"I don't know what nonsense you're talking about, let me cut you off, you won't be able to say this. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info "The source of evil can be said to be extremely angry at the moment.

"It's not funny at all, you should learn from the literati." The young man said.

"You give me a little serious, otherwise I won't be able to defeat you if I win for a while." The source of evil roars.

It's really a strange thing, and the evil lamp will say that it is invincible. "Really? You still think you can beat me, I have basically seen through all of your martial arts. The eyes of the young man of the underworld power flashed for a moment, and the aura of subordination came out, forcing the evil origin to be weak for a while.

"Don't be presumptuous, damn it, my current strength has only returned to about thirty-three percent, plus twenty percent of the Dark Enchantment, I am only about fifty-three percent of the power I had in my heyday, and the speed at which the Dark Enchantment absorbs the power of the Dark is really getting slower and slower." The young man looked at the evil source that was lost in thought and said, "What's wrong with you? What are you thinking? Thinking so fascinated? ”

"What I'm thinking about is fundamentally none of your business, since the Blood Flame Thousand Spirits Spirit Kill of the Demon Dao Slash Technique can't deal with you, withdraw." The Evil Origin removed the Demon Dao Slash Blood Flame Thousand Spirits Kill, and a strange light flashed in his eyes.

"What a weird light? Could it be that he has any super powerful moves that he hasn't used yet? The young man said in his heart.

"Demon Dao Slash Technique: Thousand Kills." The source of evil said coldly.

"A thousand kills? The upper-level swordsmanship in the Demon Dao Slash Technique? It's not easy to deal with. The young man said in his heart, covering his body with pure energy.

"Ha, ha, pure energy?" A monster appeared in the midst of a thousand kills.

"Is there such a monster among a thousand kills? It's a really interesting thing to do. The young man said.

"Little child, in the face of the thousand killings that live with me, you have no fear at all?" Thousands of people killed Leng said.

Thousands of people killed, just listen to the name to know how strong it is, at least a thousand masters died under his hands.

"Fear? Joke? Why should I have it? The young man said coldly.

Just as the young man of the underworld was dying in the battle with the thousand people of the evil origin, the captain of the Laughing War Cloud Legion found the poetic bounty hunter again.

"Poetry again? Okay, I'll publish a poem by Zhou Nan, one of the fifteen national styles

Guan Guan Sui dove, in the state of the river, fair lady, gentleman. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning.

My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano.

Jagged wattle, left and right.

My Fair Lady, bells and drums. When the poetic bounty hunter finished speaking, he sighed helplessly.

Meaning:

Guanguan chirping water birds,

Inhabits a sandbar in the middle of the river.

Kind and beautiful girl,

A good spouse for a good man.

Wattles of uneven length,

The girl went left and right to pick.

Kind and beautiful girl,

I wake up and dream about her.

The pursuit of longing is unattainable,

Waking up dreaming Sauvignon Blanc.

Leisurely thoughts and affection,

Tossing and turning makes it hard to sleep.

Wattles of uneven length,

The girl went left and right to pick.

Kind and beautiful girl,

Playing the piano and drums to get close to her.

Wattles of uneven length,

The girl went left and right to pick it up.

Kind and beautiful girl,

Ring bells and drums to please her.

"Good poem, I will publish a poem of the Emperor Cao Pi of Wei Yan Gexing.

The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool,

The grass and trees are shaken and the dew is frosted,

The swallows resigned and returned to the south.

Thinking of the gentleman and the guest is broken,

Thinking of returning to my hometown,

Why don't you drown and send it to others?

The concubine guards the empty house,

I can't forget when I think about you,

I don't feel tears staining my clothes.

Aiding the piano and strings to send the Qing merchants,

Tanka can't be long.

The moon shines on my bed,

Xinghan flows westward at night.

Morning glory and weaver girl look at each other from afar,

Why should you live up to the river beam? Said with a smirk.

Meaning: the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the grass and trees are falling, and the white dew is frosty.

The swallows resigned, and the swans flew south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and my liver and intestines are broken.

Thinking about rushing and missing my hometown. Why did you drown in others.

