Daoguang is leap autumn, and Qiufu is returning. The pen and fun pavilion www.biquge.info leaked three times, and Zang was all sleeping. Autumn Fuwan fell into a horse bun, dressed in red silk, in the shadow of the lights, laughter and laughter, and talked about the frolicking of the young year. Gradually, when it comes to poetry, Yu Kushui can't go down, because it is rumored that in the past years, there were rumors that his "Early Winter Poems" cloud "snow pressure layer eaves heavy, wind bullying half arm single", Yu Chu suspected that Ah Qiao was pretending, so it was the beginning of the letter. At that time, the laurel tent insect flew, and he couldn't sleep. The frangipani in the pot, the aroma is out, and the pillow flows. Qiu Fu asked for a couplet to observe Yu Cai, and Yu also wanted to try Qiu Fu's poems, so he happily agreed. Yu Shou Fuyun: "Cui was a mandarin duck night," Qiu Fu continued to say: "Red Cloud Weaving Cockroach Building." Flowers welcome the veil moon, "Yu Zi continued the clouds:" Sleep pillow Hanqiu. "I still want to continue, and the eaves and the moon are slanting, the neighboring bell is moving, and the outdoor mustache has been chirping to promote the dawn of makeup. Yu Naige put pen to paper.

I didn't enter the nest garden for a few days, and between the verandahs, there was gradually moss-colored, because of the feeling of two clouds: "A dream of red ferns, the memory of the dynasty is not true." Last night's wind and dew were heavy, do you remember the cold people? "No one brushes the mirror sill, and the room has not been opened for a long time. If you want to talk about each other, there is moss under the house. "Shi Qiufu returned to Ning on the thirty-fifth day. The group of young people in the season, the excitement should not be shallow, and I also remember that there are people in the middle of the night, are they still wandering under the wind and dew?

The piano of Qiufu is half out of the Yu Grant. Since the beginning of autumn, he has dropped out due to illness. Since then, the fingering has gradually become sparse, and it is strong for the practice, which is with the sunset red half of the floor. The tuning of the strings for a long time, the high does not become a tone, and the re-tuning is when the five emblems are extinct. Autumn Fusuo on the new strings, suddenly smoke in the air, the window paper is dark. When I went downstairs to look at it, I knew that the chick was not quitting, and the fire was stretching the curtain. The child servant pounced on the beginning and perished. It is to know the strings of sudden breaking, its prophecy is not far away, the situation is five, the number of fires is also, should be emblem, the piano and its words I care?

Qiu Fu pounded the juice of sunflower leaves in a golden pot, mixed with mica powder, dyed with paper, its color was blue, although the system of clear heart, there was no way to exceed. once recorded "Hundred Songs of the West Lake" for Yu Lu, but it was a pity to take it for Guo Jihu. Ji Hu is the rest of the title "Qiulin Writing Books" cloud: "Poetry is written without moss, laughing at Solan's boudoir with fine money", which refers to this. Qiu Fu did not work to write, since the tour of Wei Zibo, Wu Yishan two zhang of the gate, the beginning of the study for the Jin Tangge. Unfortunately, after the illness, his eyesight was poor and he could not do things regularly. However, when you make numbers, it is still beautiful and lovely.

The summer night is bitter and hot, and Qiu Fu asks to visit Li'an. As soon as he went out, the thunder was loud and the thunder was raging. The servant please return to the car, and the rest will be a fun trip. Forever to the south of the screen, and the black clouds hang down, the mountains and rivers are combined. Russia sees the white light such as practice, out of the peak of the lone show, through the sky, the rain is like a note, is to stop under the big pine tree. The rain is more good, the bamboo is coquettish, the green is thick, the two mountains are like residual makeup beauties, frowning and lowering their eyebrows, and the beauty is delicious. Yu and Qiufu watched and walked, but they didn't know that their clothes were wet. When the moon Cha Kaishi lectured on the Li'an Temple seat, stayed in Yipu, and saw Yi Yi with the painted white lotus painting frame. On the poem inscribed by Qiufu, there is a sentence of "how can there be a phase when it is empty to the color and fragrance, and how can it be Zen if it is separated from the text". The tea talk is negotiable, and then from the bayberry wood to the stone house hole, the stone arch in the hole is arranged, and several inspections are like. Qiu Fu'an's piano pan, the drum "Flat Sand and Falling Geese" exercises, returning to the clouds, the stream and water answer each other, at this time, the two of them are still alive in the world. The remnants of the Russian heat are gradually harvesting, the twilight smoke is everywhere, and when I return to the car, I have already seen the willows on the Su Causeway. On that day, the windows were wet in front of the leaky bed, and the child servants locked the door with heavy locks, and were not seen. I returned, I have butterfly tent and turtle cupboard, half for Zeguo, call the little maid to iron it with a cage, and the five drums began to sleep.

