaking the lonely base, rising Pingchuan. Where is the boat, the smoke tree is boundless. Wang Xietang in front of the double Yan, empty around the Wuyimen Lane, oblique grass and sky. Only Taicheng month, the ancient times are beautiful.

· The water singer’s head is in the smoke tree, and the clouds and water are both empty. When Xia Xia disappeared, what happened was slightly red. On the lake, the wind came thinner in the evening, and the day was full of rain, and the green and wet peaks. Who sent the long empty moon, cold soaked in the jade pot. Ask the moon, you should laugh, Pulsatilla. Unbearable to go old, still close to the water. The good nights are a few smokers, and they rely on the dangers of the West. But hate the old man, who is the same with this music.

· The water dragon 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 吟 The Spring Emperor wants to drop, the smoke is exhausted, and the Qinghong is winding. The day is full of layers, the nine branches are full, and the sun shines. Look at the peach in the sea, the cloud festival, the degree, the ripples. I want to build a palace and a palace, and I will be scented by the wind and the moon will be clear. On the red shadow, the clouds screamed and smiled. Wan Guo Chao Yuan, hundreds of savage, how much peace. Listening to the depths of the clouds, everyone wishes, it is difficult to be old. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Shuilong, Chushan, thousands of floating, Chu Yun only live in Wushan. Flying and phoenix dance, at the time, empty words, dreams of strange words. Xiaori 曈昽, the sunset is chaotic, blushing. Asking is still the same today, hey, know who he is, who is pilgrimage. Yu Pei smoked and flew, and the stars met and met each other. With a smile, Yangcheng Xia Cai, made a surprise. The spring was thick, and the Lancome was warm and not raining. But Ding Ning Mo like, the balcony dreams, and goes with the wind.

· The water dragon and the Chu Mountain are high in the wind, and the clouds are solitary and thin. It is like a sunny day, and Mingxia is exhausted. Jiufeng flew, the depths of the five clouds, and the slightest correction. Hate the three mountains are not seen, after the Six Miles, the sky is far, people will be old. Can laugh this life as a send, letter flat boat, 朅来江表. Looking at the blink of an eye, faintly confessed, the number of peaks Lin Biao. Wanli southeast, cross the river cloud dream, how much this situation. Ask when I will return to me, Qianyan Wanyu, lying in the frost Tianxiao.

· Yong Yun is like a cloud, the mud is still wet, and the rain is clear. The grass is shaking the wind, the small lotus is raining, and the season is still the Dragon Boat Festival. At the bottom of the window, it is vaguely remembered. It’s a dream today. Also silent about color. The durian is half-spit, the golden knife is still there, and the past is more serious. Ai Hu Shantou, Lipu wine, the Old Testament is unfounded. The light shirt is like a fog, the jade muscle is like a cut, and the person is in the depths of the painting building. I want to be a charm, no one is with me, and my eyebrows are dark.

· The birth of the child is in the cold and the sun is coming. The courtyard is half sunny, windy pear tree. People drunk in the gold shop, leisurely leaning on the swing column. Full of eyes is acacia, no talk about love.

· The birth of the child is blue and silky, and the mirror is lazy. Knowing that Xiao Xiao is thick, he painted a double moth. The jade is empty, and the flowers are red and warm. Relative language spring, only Chun Yanyan. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· The birth of the new son has not been completed, no one remembers the past. It’s raining in the clouds, and it’s like a dream. It’s hard to say when you meet each other. The eyebrows are low, I have no tears.

· Shengchazi Qingge recalled last year, singing Qin Louqu. The moon outside the door is swaying, and the people in the account are like jade. The autumn wind blows the clouds, and the dream is broken. Don't be uncomfortable, red tears sell the candle.

· When the child is looking for a gold saddle, Fangcao Creek crosses. Can not bear to go to the West Building, afraid of the time. The curtain is in the east wind, and the swallows have a double language. Bo fortunately did not return, cold spring mood.

· Health check light cloud light cream, Xiao Rihong build. The smoke is rich in scent, and people and mountains are long. Silver wave cups thick, koi double play. Under the court, I am a thousand years old.

· Good things near the river road around the green hills, mountains and green clothes light and wet. Who is brewing late, and making a day of twilight. The bamboo creek is as wide as the basket, and the plum is fragrant. Where is the most concerned about things, hate the plums and urgency. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Good things are near the smell of scented palace yellow, not a worldly wind. I will take care of the cold gold core, with a small window. The high standard is unparalleled, and the one is folded. Squeeze the half-spring peaches and plums, and fill the mountains like snow.