The concubine is lonely and empty in the boudoir, and when she is sad, she misses the gentleman, I can't forget it. Before I knew it, tears were falling and my clothes were wet.

took the guqin, plucked the strings, but let out a trace of complaint. The tanka groaned softly, as if it was interrupted and broken.

The bright moonlight shone on my empty bed, and the stars flowed westward, and I was worried about the long night.

Morning Glory and Weaver Girl, look at each other from afar, what are your sins, blocked by the heavenly river

"Yan Ge is okay? Then I'll say a poem by his brother and send it to Ying

It is difficult to get it in the Qing Dynasty, and Jiahui is not constant.

There is no end in heaven and earth, and human life is like frost.

I am willing to show my friend's prescription.

Intimate and set to send, put wine in this Heyang.

Isn't it the only one who feeds it? The drinks are endless.

Love is bitter and deep, is it worthy of the intestines?

The mountains and rivers are far away, don't promote the long life.

Willing to be a winged bird, Shi Xi soars high.

Step up to the north and look at Luoyang Mountain.

Luoyang is lonely, and the palace is burned.

The walls were all shattered, and the thorns were towering to the sky.

I don't see the old and the old, but I see the new youth.

There is no action on the side, and the wilderness is not restored.

The wanderer has not returned for a long time, and he does not know strangers and strangers.

Nakano He is depressed, thousands of miles uninhabited.

Thinking of my life, I can't speak. Said the poetic bounty hunter.

Meaning: step by step climb the slope of Beibi Mountain, and see the mountains around Luoyang from afar.

Luoyang City seems so lonely, the former palaces have all been burned.

Everywhere you can see are ruins and broken walls, and the thorns seem to be in harmony with the sky.

I can't find the old people anymore, all I see are young men.

If you can't find a path when you step on the ground, who will plow the barren land!

The wanderer has not returned for many years, and he can no longer recognize the staggered strangers.

How depressed the wilderness is, and there are no people for thousands of miles.

Thinking of the people who live together on weekdays, I was so sad that I didn't have a word.

"The Liangzhou word of Jingyun.

Wine Luminous Glass,

If you want to drink the pipa, urge immediately.

Drunk and lying on the battlefield, Jun Mo smiled,

How many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" Said with a smirk.

Meaning:

The wine filled my precious glass, and as I was about to drink it, the lute would sound incessantly, as if urging me to hurry up and fight. I am drunk on the battlefield, please don't laugh, because from ancient times to the present, how many of the people who went to the battlefield have returned safely?

"In the eleventh year of Kaiyuan, Bianzhou Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower

In the past, people have taken the yellow crane to go, and the yellow crane tower is vacant here. The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island. Where is the sunset township, and the Yanbo River makes people worried. Said the poetic bounty hunter.

"Zhang Xu Peach Blossom Creek.

The faint flying bridge is separated by smoke, and the fishing boat is asked on the west side of the rock.

The peach blossoms flow with the water all day long, where is the hole in the clear stream? Said with a smirk.

Let's not watch the poetry of the Captain of the Laughing Brigade and the poetic bounty hunter fight each other, let's watch the young man of the underworld face the source of evil and the thousand kills he created. "Boy, what a big breath, do you know that I killed a thousand people, but I killed at least a thousand masters, and besides, I am not a summon, like me, I also have thoughts in my moves, which can be said to be extremely small." Thousands of people killed Leng said.

"Really? I don't care about this, I've been in the face of countless evil people like you for many years, I've never been afraid, as long as I have the slightest fear, I will die immediately. The young man said earnestly.

On the other hand.

Yin smiled and said: "Make it to the plug Wang Wei."

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. ”

It means that the light car is to inspect the frontier, and the place to go is far away from Juyan.

Like fluffy grass floating out of Hanse, like a wild goose flying into Hutian.

In the desert, the lonely smoke rises up, and the sunset is full on the edge of the Yellow River.

Walking to Xiaoguan coincided with waiting for the ride, and Du Hu was on the front line of Yanran

The poetic bounty hunter said: "The road is difficult, Li Taibai."

You don't see the lonely goose outside, and the sour hiss is more and more.

The empty city guest is heartbroken, and the boudoir is angry.

Under the frost night, the floating clouds interrupted the bright moon.

Night and night are far away, and they look forward to love every year.

Send me the bronze mirror in the box, and the Chinese people will remove the gray hair.