Qiu Fu likes to paint peonies, and the pen is quite self-conscious. From his old friend Yang Zhu Baiyou, he was alive and fragrant, and then entered Nantian's room. When the same people lived in Yu Caotang and the morning and evening, there were Qian Wentao, Fei Ziyuan, Yan Wenqiao, Jiao Zhongmei and others, tasting leaves and commenting flowers, tirelessly. Now that the money went to Yang to die, Jiao Yan and everyone returned to their hometowns. Qiu Fu also troubled salt and rice, and discarded pen and ink. However, the rest of the fan, still for the pen of the joint painting of all people, the spirit of the year, not reduced the year, the leisure of the day, not more than the sense of scattered guests.

The peach blossoms are destroyed by the wind and rain, scattered on the pond, Qiu Fu picks up the petals and lays the words, and makes the word cloud of "The Golden Gate": "More than half of the spring, the life of the flower is as short as spring." The red wind blew overnight, and the wind was wild and spring. The word "spring" has not been completed, and the east wind comes suddenly, scattered all over the ground, and Qiu Fu is stunned. Yu said, "This is really a 'wind and spring doesn't matter'!" "Laugh at each other.

The rest of the old store a green parrot, the word "Cui Niang", the call is echoed. The poems recited were taught by the waiter. Xiujuan is married, and Cui Niang often loses time when she drinks and pecks, and she is getting haggard day by day. One day, Yu Qi bathed, heard the whispering sound outside the curtain, like Xiujuan's kiss, and looked at it in shock, then Cui Niang also. Yang Zhi has been going for a few months, Cui Niang has knowledge, and does she remember to teach poets?

Qiu Fu said Yu Yun: "A hundred years of life, half of my dreams, half of my sickness, and half of my infancy, the only one who remains, one-eleven and two-eared, and the quality of my generation of Pu Liu, may not be a hundred years!" Yulan Chengyun: January entertainment, four, five or six days. I want to understand myself. Si Yan was convinced.

I have never made a hundred miles in my life. In the battle of Jiachen Ejiang, Qiu Fufang was sick with cold and wanted to change the period. And the outfit is hairy, and the yellow head urges me to do it. Crossing the Qianjiang River at night, the hurricane is great, crossing the mountains on the other bank, all of them are low and frowning, depressed and opposite, because of the memory of Zi'an's "Preface to the Pavilion of King Teng": "The sky is high and the earth is high, and the universe is infinite, and the joy is full of sorrow, and there are many things to know the profit and the void." "I feel that this body is vast, and I don't know where to put it. The bright river is in the sky, the lights are shining, and it is five watches when the wine wakes up. I want to add clothes, and the tent hangs down, no one answers, open my eyes to see it, and I know that this body is still lying in the boat.

The autumn moon is good, and the autumn fu lives the young mantle and bears the piano, and the boat is between the two lakes and the lotus. When Yu returned from Xixi, and the door, Qiufu went out first, because of the purchase of melon skin traces, met under the second bridge of Su Causeway. Qiu Fu Fang Drum Qin composed the song "Autumn Resentment of the Han Palace", and Yu listened to it for the cloth. When the four mountains sink into smoke, the stars and the moon are in the water, the noise is noisy, and I don't know the sound of the wind in the sky. At the end of the piano, the ship's lips have moved closer to the shore of Yiyuan. Knock on the door of Baiyun Nunnery. Anni also knew each other, sat down, picked the new lotus in the pond, and made soup to advance. The fragrance is clear, the intestines are refreshing, and the taste of the world is fishy, not to mention the difference between the smoke. Returning to the boat to Duanjiaqiao to land, Shi Zhu sat on the ground and talked for a long time. Hearing the noise of the city, like a fly camp, it is very deaf to people's ears. The stone pillar on the bridge is the place where the poem was inscribed last year, and it is nearly the eroded clothes of the concubines, and there is no compound handwriting. If you want to re-read it, you can't write it. At that time, the stars were thinning, the lake was white, and the city was more drummed, and the fourth pass had sunk, so he took the piano and stabbed the boat away.

Yulian Village came to visit the martial arts, and saw the salary with an urn of Huishan Spring. Shimo Kaishi lectured on the Tianri Mountain Banquet and also sent the first gang tea. Cooking and drinking on the bamboo stove is like dripping water, moistening 84,000 pores, and not waiting for Lu Tong to eat seven bowls at the beginning. Liancun has more than ten days of remaining thatched cottages, cutting candles and papers, and there are more than glue paint. The joy is not over, and the hunger is driven away. The trees and clouds look at each other, and three years are over. He often recalls his poems about the sons of Wumen, and highly praises Jue Akai Shi as the first to hear. Jue Ah was famous for shaving before the Buddha, grinding bricks for ten years, and hiding the eyes of the Dharma. There are more than 300 plum trees in the residence, when the fragrant snow is full, sit down under it, meditate on the rise, and chant in the intermittent affairs. There is a cloud of "Yonghuai Poems": "Since I saw Lengyan, I don't read the bran books in the world." The old man of Xi Jianzhai talked about the cloud of the "Huayan Sutra": "The meaning of the text is like a bucket of water, poured back and forth. "I don't particularly understand "Huayan", but I haven't seen "Huayan" language. With vision, the difference between getting out of bed and getting out of bed is different! It is a pity that I did not see the whole poem, and I regret that I am not more than half of it. Wenlian Village is close to the guest tomb, and he should repair the book and ask it in his spare time.