· A good song near the curtain, the full moon. Seeing the wine cellar is ashamed, it is hard to say how hard it is. Zhou Langyuan is a middle-aged man, and now he is like a snow. Since I hate the old man’s stomach, I’m so unbearable.

· Good things are going to the sun after the rain, and the red plume is full of wind. Still in the night, a total of Xiaoxuan Mingyue. Eliminate the heat and eliminate the heat and the ice. Since the moon is musculoskeletal, it is like a jade pot.

· Good things are like a strong glass in the spring, and you are so drunk that you are powerless. Who dyed jade muscles and made a swallow color. It is the most ruthless to send the spring and rain, and it is a shame to blow it. It seems like staying in the flowers, calling Xiao Xiao to urge him to shoot.

· Good things are close to the autumn, and it is even better with Jun. From then on, who is drunk, hate the old wind. Knowing the hand, laughing and watching the clouds, the riverside is drunk. Should look back for the old man, remember the white head like snow. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· Jiangchengzi’s sunset is as low as Liu’s smoke. Tonight is very, the frost is more Juanjuan. How can people be like the moon in the sky, although they are temporarily missing, sometimes round. Broken clouds and rains have passed the year. Thinking of it, tears. And now, you have to miss it. Because the river head is coming to the geese, it is not flying, and the small building is on the side.

· Jiangchengzi Tourmaline and Dew Drop Qingqiu. Xiaoting is quiet, and the smoke is flowing. Shy with a glimpse, the moon is on the wrong building. I hate the autumn river wind and the moon, and the tube is broken. This sentimental airway is two. Letters are long, a few hours off. As of today, the shovel can't help. I want to be able to think, to be infinite, in my heart.

· Xidi Jinyu is fine to collect and drop. Full of autumn colors. The railings are alone, no one said, these are silent. Hand put Yu Lang's handwriting. How can you not remember people? Look at the dusk, also the eyebrows and peaks.

· The Xijiang Moon painting curtains are drizzle in front of the curtains. The jade fiber plate is separated from the incense and does not let go. Tonight, Luopu, the Ming Dynasty rains in Wushan. Shame moths and mobs are not as commonplace.

· Xijiang Yuechi face winds weakened, and the tree head rains back to blush. The flowers and butterflies are gone, and they have a spring dream. It’s just going to go, it’s not a time to come. There is nowhere to say Acacia in front of you, except to say in the dream. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Xijiang Yueluo sleeves are light and foggy, drunk muscle jade soft and soft. There is a spring festival, but only spring is thin. A little deep in the world, the number of sounds will be scorned. The belt will return to hate and return to the boat.

· Xijiangyue has a white pilgrimage brigade, and the stream is not hanged. How to deal with it, there should be a light gull laughing at me. Calculate the year to live, only one fishing boat. There is no need to ask for goldfish, only squid for wine.

· Xijiang Moon has a branch and a stalk. The back light steals the words and the words are sent at a little. The jade hoe is picked up, and when the pillow is awake. A sweet and sour red person knows, don't be a human taste.

· Xijiang Yuetianyi has not taught the autumn and old, and the flowers are suitable for frost. The wine muscle red soft jade muscle is not the same as the pear flower. Come with Sun Lang's small feast, and the wind is dancing. The darker green water is red makeup, which is the lotus picking boat.

· Shasaizi Qiuyun microwave light moon shy. Clouds and moonlight are difficult to stay. It should only be, in the heart, and like a human being. When is the time to move back to jade. People have a total of months, the same as the South Building. However, he listened to the west corner of the painting column and scorned the moon. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Shaseizi Yuxi Qiuyue immersed in cold waves. Hold on to wine and listen to the songs. Unbearable, the green Yin Feige, the moon under the shame. At night, I turned to Nanke. Miserable, helpless. He does not need to ask questions, and he turns a lot more.

· 阮郎归酴醿花谢日迟迟, Yanghua countless flights. The side of the Zhangtai is blowing in the wind, and there is no regularity. Smoke indifference, grasshoppers, and Jiangnanchun. Poor traces are still things, why the park returns.

· 阮郎 归月棂疏影照婵娟, idle on Xiaoyupan. The jujube flower is smashed out of the filigree, and the chess sounds knocked at night. The fly is cold, the water is round, and the night is deep. Laughing, the beast is warm, and Mo teaches silver to leak.

· Lang Lang returned to Xihu Mountain to get off the water, and the mountains were cold and cold. The branch is red and the day is freckle. Lian Cuiye, with gold plate, Yuchi raw milk spring. This life is a test of three times, it is still difficult to return.