It is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk, and I heard the Han envoy in Nancheng at night, which made me cry and remember Chang'an

The golden bottle sake bucket is ten thousand 1, and the jade plate is shy and straight 10,000 money.

I can't eat when I stop the cup and throw the spoon, and I am at a loss when I draw my sword and look around!

If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang.

Idle fishing on Bixi 3, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun.

It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now?

There will be times when the wind and waves will break 4, and the clouds will sail into the sea.

The avenue is like a blue sky, and I can't go out alone.

Shame on the children of the Chang'an Society, the red chicken and the white pheasant bet on the pear chestnut.

Playing the sword and singing the bitter sound, the king is not satisfied.

Huaiyin laughed at Han Xin, and the Han Dynasty was jealous of Jia Sheng.

You don't see the Yan family in the past, Guo Kui, and there is no suspicion of supporting the festival.

The drama Xin Leyi is grateful, and the liver is dissected to serve the talents.

King Zhao's white bones linger in the grass, who sweeps the golden platform more?

It's hard to walk, come back!

There are ears that don't wash Yingchuan water 5, and there are mouths that don't eat Shouyang fern 6.

With light and mixed world, you are nameless 7, why use the lonely height to compare the clouds and the moon?

I have seen the sages of ancient times, and they have all died without retreating8.

Zixu abandoned Wujiang on the 9, and Qu Yuan finally threw himself into the Hunan waterfront.

How can Lu Ji protect himself10? Lees's tax is not too early to drive 11.

Can the Huating crane be heard? Shangcai Goshawk He Zudao 12?

You don't see Wuzhong Zhang Han called Dasheng, and the autumn wind suddenly recalls the eastward journey of the river.

And a glass of wine before his death, why should he be famous for a thousand years after his death13?

There is also Midnight Wu Ge.

Midnight Wu Song Spring Song

Qindi Luo is a woman, picking mulberry and green water.

On the green strips of the plain hands, the red makeup is fresh and the day is fresh.

The silkworm is hungry and the concubine wants to go, and the five horses are not even reinstated.

Midnight Wu Ge Summer Song

Three hundred miles of mirror lake, lotus flowers.

In May, Xi Shi Cai, people look at the narrow.

Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang's house.

Midnight Wu Song Autumn Song

Chang'an is a month, and thousands of households pound clothes.

The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship.

He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition.

Midnight Wu Song, Winter Song

The Ming Dynasty envoy sent a robe overnight.

It's cold to draw a needle without a hand, and it's like a pair of scissors.

The tailor sent it to Lintao, how many days will it take to arrive? ”

Yin smiled and said: "Wang Ling's Wen Wang Changling is marked here in Qianlong

The poplar flowers are gone, and the birds are crying incessantly,

I heard that you have been demoted, and you have been demoted to the dragon standard, and you have to pass through Chenxi, Xixi, Wuxi, Wuxi and Yuanxi along the way;

Let me entrust my sorrow for you to the bright moon in heaven,

With the gentleman, you go all the way to the west of that night! ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Look at the gate of the Heavenly Mountain."

The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River opens,

The blue water flows eastward to this point.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other,

A lonely sail comes by the edge of the sun."

Yin smiled and said: "Meet the Beijing envoy."

The old garden looks at the east of the road is long, and the tears of the two-sleeved dragon bell are not dry.

Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Chuzhou West Stream."

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees. The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. ”

said with a sneer: "Lu Lun's plug is a song."

The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night.

Ping Ming looked for the white feather and sank into the stone ridge. The moon black geese flew high, and fled in the night.

If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Zhang Zhihe's fishing song."

The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow and the mandarin fish is fat. Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Move left to Languan to show your nephew Sun Xiang."

A dynasty plays nine heavens, and the sunset drops Chaozhou Road eight thousand.

If you want to eliminate the evils for Shengming, you are willing to decay and cherish the last years!

Where is Yunheng Qinling's home? The snow hugs the blue pass, and the horse does not move forward.

Knowing that you are far away, you should have an intention, so as to collect my bones and miasma riverside. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Lotte Yangzhou first met at the banquet.

Bashan Chushui was desolate, and he was abandoned for twenty-three years.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside turns over like a rotten Ke person.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Spring trip to Qiantang Lake."