Smell the sound of wind and rain at night, and the pillow gradually cools. Qiu Fu took off her evening makeup and sat on the table. The production of "Hundred Flowers Illustrated" is not half, I heard the sound of yellow leaves a few times, and blew under the window. Qiu Fu Gu Jing said: "Yesterday is better than today, this year is old last year." Yu Ranyun: "Born less than 100 years old, An can wipe tears for others!" "It's a pen. In the middle of the night, Qiu Fu thinks about drinking, the tile is warm, there is no remaining fire, and if you want to call the little mustache, they are all covered in the house, and they have been called for a long time. The rest of the case is placed in the tea stove room, and the warm lotus seed soup is drunk. Qiu Fu has been sick with lungs for ten years, and coughing in late autumn will lead to a deep sleep. This year's physical strength is stronger, the bun is relatively strong, often until the night, and the work of sleeping and eating is adjusted? However, autumn has not yet been a few days, and it is not known what will happen in August and September.

Yu is the autumn beauty of plum blossom painting clothes, fragrant snow full of body, looking at it like a green calyx immortal, fluttering in the world. Whenever the spring twilight, the green sleeves are leaning on the railing, and the sideburns are butterflies, still vivid, and I don't know where the east wind is gone. Sweeping the floor and burning incense, metaphor for the Buddha's ears, saying that you can become a Buddha in this way, it is worth the temple and has been filled with the country of bliss. Qiufu is clean, and there is dust on the ground, so she will be close to the broom. Yu Weiju Wang Qiyun said: "Sweeping the ground every day, the more you sweep, the more unclean it becomes." If you want the earth to be clean, leave the broom handle. "Qiu Fu can't understand. The autumn pod is ten times more than me, and those who are obsessed with it are also good and habitual.

Yu lived on the lake for ten years, and the adults gave dozens of gold a month, and the surplus salt and rice. The rest is squandered, every time there is scarcity, summer and winter qiu, the gift is redeemed, and the whole year is always empty. Zeng Fu wrote a poem to show Qiu Fuyun: "A cold is so far that Zhang Lu is pitied, and there is no reason to thank him for his regret." Zheng is interested in searching for Qingqing, and he can still hang me. "Documentary also.

Ding Weidong, the northernmost part of Yi Shaoyi's large order class, the grass hall of Yu Yang, more than 20 people came. Wine times, Li Shanqiao drums and piano, Wu Kangfu makes a book, Wu Yishan, Yang Zhubai, and Qian Wentao paint the four walls, and the rest or rhyme poems and talk about tea. However, more than ten people from Shi Tingwu, Tian Wangnan, and Jiabinmei gambled on the overlord boxing, drank wildly, and drank more than dozens of wines. It's night, the wind and the moon are in good shape, and the rest of the people are left to drink for the long night. The sheep lamp is on, and the washing lamp is more drinking, and the number of rounds is not reached, and the wine does not come. Asked Qiu Fu, and replied: "The bottle is empty. There are only dozens of dollars left at the head of the bed, and the rest of the jade is exchanged for wine, and the restaurant does not distinguish the real fake, and now pays the quality warehouse, and goes to the city, so it has not reached the ear. Yu Wei recited the poem "Mud Tagu Wine and Pulling the Golden Hairpin" of Yuan Jiu, which was relatively stunned. It is a collection of dozens of poems, eight or nine urns of wine, the joy of wine for several years, and it is flourishing in Si. Since then, the traces of the world, Yunping gathered and scattered, and Yu and Qiufu were also bound by dusty things, and they could not travel to the mountains repeatedly.

Qiu Fu does not use words, and recalls the first work "Bodhisattva Man" cloud: "Mo Dao iron is the intestine, and the iron intestine is also injured today." "The idea is sharp and new, and there is no disease of stagnation. After that, Yu traveled to Shanyin, and Qiufu made "Song of the Cave Immortals" to see and send, the breath was deep and steady, and there was no flaw, and Yu Shi was surprised by the speed of its entry. After returning, I looked at the recent works, and it was actually considerable, but I knew the difference between three days, and it was not the Ameng of the past. Xi Yao Flower Fairy History descended to the nest group, Mu Qiufu is the back of Tanyang, looking at its talents, it seems to be credible. Coupled with the long fast for 20 years, "Lengyan" and "Fahua" have been recited thousands of volumes, and they are determined to be born, with one finger and half a side, they can still be said and understood, and the words are just between words! In the past, people said that "it is too late to read the book in this life", and it is more than Qiu Fu's letter.

