Last night, how many inches was the redness, and how much was the injury?
? The dim light and lonely shadow, the flowing fragrance dimly promises-
Most of all, when the flowers fall, the water flows, and the spring goes away again,
Perseveringly shocked the mountains and rain! -
? Tonight is a dream and another city, and the thread of desire and passion, if it is not for the chaos of Yingying. -
In the Ming Dynasty, yellow flowers were all over the ground, Hong Yilei picked it up, and the green mound was the most unintentional-
Ask Jun, who is the heavy makeup for, and who is the bright makeup for?-
Ask Jun Yaotiao who do you want to send, and who do you want when you are shy?-
Just like the fallen flowers in the world of mortals, the flowing water follows the spring-
? In this life, there is only one climax, and there are several clusters when the curtain ends,-
? Qingfeng Tianya, broken halberd sinks into the sand-
? Drunk eyed rain pours into the pond and the waves rise again,-
Leaning on the window and dreaming of wind and rain-
?Swinging the whip one station after another, the shadows of the shadows are indistinct, but the dust rises again-
?The most lonely time at dusk, with misty waves and water, I recall "Xizhou Song" again-
Ask Jun who the red sleeves are dancing for, and who will caress the beauty?-
Ask Jun, who gave birth to white hair, and whose muddy tears are muddy?-
Just like the rainy night soaking the flowers in the pond, lifting up a few strands of hair-
? For whom are the thousands of tent lamps in the world of mortals on and for whom are they dimming?-
Don't you see the delicate thread in your hand, the embroidery takes off and the flowers are scattered;-
Don't you see that a needle can lead to youth, and the face of the cloud temples is chaotic-
Birui stands upright on the mountain, and weeping orchids lean against the beautiful wall-
Thinking of needles and resentment of thread embroidery, he flies together-
Today lovesickness is like a river of tears, and the love is hard to end-
Ming Xiao laughed and talked about the world of Sichuan embroidery, the most infatuated;-
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