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Twilight River Yin."

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red. Pity the third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Li Shen's pity for the farmer's poems."

Plant a grain of millet in spring,

Autumn harvest of 10,000 seeds.

There is no idle field in the four seas,

The farmer starved to death. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Pity the Farmer Poems."

The ground floor of the summer resort is cool,

Sweat like soup when you eat.

The whole country is obviously too hot,

Midsummer is the busiest farming.

Pity the Jin Ji hoe corn,

It is more painful to plant rice seedlings in Hubei and Anhui.

Growing up in the countryside knows the bitterness,

Remember that there is no bath and mud is dirty.

The sun is scorching in the middle of summer in the northland,

How does Nanguo spend time?

The farmer is embarrassed by the grain and grain,

and the sweat will not flow in the field.

There is greed and tax heaviness,

No shower at night.

I shake a big pen in the house,

I can't bear to enjoy the coolness alone. ”

Yin smiled and said: "The night rain is sent to the north."

Jun asked that the return date was not scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan rose in the autumn pool.

He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Dream Jiangnan.

The embers fell, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiaoxiao. Human-language post side bridge.

The embers fell, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiao Xiao. Human-language post side bridge. This poem is written in a dream, and the feelings are profound. The two sentences of "Lan Ash" write about the late night scene in the boudoir, the candles have fallen, the screen painting has been accompanied, and people have gradually fallen into a dream. The word "idle dream" runs straight to the end, dreaming of Jiangnan plum ripeness, dreaming of night rain flute, dreaming of the side of the station, the scene is realistic, and the joy is undiminished. However, today's empty dreams of the joy of the year, and today's misery, are free to speak"

Yin smiled and said, "Spring resentment."

Playing the yellow warbler, Mo Jiao cried on the branches. When crying, the concubine dreamed, and did not get Liaoxi 1. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Book Lake Yin Mr. Wall."

The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss,

Flowers and trees are planted by hand.

A water field will be green,

The two mountains are lined up and sent to the green. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Question Xilinbi."

Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Water tunes the song head."

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is unbearable, and I dance to find out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Yin smiled and said, "Shi'er."

The dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sorrow is not the same as Kyushu. Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Crossing the Zero Ocean."

Hard work is encountered, once the fight is few, the surrounding stars, mountains and rivers are broken, the wind throws the flocculent, the life experience is drifting, the emperor is afraid of the beach, and the emperor is afraid of Ding Yang, sighing and Ding Ding's life since ancient times, who has not died, leaving Dan and taking care of Han Qing. ”

Yin smiled and said, "Don't be in the clouds."

Three years of detention (ji) travelers, today and the south crown. Infinite rivers and mountains tears, who says that the world is wide. It is known that the spring road is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to his hometown. On the day of the return of perseverance, the spirit flag looks in the sky. ”

Chapter 482 is over, please see the next time.