Qinting Mountain West goes to twenty miles, the place name is Xixi, and Yujia Huaimei Village is in Yan. The edge of the stream and the west, the land is full of reeds, when the autumn wind rises, the clear snow is full of beach, the water waves are filled, and the top and bottom are the same color. In the depths of the reed flower, the fine blue rafters are placed in order to enshrine Qu Tan, and it is called "Yunzhang Pavilion". Pavilion to Zhuang Liyu, back to the stream, non-reed Hang can not also go. From time to time, there are Buddhist monks, living in Huawu ∴ fasting, according to legend, the precepts are strict, and they know the future. Yi Siqiu, Yu Yin brought Qiu Fu to visit it, knocking on the purpose of facing the wall, such as deaf, nostrils flirting, and laughter. When the snow is sunny, the green plum under the hall is like waking up from a dusty dream, and the jade teeth are clear. Qiu Fu about Yongxing Temple tour, then with the second snow hall, the view of Mrs. Wang Pei carved the book. Also sit on the stream, looking for the scorched back fish, the tail snail, all of them are victorious. Tomorrow more travel to Jiaolu, autumn snow Zhusha, the temple monks to pineapple tea in, and ask for the title of "Jiaolu Ya Collection Picture Scroll". The return ship has sunset in the mountains, and the evening bell is urging meals. The frost and wind are cold, and the clear waves on the stream are sparkling, making wrinkled lines. Autumn Fu is wearing thin cotton, with a cold color, and the rest of the arms are half embraced. In the middle of the night to the village, barking to welcome the door, back to the river across the fishing fire, do not reduce the deer door late return also. Qiu Fuqiang wrote a travelogue poem, and then he wrote a pen with a lamp, and he didn't feel the dawn.

Qiufu has a small moon to stop the piano, hanging in the bedroom, and the sun is provided with sinking water. will return, jokingly Yu said: "The night window is lonely, stay with you, and you should be rewarded with incense." There is no vacant room, so that Emei has an autumn wind fan sadness. ”

I know the woman's house. The window is still closed, and there is a slight sound of Canglang, like a grate falling to the ground, and among the heavy curtains, some people are also making up at the beginning. At the beginning of the day, in the beam, the shadow shines on the window, the clouds are greasy, and the light is enough to appreciate things, because of the poetry of the memory: "Look at the comb hair at the bottom of the crystal curtain", the ancients on the day, I have been blessed with eyes.

Guan, Jiang's cousin. When Yu was not hired, Qiu Fu came to Yu's house and went around the bed to make plums, and there was no suspicion between the two. On the eve of Ding Hai, Qiu Fu came to celebrate the New Year, and was seen in front of the hall. Qiu Fu is dressed in sunflower green, with a silver and red embroidered robe, shoulders and foreheads, and hairpin hats. Zhang Qingqi lived in the nest garden, and said to the adult: "Just like a beautiful woman." "My lord then has the meaning of Silo. A few months later, the nest garden rat aunt made flowers, and the adults recruited relatives and friends, and put the hops under it. Qiu Fu came with Yan Jun. Wine times, autumn fu harvest preserved fruit on the feast, hidden in the storen. Yu snatched it, Qiu Fu said: "Yu will bring it back, and you will not eat." Yu Xi untied the scarf and said: "Tie you with this, see if you have to return?" Qiu Fu cried, and the nurse took it to the beginning. The adults smiled. Gu Qian Yu Xiaxuan cultivated for it, and the banquet was hired. In the next few years, we will never see each other. The adult thought that the Guan family had a marriage, and when he was old, he still led the rest of the year, so the court of the Guan family, although the traces were sparse, did not taste the extinction. Remembering the New Year, Yu went, saw the little mustache in green clothes at the entrance, and got into the car with a bunch of friends. When Russia heard the laughter between the screens, the one who knew it was Qiufu. In another year, the bridge was approaching, and the wife and father collected the same people's meeting, which was intended to investigate the son-in-law. Put the wine back hall, and the rest of the row is the last seat. Smelling the Hunan curtain, the ring jade touches each other, I don't know if there is an autumn pass. In another year, in the rest of the market, in the sudden thunder of the car, the curtain □ rolled, and there were beauties, and they were familiar with each other. The last car, it seems to be a wife and mother, and the blind person is a beautiful woman in front of the knee. In another year, Yu raised his disciples, and the adult Yu Jin confessed. The court meets Qiufu, wears mink, and stands under the plum blossoms. Russia heard the sound of the silver hook, and there was no relapse. Yu self-employment and welcome, away from the fifteenth year, the five meridians encountered, and before the fan feast, cut the lantern to meet, began to know the double vortex on the cheeks, not the old time plump. Now that it has been ten years since the knot, Yu and Qiufu both have frost on their temples, and I don't know how to do it after a few years? Fleeting past, like a dream like drunk, the quality of Qiufu, also remember one or two?

