"Apprenticeship"

On this day, the immortals went to court, and the medicine was thrown.

The sea of industry seeks its roots and chases the past, and Dongshan is then peached.

"Crying of Happiness"

Cheering for the donkey and crying for the horse, happiness is the same.

Or answer that thousands of miles are straight and wide, and the scene of the deep ditch is not heavy.

Listening to the Old Man Playing the Flute

The flute sounded in the distance, and the heart was full of old man.

Who can understand the thousand-year-old meaning, and the white-haired autumn wind surrounds the small building.

Pomegranate Blossom

Autumn dawns and blooms late, and the two trees compete for fragrant peonies.

The knot turned out to be a real fruit, and the crimson was not in vain to praise the face.

"Man Jerking off"

Sex starts with books and indulges in lust first, and the Orient changes its joy and new look.

It's rare to be beautiful and have long hair, and she jerks off in front of the screen.

"Impetuous Me"

The desire to stop is like a galloping horse, and reading is reluctant to dry the chest.

The emperor is ashamed of the king, but the folk are half-servants.

"For Students from a Certain Country"

In front of the eyes, I am a fake guard of the Ru Academy.

All kinds of Chinese are desirable, and Mo Dao is like offering the emperor.

"Poetry Road"

The road ahead still has to go backwards, and the Chinese book is a hundred generations and thousands of scrolls.

Today's grass creates a timely industry, pointing to the end of the road is more than enough.

Inspiration

Proud poems come and forget the book, don't worry about small things for the flower lonely.

In the park, the sun is light red and throws wild, and each palm returns to the wheel.

Pomegranate Blossom

It's not too much to find a teacher, and the more you go to the top of the building to make small teeth.

It's not that the usual flowers are wilting, but what happens in autumn everywhere.

"Duty Gate Number"

It is not shocking to be strange in front of people, and loneliness is from painting poetry.

The autumn wind does not move the green in the garden, and the scorching sun is new and sighing.

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Fu Zeng Mo Ruo's eyes are deep, and the sword is as fast as the mouth.

What spirit must help the world, only to teach the sun and the moon to change people.

"Half Jiesheng Lake and Sea Grass" is crying happily is being hit by hand, please wait a moment,

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