"I don't know what nonsense you're talking about, let me cut you off, you won't be able to say this." The source of evil is now extremely angry. "It's not funny at all, you should learn from the literati." The young man said. "You give me a little serious, otherwise I won't be able to defeat you if I win for a while." The source of evil roars. It's really a strange thing, and the evil lamp will say that it is invincible. "Really? You still think you can beat me, I have basically seen through all of your martial arts. "The eyes of the young man of the underworld flashed for a moment, and the aura of subordination came out, forcing the evil origin to be weak for a while." Don't be presumptuous, damn it, my current strength has only returned to about thirty-three percent, plus twenty percent of the Dark Enchantment, I am only about fifty-three percent of the power I had in my heyday, and the speed at which the Dark Enchantment absorbs the power of the Dark is really getting slower and slower. The young man looked at the evil source that was lost in thought and said, "What's wrong with you?" What are you thinking? Thinking so fascinated? "What I'm thinking about is fundamentally none of your business, since the Blood Flame Thousand Spirits Killing of the Demon Dao Slash Technique can't deal with you, withdraw." The Evil Origin removed the Demon Dao Slash Blood Flame Thousand Spirits Kill, and a strange light flashed in his eyes. "What a weird light? Could it be that he has any super powerful moves that he hasn't used yet? The young man said in his heart. The Demon Dao Slash Technique kills thousands of people. "The source of evil said coldly." Thousands killed? The upper-level swordsmanship in the Demon Dao Slash Technique? It's not easy to deal with. The young man said in his heart, covering his body with pure energy. Ha, ha, pure energy? "A monster appeared out of the thousands of killings." Is there such a monster among the thousands of people killed? It's a really interesting thing to do. The young man said. Little child, in the face of the thousand killings of my people, you have no fear at all? "Thousands of people killed Leng said. Thousands of people killed, just listen to the name to know how strong it is, at least a thousand masters died under his hands. "Fear? Joke? Why should I have it? The young man said coldly. Just as the young man of the underworld was dying in the battle with the thousand people of the evil origin, the captain of the Laughing War Cloud Legion found the poetic bounty hunter again. "Poetry again? Okay, I will publish a poem by Zhou Nan, one of the fifteen national winds, Guan Suiguan Guan Sui, in the state of the river, my fair lady, the gentleman is good. Jagged wattles, left and right flowing. My Fair Lady, I covet it. I can't ask for it, but I can't think about it. Leisurely, tossing and turning. My Fair Lady, Friends of the Piano. Jagged wattle, left and right. My Fair Lady, bells and drums. When the poetic bounty hunter finished speaking, he sighed helplessly. Meaning: Guanguan chirping waterfowl, inhabiting the sandbar in the river. A kind and beautiful girl, a good spouse of a good man. The water chestnuts of uneven length, the girl went left and right to pick them. A kind and beautiful girl, I wake up and dream about her. The pursuit of longing is unobtainable, and waking up to dream of Sauvignon Blanc. You miss your affection, and it is difficult to fall asleep over and over. The water chestnuts of uneven length, the girl went left and right to pick them. A kind and beautiful girl, playing the piano and drums to get close to her. The girl picked the uneven length of the vessel, left and right. A kind and beautiful girl, ring the bell and beat the drum to please her. "Good poem, I will publish a poem of the Emperor Cao Pi of Wei Yan Gexing. The autumn wind is bleak and the weather is cool, the grass and trees shake and the dew is frost, and the swallows return to the south of the bird. Thinking of the gentleman and the guest, thinking of returning to the hometown, why should you drown and send it to others? The cheap concubine kept the empty room, and she couldn't forget when she came to think of her, and she didn't feel tears staining her clothes. The strings of the piano are cleared, and the short song cannot be long. The bright moon shines on my bed, and the stars and Han flow west at night. Morning glory and weaver girls look at each other from afar, why should you live up to the river beam? Said with a smirk. Meaning: the autumn wind is bleak, the weather is cold, the grass and trees are falling, and the white dew is frosty. The swallows resigned, and the swans flew south. I miss my lover who travels far away, and my liver and intestines are broken. Thinking about rushing and missing my hometown. Why did you drown in others. The concubine is lonely and empty in the boudoir, and when she is sad, she misses the gentleman, I can't forget it. Before I knew it, tears were falling and my clothes were wet. took the guqin, plucked the strings, but let out a trace of complaint. The tanka groaned softly, as if it was interrupted and broken. The bright moonlight shone on my empty bed, and the stars flowed westward, and I was worried about the long night. Morning Glory and Weaver Girl, looking at each other from afar, what are your sins, being blocked by Tianhe, "Yan Ge Xing?" Then I will say that a poem by his younger brother is rare to get when it is sent to Ying's Qing Dynasty, and Jiahui is not permanent. There is no end in heaven and earth, and human life is like frost. I am willing to show my friend's prescription. Intimate and set to send, put wine in this Heyang. Isn't it the only one who feeds it? The drinks are endless. Love is bitter and deep, is it worthy of the intestines? The mountains and rivers are far away, don't promote the long life. Willing to be a winged bird, Shi Xi soars high. Step up to the north and look at Luoyang Mountain. Luoyang is lonely, and the palace is burned. The walls were all shattered, and the thorns were towering to the sky. I don't see the old and the old, but I see the new youth. There is no action on the side, and the wilderness is not restored. The wanderer has not returned for a long time, and he does not know strangers and strangers. Nakano He is depressed, thousands of miles uninhabited. Thinking of my life, I can't speak. Said the poetic bounty hunter. Meaning: step by step climb the slope of Beibi Mountain, and see the mountains around Luoyang from afar. Luoyang City seems so lonely, the former palaces have all been