Qiu Fu said, "Yuan Jiu's "Changqing Collection" poem, such as soil rice dust, eaters do not know the taste. However, the three poems of "Mourning", with tears on the words, do not fall into the habit of flashiness. Yu said: "It may not be like Song Kao's contribution to Liu Xiyi's affairs." Otherwise, the thin villain, can An be the bone language at this moment? ”

Yu read the cloud of "Narrative of Differences" "The dragon sleeps in the abyss, the pearl under the chin, for the Yu people, the dragon awakens and dies", and sighed. Qiu Fu said from the side: "This dragon's sin is also." If there is a bead under the chin, it is advisable to know the treasure. If you can't get it for people, you will sigh for the clouds and rain, and between the rivers and lakes with the Yu people, the pearls can be returned. And to die for it, the dragon will pass away, and the pearl will fall into the hands of people, and there will never be a return to the sun, how can the dragon love the pearl? Yu was silent for a long time, and said: "I don't mean that Qiu Fu can also make a discussion, which is very strange." ”

Ge Lin Garden is the ruins of Zhaoxian Temple, there are several water pavilions, overlooking bamboo and stone. There is a pool under the pavilion, and the moment □ the horizontal frame on it. The pond is partial to the sky flowers, the vines are meandering, it is said that it is the time of the Tang and Song dynasties, the poet monk and his teacher break the forest, and stay in Xi for decades. In the early summer, the accumulation became a disaster, and the rest of the cottage lived in the grass hall, which was the country. Half upside down with a book, so he borrowed from Qiu Fu to live. At that time, the city can sail, make friends and friends, and there is no bad separation. The day and the half talk about Zen, occasionally chanting, flickering, I don't know that there are years in the world. Wen Yue's tomb sells steamed buns with stuffed buns, and the Japanese envoy buys them barefoot with money. The food is full, and the pond fish are fed. Qiu Fu lifted the barricade, mistakenly fell into the green hairpin, the water splashed several circles, and there was no trace, but the frangipani inserted on the hairpin was just floating on the waves. The pond is partial to the tomb of the Liang family, there is a door in the west of Lu, and the grass is thick for a long time. There are several people of the Liang clan in Luju, and they go in and out of each temple. Liang has an inferior brother, poor and unqualified. Yu Ju Yue frightened, and the sound of reading the wall did not stop in his ears. One day, Yu Xing Chishang, smelling the sound of pecking. The monks of the temple are scattered for fasting, and the rest is enlightened. Those who have felt cloth clothes asked Liang if he was there, and Yu was instructed. His people entered the Liang family's house, and Yu also closed the door. Half of the knowledge of it, because of seeing Liang, asked the comer Yun He, Liang said: "None." In the room of the same and all over the rope, no. However, the east side of the small building, very closed, broken in the window, his brother has been hanged to death on the bed, but he knows that the knocker hanged the ghost ear! Since then, the ghosts have been tweeting, and the night will be up, and Liang will move away with his heart. Although Yu and Qiufu rely on the power of "Leng Yan" to protect it, the haze is pressing, and it is difficult to find out their strengths. When the water has receded, the rotation has also moved back to the grass hall, and the heirs heard that they are half flying in Xinanping. However, this temple has been around for several years, and I don't know if there are still people living in the building in the near future?

I didn't sleep on the pillow, and Qiu Fu discussed ancient and modern talents, and Han captured the tiger. Yu said: "The capture of the tiger was born as the Shangzhu country, and the death is not a bad result for the king of Yama, and it is also very lucky." Qiu Ying smiled and said: "The injustices of Zhang Chang'e and others, there is no way to tell them, what can I do?" ”

The adult had a lot of scabies in his later years, and Yu and Qiufu made an altar to repair the Jade Emperor's confession ceremony for forty-nine days. Qiu Fu wrote a sparse essay, the meaning of the words is gorgeous, and the manuscript is not left behind, and it cannot be remembered. The frost wind is in autumn, and the chrysanthemum in the bottle is gradually getting better. In the middle of the night, the bell rang, and everything was in wait. In the shrouded smoke, I suddenly felt that the official of the Qing Dynasty appeared in front of me, and I didn't know that I was in the world.

The plantain planted by Qiufu has grown into a shade and shaded □. The autumn rain and wind drip, smell it on the pillow, and the heart is broken. One day, the Yu opera inscription broke the sentence Ye Shangyun: "Who is the one who has a lot of things to do to plant plantains, early and late." "Tomorrow, I will see a few lines of books on the leaf: "It's because Jun is too bored, planted plantains, and complained about plantains." "The calligraphy and painting are soft, and this Qiufu drama pen is also, and then there is more, and the realization is not shallow.