· Dingfeng wave makes the plum powder not dry, and the light smoke is cold in the spring. The crows are in the middle of the building. The grass only grows with the spring, and the Saihong is still empty. Broken down, the new moon and Juanjuan. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· In the rain, the flowers make the mountains rain fine, the springs are full of valleys, and the water is full of Pingtian. After the snow scorpion red silkworm is cooked, Huang Yunqi is in the wheat autumn. Wuling smokes warm, counts chickens and dogs, not mountains and rivers. I am old, tired, and long-wearing. The end of the Wutou Chuwei, the empty Wanyan Qianyan. It’s not as good as Hugh, but it’s still going back to Yunshan.

· Sapphire case green shoes forbearing Jiangsha Road. Hate people, ride whales. Who is with the pen? Xizhou is heavy, poor, but Huawu survival. Qiujiang 渺渺 high platform. The wall is full of habitation. Flying on the golden scorpion. Qing song sings, Xiao Man is still, empty wet pear rain.

· The Sapphire case plum blossoms are in the hands of people. Dark breaks and hurts spring eyes. After the snow, the spring is still shallow. A glimpse of Huafa, full of hatred, shame to do with the wind. The flower buds are short. It was the old courtyard at the time. It is planned to send the new 愁 by wine. Looking back at the spring shirt, the wine marks are still there, and the gold cup is full.

· Nan Kezi is thin and light, and the snail is shallow and thrush. The West Lake is like a West. People like Xi Shi are lighter and more appropriate. Draw a candle to sing a song board, fly on a dance dress. Attentively advised jade things. It’s been a long time since the death of the king.

· Nan Kezi fog account Lan Lan warm, scented furnace Bao 篆 thick. The eye is still sleeping. Lying to Xiaole, Shuangyan, and the spring breeze. The snail is shallow and the scorpion is red. Broken clouds and rain are afraid of rush. Want to go and stay emotional, two rushing. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Nan Kezi Bai Yu Chuanjiu, Jinshen Yuema Chi. Yunjian Caifeng looks at the double flight. Fly on the tourmaline branch and stabilize the amphibious. Under the forest, the female is in the air. This lang standard is rare in the world. It’s good for Bo’s case and eyebrows.

· The product makes the West Wind hold the wine. I don’t want to do it, when I am. Machine cloud brothers, sitting in Yushu, Qiongzhi Gaoxiu. And Mo advised people to return, not sitting for a long time. Ganquan book. Reporting grief, after sinking. The Ming Dynasty was heavy, and he was worried and his tears were sagged. Fear of yellow flowers, but also laughs at the white head.

· The order is frosty. Laughing green, late night. In the purple season, the small building is drunk, and the river is flat. Hugh said that Longshan Jiahui, this situation is not shallow. Yellow flowers are full. Remember Bai Yu and Wu Ge soft. Nowadays, I am looking at it in a chaotic mountain. Against the west wind beheading, for who is cut off.

· Zhao Jun resentful and full of hospitality, red embroidery and a curtain. When the past year recalls the year, only Chun knows. The wind is warm, the flowers are getting full, and people are like clouds. Nothing to do with love, evil sales.

· After the wind has been banned, it will be light and cold. Dongfeng does not return to spring. A total of red, flying on the swing. Seeing the end of the world, the spring is piled on the railing. The Chu River traverses the sunset and is infinitely blue. When the old times went to the cloud, there were countless mountains and Liu Pingping. Going back to the geese before asking the wind, I even blew through the south of the Yangtze River. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Banquet Taoyuan curtains are sparse and windy, and the court is cold and thin. The sturdy clothes are so wide that you can’t help but squat. Uncomfortable, uncomfortable, when the lights are dark.

· Feast of Taoyuan Forest, the wilderness pond is greasy, and the clothes are fine. The skinny horse is in the middle of the chaos. Hey, hey, look back at the small building.

· Banquet Taoyuan green as small pool and grass, outside the door willow spring. It’s raining and cheap, and the curtain is coming. Weight loss, weight loss, according to the powder fragrance sleeves.

· The wave of sand on the river is sent to the year, but also like the year. Tu Suxiu hated Jun. There is nothing wrong with getting drunk in the countryside. The red dragonfly hangs down and should laugh. He Changchun blamed him. Tomorrow, Jianglou Spring is also here, and drunk south branches.

· Langtaosha is on the railing and the wind is full of Qingchuan. Sitting on the high waves and holding the Silver Mountain. The egrets can't fly, but they fall into the smoke. Thousands of miles of water are cold, just around the smoke. The float must be wide. Tian and Wu Cao are drunk, not human. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Qin Lou Yue Dongfeng, the dust is full of flowers like snow. Flowers are like snow, look at it again, at dusk. There is no words to add a fragrant duck alone, and no one said. No one said that according to people, the West Building is a crescent moon.