burned. Everywhere you can see are ruins and broken walls, and the thorns seem to be in harmony with the sky. I can't find the old people anymore, all I see are young men. If you can't find a path when you step on the ground, who will plow the barren land! The wanderer has not returned for many years, and he can no longer recognize the staggered strangers. How depressed the wilderness is, and there are no people for thousands of miles. Thinking of the people who live together on weekdays, I was so sad that I didn't have a word. "The Liangzhou word of Jingyun. Grape wine luminous glass, want to drink pipa immediately urge. Drunk and lying on the battlefield, how many people have come back to fight in ancient times?" Said with a smirk. Meaning: The wine is poured into the luxurious wine glass, and when I am about to drink it, the lute will sound incessantly, as if urging me to hurry up and fight. I am drunk on the battlefield, please don't laugh, because from ancient times to the present, how many of the people who went to the battlefield have returned safely? "In the eleventh year of Kaiyuan, the people of Bianzhou Cui Hao Yellow Crane Tower have taken the Yellow Crane to go, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here. The yellow crane is gone, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years. Qingchuan calendar Hanyang tree, fragrant grass and parrot island. Where is the sunset township, and the Yanbo River makes people worried. Said the poetic bounty hunter. Zhang Xu Peach Blossom Creek. The faint flying bridge is separated by smoke, and the fishing boat is asked on the west side of the rock. The peach blossoms flow with the water all day long, where is the hole in the clear stream? Said with a smirk. Let's not watch the poetry of the Captain of the Laughing Brigade and the poetic bounty hunter fight each other, let's watch the young man of the underworld face the source of evil and the thousand kills he created. "Boy, what a big breath, do you know that I killed a thousand people, but I killed at least a thousand masters, and besides, I am not a summon, like me, I also have thoughts in my moves, which can be said to be extremely small." Thousands of people killed Leng said. "Really? I don't care about this, I've been in the face of countless evil people like you for many years, I've never been afraid, as long as I have the slightest fear, I will die immediately. The young man said earnestly. On the other hand. Yin smiled and said: "Make it to the plug Wang Wei." 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. It means that the light car Jane wants to inspect the frontier, and the place he wants to go is far away from Juyan. Like fluffy grass floating out of Hanse, like a wild goose flying into Hutian. In the desert, the lonely smoke rises up, and the sunset is full on the edge of the Yellow River. Walking to Xiaoguan coincided with waiting for the ride, Du Hu was on the front line of Yanran's poetic bounty hunter and said: "It's difficult to walk, Li Taibai." You don't see the lonely goose outside, and the sour hiss is more and more. The empty city guest is heartbroken, and the boudoir is angry. Under the frost night, the floating clouds interrupted the bright moon. Night and night are far away, and they look forward to love every year. Send me the bronze mirror in the box, and the Chinese people will remove the gray hair. It is difficult to walk, it is difficult to walk, and I heard the Han envoy in Nancheng at night, which made me cry and remember the Chang'an Golden Bottle Sake Bucket Ten Thousand 1, and the Jade Pan Zhen Shame Ten Thousand Qian 2. I can't eat when I stop the cup and throw the spoon, and I am at a loss when I draw my sword and look around! If you want to cross the Yellow River and ice congestion river, you will climb the snow-filled mountains of Taihang. Idle fishing on Bixi 3, suddenly take a boat to dream of the sun. It's hard to walk! It's hard to walk! Many divergent roads, where are you now? There will be times when the wind and waves will break 4, and the clouds will sail into the sea. The avenue is like a blue sky, and I can't go out alone. Shame on the children of the Chang'an Society, the red chicken and the white pheasant bet on the pear chestnut. Playing the sword and singing the bitter sound, the king is not satisfied. Huaiyin laughed at Han Xin, and the Han Dynasty was jealous of Jia Sheng. You don't see the Yan family in the past, Guo Kui, and there is no suspicion of supporting the festival. The drama Xin Leyi is grateful, and the liver is dissected to serve the talents. King Zhao's white bones linger in the grass, who sweeps the golden platform more? It's hard to walk, come back! There are ears that don't wash Yingchuan water 5, and there are mouths that don't eat Shouyang fern 6. With light and mixed world, you are nameless 7, why use the lonely height to compare the clouds and the moon? I have seen the sages of ancient times, and they have all died without retreating8. Zixu abandoned Wujiang on the 9, and Qu Yuan finally threw himself into the Hunan waterfront. How can Lu Ji protect himself10? Lees's tax is not too early to drive 11. Can the Huating crane be heard? Shangcai Goshawk He Zudao 12? You don't see Wuzhong Zhang Han called Dasheng, and the autumn wind suddenly recalls the eastward journey of the river. And a glass of wine before his death, why should he be famous for a thousand years after his death13? There is also Midnight Wu Ge. Midnight Wu Ge Spring Song Qin Di Luo Fu Woman, Picking Mulberry Green Waterside. On the green strips of the plain hands, the red makeup is fresh and the day is fresh. The silkworm is hungry and the concubine wants to go, and the five horses are not even reinstated. Three hundred miles of Wuge and Xia Ge Mirror Lake in the middle of the night, lotus flowers. In May, Xi Shi Cai, people look at the narrow. Return to the boat without waiting for the moon, and return to the Yue Wang's house. In the middle of the night, Wu Ge and Autumn Song Chang'an were a month, and thousands of households pounded their clothes. The autumn wind blows endlessly, and it is always a jade relationship. He Riping Hulu, the beloved man went on an expedition. Midnight Wu Ge and Winter Song Ming Dynasty envoys, one night to recruit robes. It's cold to draw a needle without a hand, and it's like a pair of scissors. The tailor sent it to Lintao, how many days will it take to arrive? Yin smiled and said: "Wang Ling's hearing that Wang Changling has sent this poplar flower in Qianlong, and the birds of Zigui are crying non-stop.