Fuluan on a spring night, the history of Yaohua Fairy descends to the altar, and the word cloud of "Double Red Beans" is given: "Wind silk, rain silk, who makes flowers stick to spider webs?" Leave a trace of spring light. Tobacco silk, willow silk, and red silkworm have the same silk. Silk is silky and sideburns. "He Xinliang" gave Qiu Fuyun again: "I haven't been in the west of the city for a long time." It is expected that now, by the sunset building, the plantain is new. The east wind blows the twilight rain every day, and there is no such thing as sickness when I hear it. A few days on the dressing table. The paper thin shirt is cold and easy, and it is suitable to lie down. Don't sit late at night. The West Pond has been blessed with peach blossoms. Qingluan, come and go every day, there is no book. A volume should be read all over the place, can it be broken? Q: When is the final calculation? The double phoenix returned under the stars and moon, so that Yuan Bi congratulated each other. Must be forecasted, Yulou I. "Jia Chen is old, the immortal history has lowered the pen thatched cottage, instructing the way of Jindan to return, so there is a saying "has not been in Xicheng for a long time".

Reminiscing about the autumn of Wushen, sending the seven ancient poems of Qiufu, the poem cloud: "The dry firefly is cold and the screen is dead, and the autumn forces the orchid to fall and the flowers are purple." The bed is full of wind and rain, and some people cut candles and rise in the sky. The wind and rain and autumn are cool, and the mirror is the most lovely. Sad and reminiscent of the boudoir woman, it should be when the lamp is in a bun. The shadow of the bun is fluttering and lying sick, and the red bream letter is connected in the middle. Fever Zeng Yun sugarcane good, heart or through the town of floating melon. In the middle of the night, it is rumored that it is still weaving, and the brocade poems are gradually full of palindromes. Poor jade arm can't help but be cold, Lian Bo only regrets his past mistakes. In the past, I listened to the rain hibiscus room, and I remembered the first day you came. Only when he saw He Lang and his hands were together, he suspected that Sima was not one. Hongwu cow clothes have the deepest feeling, and there is no gold after the spring clothes ceremony. Six years of Fei Rujin's strength, bought Xiao Lang Bo Xing's heart. Bo Xing knew that it was difficult to avoid himself, and he would inevitably participate in the discussion. Or there is a pearl period Pukou also, He Zengjian endures the slight time to give up. Relying on the mandarin duck pot language, the madness is still forgiven. begged me for no reason to sell my salary, and the Ming Dynasty decided to return to Ning. Go to the first roll of the Japanese lotus leaves, Luo Yi once remembered the folding in the box. It is easy to reach the autumn breeze in one year, and crossing the river is blocked from returning. I seem to be easy to give up donations, and I feel cold and warm in my arms. It is difficult to win the battle for fame, and life is stronger than silkworm □. Mo is not for the filament has a reason, who can protect the moth eyebrows? But in front of the door, but look at the acacia flowers, and each must have a root tree. The tree is like this, how can I be, and there is no way to explore the near letter. Hug to Lan Shu should remember me, and the sound of rain in the half window is gone. The sound of rain is melancholy into the night, and the two red candles are dim. A case of joy and sorrow listened to each other, and the soul of Chu came and went to the plantain. The plantain leaves are large near the window lintel, and the autumn is not bright on the pillow. Tomorrow, Xie Jiatang will go down, and the sound of embroidered shoes is expected to be introduced. This manuscript has been lost for ten years, and I suddenly recalled it on my pillow, and I wrote it again, and I was in a trance like a dream.

When I heard the sound of the weft in the evening, I felt that there was a lot of autumn in my chest. Suddenly recalled Song Yu's "Nine Arguments" in the autumn of sorrow, and read it with a pillow. In the Qiufu dressing pavilion, it has been a long time. Smell the beginning, there is autumn color between the eyebrows. Yu asked the reason, Qiu Fu said: "Sadness is sad and parting, how can I smell it?" Yu Weizhi said: "Cause and fate are clutched, and they are inconclusive. Yu and Zi have been converted to the king for a long time, and they have no other interest. He is on the Nine Lotus Platform in the day, if he doesn't get rid of hatred, why do you have this useless sorrow? In the past, the goldsmith swore an oath of one thought, and married for more than 90 eons. "Qiu Fu is only the only one, but the pink marks on her cheeks are already wet with tears. Yu also did not repeat his studies.