· Picking the mulberry seeds and jumping into the bead rain, the wind is quiet, and the bar is full of emptiness. Minqing, only in the fairy jade pot. Jiuyuan evokes the king's paintings and draws a new picture. Shi Lifu, 乞 and Zhizhang Laojian Lake.

· The picking of the mulberry leaves is old and unpredictable, floating in the cold. It was blown by the east wind and the first few peaks in the south of the Yangtze River. Looking at the eyes of Chang'an City, it is not a bad thing. Good to return to Hong, home in the Western Rocks.

· Qingping Leluzhou is clean in the evening, and the rain is like a mirror. It belongs to the Jade Shuangfei, and it is a few nights. The dream is full of bleak eyes, and I feel helpless. The boat is under the green Yang embankment, and you want to do the sun.

· Qingping Le Yan 鬟 鬟 翠 柳, Liu Xiamen closed. The wind was thin outside the door, and the birds flew up on the sand. Today, the waterfront is just like the same year. From the moon to the old time, whoever leans on the railing. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· Qing Ping music is young and willing to fly. Before the moon to the stage of the plum tree, I got the cuckoo to fly. People can't hide Zhumen, and one has passed the dusk. There are only red waxes in the window, and people still ecstasy.

· The Qingping Orchestra has a small tree, and there are countless days and incense. Thin Yan can't help but suffer from the wind and the red oil is covered. The transplanting did not go to the south of the Yangtze River. Seduce the old feelings and get drunk, and the Jin Xun cage warms up.

· Qing Ping music is shallow and sloppy, a little bit leisurely. His face is red and faint, and he is annoyed with cellulite. In the evening, tears and sorrows are lost, and Xiaoyu is slanting. The rain is a curtain, and the east wind is full of peach blossoms.

· Qingping Le Dongfeng Tinghu, red peach blossom tree. It is planned to step on Qingmo Road, and Shuangfeng embroidered shoes will be newly made. The moon hangs at dusk, and the painting hall hides Zhumen. If you want to go back and spend your time, don't be ecstasy.

· Chaozhongcuo West Lake smoke is dissolved in water, and everyone laughs with it. Thanks to the lakeside frost chrysanthemum, accompanied by three see autumn wind. The two are high in the north and the south, and the Tianjiao is exhausted. Take the old man and stay on the road. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· The Chaoyang River is the peak of the river, and the sky is clear. What is shallow and sturdy, but it is a misty rain. Nowadays, there are thousands of clouds and clouds. The rumor is that the five old men in the cloud, one must have the same.

· In the middle of the rain, the courtyard is cold and sorrowful, and the curtain is slightly sloppy. The bird language calls back to the disabled, and the dream spring catches the fancy. Innocent sleep, new 愁黯黯, returning to the road. It was also the sunset, a sinking smoke.

· In the middle of the measure, the small peach blossoms move the branches, and they move with the loss. Thank you for your pity, and I will be light red for a while. The spring is still there, the squid is not old, and it is not empty. Resting on the half-rock tree, it can eliminate several degrees of east wind.

· In the middle of the night, the pavilion was in the middle of the night. In the wind, there is a pool of willows, and the moon is full of pears. The balcony is far away, the fish is heavy and the people are at the end of the world. I want to get a small window to the night, and the sorrows are broken.

· The word magnolia is spring and leisure, and the city is reflected in the mountains. Clean the wind, clean up the smoke into the sentence. The short window is leisurely, and it looks like a floating cloud door. Whoever has the rest of the year, has a good edge. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· The word magnolia is fast and cool, and the door is near the rain plum tree. The nightmare is soaring, and the sound of the rain is not awake. The light shirt is short, and the younger days of the forest are distributed. There is no such thing as poor health, and he is a high-lying person in Yunshan.

· Reduced word magnolia Penglai three islands, there are Qingqing Chitose grass. Yu Pei Yan Yan, come to be a smile. Ma Gu wine, 萼 green Hua song clear rhyme. Yuxiu Lanfang, drunk dance Dongfeng color sleeves long.

· Reduced word magnolia Xishanyanui, often hate smells of smoke and rain. He seems to be a family, try the flowers before the theater. The golden millet is so popular. There is not much to cut, Tao Li Man Shan Naihe.

· The word magnolia was Wenbo, and it was once a guest at Dongpo. The style of literary talents, 奕传芳 has not been closed. For the public to hold the wine, I wish you a happy life. Returned to Fengjing, left drunk Changan several degrees of spring.

