Leave slip
Recently, the family has been busy, and I always owe more, and today is two more.
As an amateur codeword second-hand author, it is a difficult task to change 6,000 words a day. I don't know how long I can last, I want to grit my teeth and give it a try.
I owe a few more, you can help me remember. The old rule, if you owe one more and pay two more, you will make up for it after you are busy with this paragraph.
Finally, some information about the work is attached.
The origin of the names "Lazy Jinghua" and "Xiao Ran Wild Clothing":
Qin Yuanchun (Shouyu Shilang)
Song Dynasty: Chen Ruoshui
Flick your sleeves back, lazy to step forward, Jinghua happy. Although it is good to count the eunuch tour, how can it be like a place to live, retreat bravely from the rapids, and win idlers. Envy of the immortals, Xiao Ran wild clothes, laughing at the pavilion on the east stream. The head is still black, very plump and thin, and the Peugeot plum is clear.
This year turn the spirit. There are 80 people in the second place. Ken threw Wei fishing again, like Zhou Shang's father, and came to Luoshe as Song Qiying. repay Ming's grace, pay for a while, and the virtuous sons and grandsons have a new career. Dan's heart is here, Shang petal incense is old, and Yao Ling is far away.
The origin of the name "Egami Chufan":
Banquet Qingdu
Song Dynasty: Hu Yilong
Dream rain with spring.
The shirt is thin, and the short canopy is still shallow and cold.
Cut the leaves, the book is sorrowful, and the water window bamboo courtyard.
Don't come to be boned with plums, dark dust, and old fans.
Many times, when they are idle, they are dried up, and they are full of moss marks.
Who reads.
Du Ruo is still alive, the apple blossom is green, and he can't □ it.
The mountain and water, the tea and inkstone, who is idle.
Lakes and mountains used to be all over the place.
It's no wonder, I've been lazy lately.
Just today, the water falls on the continent, and the river is sailing
The origin of the names "Xiaoshan Dongli" and "Intestine Broken Dongting":
Eight voices in Ganzhou
Song Dynasty: Hu Yilong
Every year, there are many things in the autumn, and Fangzhou is in chaos. The hill has been laurel, the east fence and chrysanthemum, and the autumn is clear. Under the leaves of the intestine broken cave, leaning on the west wind, who can send the fragrance. Lingering sorrow, drunk and awake.
In order to ask Su'e if she has drunk, since the immortal goes, she knows who she knows. Geng Yingying is like this, and the shadow is falling into Yao. Step high platform, quiet in the dead of night, there are flying immortals, and whales across the sea and mountains. When I returned, I traveled and sang from afar, but I lost the sound of autumn.
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