Qiufu has a book ruler, which is owned by Wu Yishan. The length of the foot is more than two inches, and the width is about two inches. According to legend, Qianlong Renzi, Taishan Hanbai self-immolated, Qiantang Gaomai Nunnery picked up its embers, thought it was a book ruler, engraved on it. Mingyun: "Han has passed, and Bai has a god." Jianduo Festival, including ancient spring. The ashes are not embered, and Yun is a pro. However, quinoa is compared with Xi, and Jiaotong is cherished. ”

Open an account to see the moon, the frost day is quiet, remember last year and this night, and Qiu Fu to explore the plum nest of your Excellency, the oblique moon is ambiguous, the water is far away, up and down thousands of miles, a blue and boundless, and the plum pavilion is supplemented, and the night talk, the meaning is happy. Qiu Fu Fang wears plum blossom sideburns, the branches are in the eaves, and they are snatched away, and the rest is to pick the flowers on the branches. Now the pavilion is collapsed, the flowers and trees are barren, but the mouth is affectionate, and the ears are still in the foothills of the lonely mountains and forests.

Qiu Fu is good at chess, but not very fine, and will be strong to talk about every night, or to reach Dan. Yu Xi raised the bamboo mound and Tongyun: "I have lost all the money and grass, ask me to pay me tonight?" Qiu Fu decorated the word cloud: "You think I can't win? Please bet on the jade tiger you admire. "Playing dozens of pieces, the chess game is ashamed to lose, and Qiu Fu disrupts the chess momentum with his knees. Yu Xiaoyun: "Zi Yi Yu slave self-condition? Qiu Fu hey. And the silver candle has shone on the peach blossom cheeks. Since then, he has not returned to chess.

Last year, the swallow came late, and the peach blossoms outside the curtain were half scattered. In the middle of the night, the nest mud suddenly tilted, and the chicks fell to the ground. Qiu Fu is afraid of being grabbed by the mouth, and urgently collects it, and nails bamboo pieces to the beam to bear its nest. This year, the swallows are back, the nest is still there, and they are murmuring around the house, remembering last year's chick keeper?

Mrs. Shen Xiangtao was friendly with Qiu Fu and gave the poems she wrote as a deletion school. There is a sentence in the cloud: "But after returning to the Buddha recently, Qingcai gradually felt that it was not as good as before." Because I recalled seeing Zhu Lianqing's poem before, there was a sentence "I am happy to be a little healthy this year, and I often have a smile when I meet", and the two "happy" words are used differently, and each is extremely painful. Lianqing has been thirsty recently, she has not risen for two months, the frost and wind are in the forest, and I don't know if the cold clothes have been checked?

When the oblique moon came to the window, countless "people" words were suddenly made, and the hall was repaired to solve the problem. Recalling Huaimei Village, planting bamboo in front of the village several bows. The bamboo shoots are muddy, and the autumn pod Xiujuan carries a crow's mouth hoe, counts the basket in her mouth, boils it with salted vegetables, the fragrance is sweet, and she does not let Tingxiu cook the bamboo shoots at the beginning. Xiujuan has been married for several years, like a man in green in the forest. But the rest of the old man guards the valley, the sideburns are not the same, this gentleman knows, and there is no laughing person?

There are several strains on the Tiger Run Spring, on the rock, the yellow snow is full of steps when the flower is full, such as the middle of the country of Tianxiang, the nose is pleasant. Yu negative flower fetish, and Qiu Fu often cook tea under it. Qiu Fu accumulates flowers and hairpins, and the hair on her forehead is messed up with branches, and the rest is dipped in spring water to sweep it. Before going to fold a few flowers, plug in the back of the car, and bring it into the city, I want people to know the news of the new autumn. Recently, the temple hates to add several books, and the world of golden millet will definitely add color to it. The autumn wind is far away, sooner or later there should be a flower letter, the flower god has a spirit, and I also remember last year's flower people?

Binmei stayed in the thatched cottage, missed three times, heard that the neighbor was on fire, and rushed to save the servants. and the door, which has been extinguished. But I heard the words in the air: "Today, if you don't have a powerful person living here, this place is almost scorched earth." "In a word, there are two paths and one bhikshu descending from the sky. The Taoist wears a lotus crown and a robe of the dragon's mouth. One of them has a long jade appearance, and all his clothes are golden. After the bhikshu heel of the Taoist, Wakaki Rona. The person with the lotus root crown said: "My name is Zhengruo, I live between the red water of Qingcheng, and I visit Jiang Jushi here." "Singing with the long-bearded Taoist people, the song is thousands of words, and I haven't had time to remember. Only remember the last sentence of the cloud: "I only came back and handed Yun Ying's secret letter, so Pei Hang was stupid, when will he wake up?" If I don't turn back early, I'll be tired and soar. Wake up, wake up, wake up, tomorrow is unbelievable. "The song is gone. Looking at it, the stars and the moon are in the house, and the residual lights are unknown, but when you hear the sound of falling leaves, you will feel a dream. As soon as he died, he said: "The Yu family has been killing for decades, and the way of cultivating Hongbao has been six or seven years. Could it be that the immortal master has mercy on all fools and shows up to say the Dharma? In the song, it is said that "Yun Ying", Yun Ying, how can he use the fate of the rest of the boudoir to untie the entanglement, and the irony is a warning? Shi Yu and the autumn pod Xiudra Ni confessed for a few months, the so-called bhikshu, how could Guanyin incarnate, looking for the sound from Xizhu?