· Bodhisattva is very light and has a soft texture. Powder sweat wet Wu Hao, jade 钗遐 pillow edge. The silk is unloading, and the Luo belt is heavy. With a smile, the house is red, and the face is red. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Xiaoxiang night rain is upstairs and cold, the river is full of snow, and the Chutai smoke is empty. One day flying, a bit of a canopy. Like my Chinese snow collar, I am uncertain, drifting away. Empty, Jiangtian is late, the wind sleeves are blindfolded. Wu Hao, I still remember, the wave Heng Su practice, jade to do the cold peak. The shorter the bamboo, the sound is shattered. I am going to ask the old road of Shanyin, where is the home, and the water is heavy. The fishing rod is cold, the boat is broken, and the light is in the dark window.

· Xiaoxiang night rain is faintly condensed, the frost marks are still shallow, and the nine-day spring will return. The letter of the next year, first arrived in Jiangmei. The submerged smoke is thick like fog, the golden wave is full, and the red sleeves are double hanging. Xian Weng drunk, ask where the spring, spring in jade things. Yaotai. People are not old, but also from the East Wall, to step into the sky. And look at the eight bricks, the shadow is delayed. I met with Zhu Yanlu, and my parents were close to me. Jun knows no, Tianjiao rain dew, often full of years old cold branches.

· Xiaoxiang night rain river around Huaicheng, the cloud is faint, and a cigarette flute is horizontal. Xiaofeng blows the hat, and the frost shines brightly. Annoyed Pan Lang old hate, should be remembered, Chrysanthemum old. In the evening of the autumn, I will be careful. The world, the real dream, the new one is gone, the green star. Ask this year next year, who sent the feelings. Relying on the first floor of the residual photos, why not even more, the moon is on the curtain. For a long time, the song is a wonderful song, who is Mi Jiarong.

· Xiaoxiang night rain Chuwei Jiangheng, Dounanshan show, Suichuan who painted a new map. When is the sky, the square pot is out. Should read Jiangnan tired passengers, where the family is, drifting rivers and lakes. Tianjiao has a total of Yintao Cuibi, accompanied by the elderly. Changhuai, can not see, sails, the sky is flat. Counting the world, this is a poor way. Good and wandering day, should be waiting, month to Jinshu. Drinking in the mountains, from teaching me to laugh, the white head is drunk.

· The curtain is covered with water and the mountain is everywhere. Calling the clouds, I live in the mountains. It is divided into a river and rain. Full house hibiscus, more listening to red makeup dance. There is a plum tree in the smoke village. The trail slanted and went again. After getting drunk, he knows that he has a blue cloud road. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Su Mu, the old man was invited, and the mountain was companion. Thousands of miles to the west, began to know the mountains. Love wine and no matter what. Heaven and neighbors, to comfort the poor eye. It seems like a shock, blowing and scattered. Painting the Hengjiang River and looking south to the south bank of the river. The corner of the earth is not far. A clear song, and full of pears.

· Lushan Xiyue Eyebrow Eye, Yuyuan True Fairy. Petite is in the middle of the year, whenever you sing and sing a song. Water pavilion smoke tree, spring has no trace, Taoyuan Road. Know where. The past is like a slogan. Today, I heard the words, mistakenly cut the fragrant clouds, leisurely small black yarn, more unintentional, shallow and deep. Sanshan Road, it is not the world, know who and what. Blowing a girl. Going together.

· Spreading the Xiaoxi group of the Cangxi Sha Cang, the red mud is printed and cooked. Drunk with fibres and double jade shoots, freckle. The snow wave splashed the gold sleeves, and the pine wind blew the jade. Wait for the micro-Gan back to the cheeks, and stay connected.

· The wind is blowing to the pillow, and the tulle is like a fog. After the spring bath, the flowers are raining, and the liquor is full of jade. I want to slip, I am slightly biased, but I am looking for a cream powder. The ice muscles are close to the heat, and the small fans are the most pitiful.

· 鹧鸪天鹊鹊桥河河流,Car wash, light rain, wet autumn. It’s not like long-term memories, once met once. The clouds are still quiet, the moon is hung, and the gold needles are dressed to look back. Only people should lean on the railings, and they would like to wash the building. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· 鹧鸪天尊酒 has more fun every year, and the bronze is still a few times. When he was a character, he must remember, and Li Taihe in the class of Yuxi. Annoying cui sleeves, put Jin He, and make a name for himself and sing. New to learn to grow up, write Huang Ting does not change the goose.

· The name of the day is in the Hugh season, and the flavor is even more erratic. Qionglin is not old-fashioned, and he uses Dansha to stay in the face. Spring is home, the wine is boasted, and the small peach branches are on the brocade. Next year, I want to live with Jun, and I have no way to enter the mountain.

