The dark clouds are dull and empty, and the rain isolates the pavilion in the lake.

Suddenly, the distant sound is far away, and the figure of the old man is vaguely ethereal.

The white clothes had a few tears, and their eyes were full of sadness and suspicion.

When he was young, he was a sword heart and a dream of Lingyun, and his heroic posture was refreshing.

Three or two confidants are in alliance with each other, and the spirit is flying and the east wind is strong.

The banner of the common inscription is alive today, and the only monarch is floating in the wind.

Woohoo infatuated chaste martyr, jade crushed is not the same as the world.

If the way of heaven is followed, the blue blood should be in the sky!

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