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"The wind sweeps the rivers and lakes and the rain dark village, and the sound of the four mountains makes the sea waves; The firewood in the stream is soft and warm, and I don't go out with the raccoon slaves; The stiff and lonely village does not mourn itself, and Shang Si is the national military wheel; Lying down at night and listening to the wind and rain, the iron horse and the glacier fall into a dream;

The black clouds turned over the ink and did not cover the mountains, and the white rain jumped into the boat. The wind blows and blows away, and the water under the lake is like the sky. ”

The wind was blowing, the rain was falling, and the droplets of water flying in the air slowly fell, dousing the flames.

"The miasma is early in wind and frost, and the warm weather is urgent.

There is no snow in the poor winter, and the thunder has been heard in the first month.

The stinging insects and snakes came out, and the dead grass and trees opened.

The vacant guests are still like cold ash.

The northeast spring breeze is coming, and the rain is coming. The yellow first becomes willow, and the point is early to startle the plum. The tree is hanging in the library, and the smoke is used as a platform. The river fish has not been frozen, and the river stings have heard thunder. The beauty dreams of the night, and the golden screen can't be opened. If you don't have a chance to speak, you can drink the cup of ten thousand years.

The mountains are burning with great drought, and there is no rain in dense clouds. The miasma in the south suffers from this agricultural work. There will be dancing in the seal, and drums will be beaten in the gorge. The real dragon is lonely, and the earth stalk is empty. Calling for public and private diseases, and not making up for the lack of taxes. Therefore, the old man cries on his back, and the sores are counted to whom. Violent or pre-heard, whip witch is not ancient. Please be the first to be armoured, and punish the master. All nations but all industries, one thing is taken from all. There are many droughts, and Yao Tang is free to see it. The heavens are full of gold and stones, and the group of thieves and tigers are chaotic. There is one end of the two, and the sorrow is not healed. Last night, Yin Qiqi thundered, and the wind passed through Qi Wan's crossbow. The haze is dispersed, and the gods and spirits gather. The stomach melts, and the sweat stains the clothes. I am clumsy and clumsy, and I am disappointed.

Wuxia moves in the middle of the night, and the Cangjiang River thunders in October.

The dragon and snake do not sting, and the heaven and earth are fought back.

But the empty mountain passed, and the deep cliff came.

Why be jealous of the clouds and rain, the thunderbolt Chu Wangtai.

You don't see, the winter moon thunder, hidden deep in the nine undergrounds, silent as cold ashes. The leaves and trees have been taken off, and the stupid insects are fighting for the blanks. The ice and snow are gone, and the wind shakes the sky and the handle returns. The thunder came out of the ground, and Yin Yin seemed to be in spring. The fish dragon vibrated his fin and woke up from his sleep, and Tao Li smiled and smiled. The old farmer is happy to dance, and he knows who to urge when he lifts the mud and grass. But the women do not understand things, and hide the baby in the deep house. I have heard that yin and yang have constants, and non-time movement and stillness are all. No one reported Ah Xiangdao, and when the time came, how could Lao Qing push it. ”

Thunder and lightning flashed, thunder roared, and several lightning bolts slashed straight down, hitting Mo Ruofeng.

"Go to the west to the sky, quit home and see the moon twice. I don't know where to stay tonight, and Pingsha is uninhabited.

The bicycle wants to ask the side, and the subject country lives extends. Zheng Peng out of Hanse, return to the wild goose into Hu Tian. The desert is lonely, and the sun sets over the long river. Xiao Guan waited to ride, and he was all protected by Yan Ran.

The vast desert is endless, and the lonely city is empty on all sides. The horses are on the moraine, and the sun is falling in the sand. Forcing people to move their tents, when the river trees are windy. Outside the river, I know how to go straight to Kongtong.

Mountains and ravines go to Jingmen, and there is still a village for the Ming concubine. As soon as I went to the Zitai Lianshuo Desert, I left the green mound alone to dusk. Draw a picture to understand the spring breeze side, and return to the night moon soul in the sky. For thousands of years, the pipa has been used as nonsense, and it is clear that the resentment is in the song.

Blowing the horn moves pedestrians, and noisy pedestrians rise.

The horses were neighing and fighting to cross the Yellow River. The desert at dusk, the sound of war is in the smoke and dust. It is the neck of the famous king, and he returns to report to the Son of Heaven.

Qinghai Changyun dark snow mountain, lonely city looking at Yumen Pass. The yellow sand wears gold armor in a hundred battles, and Loulan will not be returned if it is not broken.

The desert sand is like snow, and the moon is like a hook. How to be a golden brain, walk quickly and step on Qingqiu. ”

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To be continued