· 鹧鸪天袅袅云梳晓髻 heap, 涓涓秋净眼波回. The old family lived in front of the Twelve Peaks. The quiet courtyard is quiet, the small peach opens, and Liu Lang comes back a few times. Dongfeng is easy to get through the clouds, and the flowers are passed down.

· The sky is warm and spring-like, and the chrysanthemum back is still dark. Who is here to plant flowers, it is the scent of the people. Autumn, the night is heavy, a singer and a singer. Jiao Chi should be fragrant Robbie, six only skirts dyed turmeric.

· When the day is a little bit blushing, the cool autumn air is full of screens. The leaves of the phoenix tree are three more rainy, and the sound of the leaves is different. Tune the treasure, dial the golden 猊, then sing the singer. Today, the wind and the west floor night, do not listen to the songs and tears. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· 鹧鸪天小少高高气, 黄花压帽醉醉. Now I’m looking at Huafa, and I’m so strong. Thousands of stacks, thousands of waves, and paid in time for Qin Yu. Next year, I will be asked by my health, and I will take a look at the autumn wind.

· Looking at the mountains all day long, I don’t want to think about it. When to get the Chongyang Day, drunk and look carefully. Drunk hat, leaning against the bar, accidentally carrying wine but a joy. Huang Ju is concerned about things, and it is a mistake to swear to the wine.

· I read the toothpick jade book in the day, I don’t know if there is a garden outside the door. If the order is not solved, the book will be in Shiqu. After the light rain, Xiao Hanchu, full of longevity and Bi Lin. Do not need to ask Jingzhou Road, then chase the front of the Yufu car.

· On the floor of the sky, there is a fine peach, don’t come to thank you for the wind. Wulingchun did not go anywhere, and Liu Lang went to the trail. The fragrance is small, the curtain is heavy, and everything happens to meet. The cloud was blown away by the wind, and it was a dream before seeing it.

· 鹧鸪天彩鹢 double flying snow waves, Chu songs turn to Green Yang Bay. The first day of the Sichuan Red Dragonfly, the Zhuhai Tower on both sides of the strait did not leave. The column is leaning against, the jade fluffy fiber, and the white group fan bottom silk shirt. I didn’t make a secret return to Qiu Shui. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· The scorpion flower is faded red and green, and the cold is still thin. The pond is rainy and sleepy, and the willow wind is light and small. After the person is gone, when the wine wakes up, the night window has a dream. The former person who cares about the matter asks, and the bottom of the flower is gone.

· The scenery of the Xixi Sha near the wax is half-rest, and the south branch does not move the northern branch. I don’t know how to be ashamed. Mo Feng does not pass the Peng Island letter, Du Fu empty office He Linqiu. You must have a stick to play in Liangzhou.

· Tunxi sand wants to drunk Jiang Meixing, waiting for the spring to wash the spring. Not shy but not shy. If God wants to teach flowers like snow, the guest will rather hate the autumn. Hehe is in Tizhou.

· Unexpected spring scenery in Tunxisha, Jiangmei did not move. The East is faint and jealous. Suspicion of wine is a dream, and the weather is like autumn. Call Chunyun Mengze Nanzhou.

· The water in the Tunxi sand water is not tied to the boat, so drunk to deep sleep and sleep. The tides are falling from year to year. One foot squid new work, half a smoky old rain coat. The temple is empty and has a picture. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· Suixi Shadu is suspected of falling upstairs in the autumn, and he has no emotions to look up. Yan Yan does not send a small silver hook. A little bit of love is like the sea, and I hate it like autumn. How can I live a lot of jealousy?

· The new jasper pot of the 浣溪沙醽醁, the water fine 钗袅绛 符. Wu Ji broke the calamus by hand. When the color cable is used, the new sleep will be taken, and the hyacinth scissors will be lifted. The mood is still like last year.

· The two moths in the school of Suixi Sha’s paintings have not been completed, and the clouds are new and green. Accompanied by people, laughter has been passionate. Flying squandering and squandering the courtyard, the dance sings Feng Feng Xiao Yuting. Yang Guan sang the sound of broken sausages.

· The Lijiang River ice flies on the fly, the golden wave is turning, the jade pot is green. The hood is still clear and dew. The white jade is tall, the water curtain is rolled, and the ten-mile pad is Qiongwu. Thousands of mountains are quiet, and the anger is sneezing. The night is long and the sky is high, the Milky Way is still diarrhea, and the cold waterfall is double waterfall. Where is the place here, it is difficult to buy the Pearl of the Pearl. Make people return, where is the Jinpao, who knows the source. Suguang is like a practice, and the sky is covered with cold jade.