I heard that you have been demoted, and you have been demoted to the dragon standard, and you have to pass through Chenxi, Xixi, Wuxi, Wuxi and Yuanxi along the way;

Let me entrust my sorrow for you to the bright moon in heaven,

With the gentleman, you go all the way to the west of that night! ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Look at the gate of the Heavenly Mountain."

The gate of heaven is interrupted and the Chu River opens,

The blue water flows eastward to this point.

The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite each other,

A lonely sail comes by the edge of the sun."

Yin smiled and said: "Meet the Beijing envoy."

The old garden looks at the east of the road is long, and the tears of the two-sleeved dragon bell are not dry.

Immediately meet without paper and pen, and report peace with the words of the king. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Chuzhou West Stream."

The lonely grass stream grows on the side, and there are yellow orioles singing deep trees. The spring tide brings rain and comes in a hurry, and the wild ferry is unmanned and self-controlled. ”

said with a sneer: "Lu Lun's plug is a song."

The forest is dark and the grass is frightened, and the general draws the bow at night.

Ping Ming looked for the white feather and sank into the stone ridge. The moon black geese flew high, and fled in the night.

If you want to chase away the light horsemen, the snow is full of bows and knives. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Zhang Zhihe's fishing song."

The egret flies in front of the Xisai Mountain, and the peach blossoms flow and the mandarin fish is fat. Green hats, green clothes, slanting wind and drizzle do not need to return. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Move left to Languan to show your nephew Sun Xiang."

A dynasty plays nine heavens, and the sunset drops Chaozhou Road eight thousand.

If you want to eliminate the evils for Shengming, you are willing to decay and cherish the last years!

Where is Yunheng Qinling's home? The snow hugs the blue pass, and the horse does not move forward.

Knowing that you are far away, you should have an intention, so as to collect my bones and miasma riverside. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Lotte Yangzhou first met at the banquet.

Bashan Chushui was desolate, and he was abandoned for twenty-three years.

The nostalgic empty chant hears the flute, and the countryside turns over like a rotten Ke person.

Thousands of sails passed by the side of the sinking boat, and ten thousand trees were spring in front of the sick tree.

Listen to the song of Jun today, and temporarily rely on the spirit of a glass of wine. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Spring trip to Qiantang Lake."