Qiu Fu was sick and lived in his mother's house for more than 60 days. Zang was accompanied, and he was tired. Those who do not stop day and night, only Qiong'er and his wife and sister remain. Yu or return, Lu Qiong to the body to give, things must be hand-to-hand, so between the medicine stove and the sickbed, to rely on the shoulder. Lu Qiong is a solid friend, but when this is a tribulation, and the hardships can be sweet, and they do not consciously serve it. Qiu Fu has a negative emotional fetish, and she is especially entangled in her illness. The rest returns, and the people will be interested in summoning the rest, and there is still no word. Lu Qiong asked, and Qiu Fu said: "The rest of your life is like a hanging thread, it is difficult to continue by itself, and you are afraid that there is no way to do it. Yu Wen is the words, began to feel abdominal pain, following the thought of Qiu Fu Buddha for 20 years, vow to go to Jintai to welcome, look at this thought, fear of the sun wheel falling into the sky, Qiu Fu is still not avoidable. The sycamore flowers in the hand, put down is not easy to hear.

The autumn night is long, and his wife and sister Peiqi Go, three battles and three norths, since the thought of this skill in his life is not willing to let people, Peiqi is not in time, what is made like this, the heavens bestow yes? Pei Qi is silent, has the wind under the forest, and the words and poems are not well understood, and she says that her predecessor came from the Shangqing official. Looking at its cold bones, Xun is not a fireworks person in the world. Now it is not a few years of playing with the game, and the god of calculation should be more than in the past. He thanked his family in the day, and when he followed Chu Zi's anti-reorganization division to resume the war, he was ashamed of the city in the new year.

Stepping on the moon and returning at night, Hulu under the autumn pod square lamp. Someone in the seat threw six colors, and the rest of the play was the word cloud of "Fortune Operator": "The makeup pavilion is called Lu at night, and the hairpin shadow is dry." Six dice and six nests, all in pairs. By asking Ah who wins, Mo is Qingxi sister? I had to look back and look back, and I tried to report that the gold button pendant. Qiu Fu smiled when she met and said: "Such a gossip, don't worry about Fang Zi's whip?" ”

Recently, there is a sentence: "It's not a lonely embroidery, and there is no new dream." The second half of "Buying Pitang": "The middle door is covered, and Xun Lang is more worried, and Wang Ou Lianzi enters in person." Farewell to Qin Lou for no reason, and eat and serve people, guess accurately. Idle sideburns. Look at half a year of acacia, and three springs. The early stage is not stable. I'm afraid that when I go to the orchid room, I cut the lamp and whisper, and I don't have to dream. Shi Binmei used a fan to belong to the book, and the troupe recorded it. Bin Mei smiled when she saw it and said, "Why is there no point in dreaming? Qiu Fu smiled: "I have no ears if I want to dream of a new one." "Nothing to do.

Jiachen autumn, together with the tour of the Moon Lake. In the middle of the night, I was deceived by the wind and dew. Tomorrow will reconvene Wushan Shenghe Tower, and the wine will be forbidden from cold. After returning to the fever for a few days, Lai showed prescription medicine, and was reborn. The more a year is over, the age of Bingwu is the first year old, and the back of the gangrene is reversed, and the malaria is reversed. In the autumn examination, he boarded the car to help the sick, but he did not reach the test hospital, and his soul passed away. The servants returned, and the moon began to be safe. It has been a unitary summer, recovering from sores and dysentery, leaning on the pillow for three months, and the pain is very painful. In the past six years, three falls have fallen into illness, and Qiu Fu has been sick every time, and her clothes cannot be untied. The quality of softness and brittleness is forbidden to be exhausted, so there are three diseases, and Qiufu is also three diseases. For the rest of his life, he had a lazy illness, and since he was in the dust, he died of fire and cold, and he had no idea of returning to the mountain. However, his relatives have not been buried, and his younger brother is unmarried, so he has not finished his life. However, the ancestors lived for a long time, and they needed Buji. Twenty years old, the rabbit Guo is a few hectares of fields, enough to cultivate and eat. A few years later, when he married Qiufu in the Huawu River, the evening bell of the morning fan, and the confession of Huiye. On the day when the flowers bloom, they should see the Buddha and listen to the law of lifelessness. Even if you fall into heaven again, you may be a husband and wife forever. Tomorrow is the day of the Nirvana, and you should take this oath to prove the Buddha. (To be continued.) If you like this work, you are welcome to come to the starting point (qidian.com) to vote for recommendation, monthly pass, your support, is my biggest motivation. (To be continued.) )