· Yanjiang Yuechu Mountain is endless, watching the West to new, Shicheng Shuangyu. Immediately, the lace is warm, and I think about the Lantern Team. Bai Xue sings into a song, after Mo Zhen went, the past is empty. For a while, the wind is not reduced by the seniors. Wendao Mengze Nanzhou, the day high and early sleep, Yayi high meeting. When I go to the old, whoever reads me, the sky is green. When the southern geese return, the white head should be remembered. Send Jun Nanpu, ruthless empty hate the river. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· Bodhisattva is quite uncertain, and the sky is coming. A glimpse of the night, the water is like autumn. The flowers bloom and laugh, and the dark water flies. The fishing whistle is blowing, and the passengers don't know.

· Bodhisattva is quite smoky and foggy, and it is dark and shocked. According to Jiang Village, Yu Xiang immediately smelled. The bridges are rainy and windy, and there are countless others. Packing up the small window spring, the golden stove is deep.

· He congratulated the groom on his white head. Smile, Tianjia pay, Chujiang South Bank. There are countless spring hills outside the gate, only the scorpion is dyed. But imagine, red makeup is gone. Whoever remembers Xiangshan’s day affairs, who is wearing a green shirt and tears. Old songs, empty and grudges. The general did not return to the Han. Counting the merits, passing the only, the ancient words are full. Who seems to be old and old, full of clouds and 10,000 points. In this case, the old and the oblique river are not far away. I will treat you for the rest of my life, cut yellow flowers, and smash the yang. Jun is for me, resigning.

· Feeling the emperor's wreckage to hang on the saddle, the road is long and winding. He is alone in the cold. Under the water, I will be alone. The stars are empty, because of who. It is better to do a short fishing trip. Call the light gull to accompany the old man. Think about it, and look at people's brows. The world is a dream, when is it.

· Feeling the emperor's envy, picking up the peppers, and the years are awkward. The wax is burnt and dark. The small window is awake, and the dream is broken. The mountain spring is moving, returning to Cheng. God does not let go, people grow less. Wealth should be done early. This is long, I hope to win an old entertainment. If you are really a hundred years old, how much can you do. —— Zhou Zizhi Quotations

· I feel that Emperor Enjiang is on a mountain, and I live with me. Shanbei Shannan is coming and going. What is going on today, the eyes of the levy. Can be blown constantly, pear blossom rain. Thousands of miles of disgusting, heavy clouds. Fly down the court with the spoonbill. The purple scorpion hat, see the chapter typhoon. The old man should ask me where I am today.

· Where is the emperor's grace? It is a cloud, and there is no living. Who is going to go with the cloud? Chrysanthemum cup wine, chat for a long time. The towel should be wet and slanted. This is often hateful, and there is no way. Remember the lonely flying water heron. A smile again, and Liu Fei is a scum. Dreams are not flying, and you are free.

· The short wall of the beauty of the beauty of the beauty of the plum powder is fragrant, and the cut is cold and thin. Annoyingly known as who opened, but also with cold smoke and rain, do the media. Float and hate the spring, regardless of the flowers. Xiaochi Xiaoying makes cold sand, why is it like Yutai frog mirror, diagonal slanting.

· The beauty of the West Garden picks up the fragrance and dew, washing the South Xuan. I don’t think I’m sitting on a suitable fly, I’m afraid that the cold is close to the jade pot ice. The well flower floating green gold pot is small, after the early morning dream. The poet Weng does not return, not the green door can be transplanted.

· The beautiful people are fascinated by the wind and dust, and the snow is cold in the spring. The mountain city does not burn the lights during the cold night, when you see the bamboo fence, two Samsung. In the nine hurricane, the incense is fragrant, and there are ten dreams. Now relying on the hail alone, it is short, smashing, and not sleeping. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· The spring and autumn of the Han Palace is still deep, and the silver bed is cold and the wind is high. Juan Juan should also be me, shy to frost hair. The old age is exhausted, and the silver is cold and cold. In addition to the end, the grievances of life, paying Lisao for a while. The sad old man is a thousand miles away, ask where the glory is, and remember the future. Who is the tallest building, Yugui smoked. The south branch lingers, sighing this life, drifting to Jiangyan. It is necessary to make a more appointment.

· The river is full of rivers, the snow is full, and the wind is coming late. Empty hate, loose salt, not light. Miles can't fly in the sky, and the curtains are still shy. Asked to be late, who wants to paint Yusha, Hanjiang Li. The sky is faint, the day of the remnant, the waves are vast, and the cold force is added. Why is it like talking, the dance clothes are red and wet. Good to build up with the moon, and Mo teaches the first plum blossom. It is ready to be, a drunken cold palace, thousands of mountains and white.