Gushan Temple is in the west of Jia Ting, and the water surface is low at the beginning of the clouds. Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and whose new swallows peck the spring mud. The flowers are gradually charming to the eye, and the asakusa can have no horseshoe. The favorite lake is not enough to go east, and the white sand embankment in the green poplar shade. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Twilight River Yin."

A remnant sun spreads in the water, half of the river is sorrowful and half of the river is red. Pity the third night of the first month of September, the dew is like a real pearl and the moon is like a bow. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Li Shen's pity for the farmer's poems."

Plant a grain of millet in spring,

Autumn harvest of 10,000 seeds.

There is no idle field in the four seas,

The farmer starved to death. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Pity the Farmer Poems."

The ground floor of the summer resort is cool,

Sweat like soup when you eat.

The whole country is obviously too hot,

Midsummer is the busiest farming.

Pity the Jin Ji hoe corn,

It is more painful to plant rice seedlings in Hubei and Anhui.

Growing up in the countryside knows the bitterness,

Remember that there is no bath and mud is dirty.

The sun is scorching in the middle of summer in the northland,

How does Nanguo spend time?

The farmer is embarrassed by the grain and grain,

and the sweat will not flow in the field.

There is greed and tax heaviness,

No shower at night.

I shake a big pen in the house,

I can't bear to enjoy the coolness alone. ”

Yin smiled and said: "The night rain is sent to the north."

Jun asked that the return date was not scheduled, and the night rain in Bashan rose in the autumn pool.

He cut the candles in the west window together, but when it rained at night in Bashan. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Dream Jiangnan.

The embers fell, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiaoxiao. Human-language post side bridge.

The embers fell, and the dark red banana on the screen. Idle dreams of Jiangnan plum ripe day, night boat flute rain Xiao Xiao. Human-language post side bridge. This poem is written in a dream, and the feelings are profound. The two sentences of "Lan Ash" write about the late night scene in the boudoir, the candles have fallen, the screen painting has been accompanied, and people have gradually fallen into a dream. The word "idle dream" runs straight to the end, dreaming of Jiangnan plum ripeness, dreaming of night rain flute, dreaming of the side of the station, the scene is realistic, and the joy is undiminished. However, today's empty dreams of the joy of the year, and today's misery, are free to speak"

Yin smiled and said, "Spring resentment."

Playing the yellow warbler, Mo Jiao cried on the branches. When crying, the concubine dreamed, and did not get Liaoxi 1. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Book Lake Yin Mr. Wall."

The thatched eaves are long and clean without moss,

Flowers and trees are planted by hand.

A water field will be green,

The two mountains are lined up and sent to the green. ”

Yin smiled and said: "Question Xilinbi."

Horizontally, it is a peak on the side of the ridge, and the height is different from far and near. I don't know the true face of Lushan, only because I am in this mountain. ”

The poetic bounty hunter said: "Water tunes the song head."

When is the bright moon, ask the wine to the sky. I don't know what year it is in the heavenly palace. I want to go back by the wind, but I am afraid of Qionglou Yuyu, the height is unbearable, and I dance to find out the shadow, how it seems to be in the world. Turn Zhu Pavilion, low Qihu, shine sleeplessly. There should be no hatred, and nothing will be done to say goodbye. People have joys and sorrows, and the moon is cloudy and sunny, and this matter is difficult to complete. I hope that people will last a long time, and they will be together for thousands of miles. ”

Yin smiled and said, "Shi'er."

The dead Yuan knows that everything is empty, but the sorrow is not the same as Kyushu. Wang Shi set the Central Plains Day in the north, and the family sacrifice did not forget to tell Naiweng. ”

Poetic Bounty Hunter: "Crossing the Zero Ocean."

Hard work is encountered, once the fight is few, the surrounding stars, mountains and rivers are broken, the wind throws the flocculent, the life experience is drifting, the emperor is afraid of the beach, and the emperor is afraid of Ding Yang, sighing and Ding Ding's life since ancient times, who has not died, leaving Dan and taking care of Han Qing. ”

Yin smiled and said, "Don't be in the clouds."

Three years of detention (ji) travelers, today and the south crown. Infinite rivers and mountains tears, who says that the world is wide. It is known that the spring road is near, and it is difficult to say goodbye to his hometown. On the day of the return of perseverance, the spirit flag looks in the sky. ”

Chapter 482 is over, please see the next time.

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