· The fisherman’s arrogance has been circulated, and the chicken worm has lost much. The children's females are smiling. Can smile. He Changyu was short from him. A few degrees of autumn wind blowing dreams, Huaguxi people are old. Call the flat boat to return. Go back. A canopy pillows Qiu Jiangxiao.

· The fisherman’s proud moon is full of waves and the river is squatting. The fishing net Hengjiang lights are lively. Red photo. Distinguished from the red wall back to the horror. The wind and the clouds are like a sweep, and the dream is in Sanshan Island. What is the name of the world? From drunk.

· The fisherman is proud of the fact that the whale rider is far away, and the wind is still occupied by the clouds. The brocade is wrapped around the sword. Light flashes. Look at the world. Seeing that Heyang Huaman County, invited to be more mad. Fortunately, Xiao Man opened Xiaoyan. A small amount is required. Yutang is not late to know. ——Zhou Zizhi famous words

· The fisherman's proud road into the mountains of Yunyan, the rock flower drops the flower head is small. Aroma is blown by the west wind. Autumn is awkward. The sky has not yet been released. Who is the water, the South Flower is not good, and the victory is like Jin Ruiqi. Take time to smile. It must be early. Huanghua is even more cherished.

· The fisherman’s proud moon is black and cold, and the light is falling into the clear. Wake up the demon red night. If interested. I smiled and knew who would be. Dew and soft Ke Ke red pressure, shame seems to make people cry. The West Wind can't afford it. Empty winding. Who will spend the same year next year?

· Butterfly Love Flower is only sunny and rainy. Before the wind is rushing, the day is blowing. The swallows are not flying, and there are countless people in the court. Spring is going to go to the people. The red on the branch, can not bear to look up. If you stay in spring, you will be able to live with you.

· Drunken in the Yangtze River, the sky is thin, and the Jiangtou snow is like a Yanghua. The cold light is no matter what people are leaving. If you come, you can’t sleep. The return period has already been negative, and it is still floating in the spring. Who knows Xiao Han? Snow covered the west building, people are at the railings.

· Drunk and squatting at the side of the pool, and the evening is coming to the east. Life is not solved. It bloomed yesterday, and today the wind blows. Yang Hua is like a wandering, Chun Yun is more like a human being. Today, the letter was wrong. For a fly head, lightly bear the green hills. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Drunk and scented in the wind pool, the small red bridge under the lotus. Shaping water is as shallow as a mountain. On the water, where is the wind blowing. Nowadays, the new barn at the Dragon Boat Festival, the silk flower is weak. Life is only a reverence. Before Liu Lang, he was forced to pay.

· The drunken clouds are deep and wide, and the wind blows gold. The wine wakes up and does not remember the season. For the past 30 years, no one has said anything about the past. Floating life is like snow in the wind, and Tansha is a god. There is no rest in life and death in the world. Long companions are free, only the mountains are in the moon.

· Recalling that Wang Sunmei was born when he was born. Who is full of red and fallen flowers? The old year pool pavilion did not return, and it was the grass of this year. Think about thousands of miles in the township. The mountain is a total of water, when it is time. Du Fu only complained about the remnants of the spring, no matter what, people worry.

· The golden rain of Jinmen Gate is fine, and all the peaches and plums are opened. The dark curved bar is full of flowers, and the high sun people sleep. Green dipping small pool spring water, sand warm 鸳鸯 double play. Bo Xing has no books and a piece of paper.

· Linjiang Xianshui Yuanshan where to go, want to pedestrians like a lonely cloud. Very thin and slim, and willing to take the autumn water mirror, easy to divide with the king. I ask the pear blossoms to rain, for who is full of Qing Zun. A river is full of ecstasy. Pingbo reminds you of the shortness, and Xiaoli sends the dusk. ——Zhou Zizhi's famous sentence

· Lin Jiangxian remembers that Wuling met with each other for six years. Looking back, the stars are already stars. Who knows Jiang wine, but also with the old people. Iron horse red flag cold day, so that Jun still sent to the border town. Only squatting under the green. Should not be frosted late, look at poetry.

· The lips are swallowed and the wind is high. There are countless flowers on the small peach branches. In the depths of the chaotic stream, the land is full of red rain. Called spring, and sent back to spring. There is no thread, Liu Lang is in front, and empty time is coming.

· Point to the lips and humanity, how come there is in the world. Yu Zun has fallen, and there have been few people in the world. For forty years, I have been busy with troubles. Nowadays, everyone speaks and wins before the flowers.