The sky is boundless, Lin Haibi, forgetting the fame, floating here.

Dripping cui condensing rain Xiaoxiao, Lingtai wonderful,

Knowing each other without words.

The bamboo waist is thin, the starry eyes are low, and the wind blows lightly, so you don't need to ask about your heart.

Jiyun Hao Moon Shadow Leaning, Qingge Light Wine,

Enough to comfort business.

(This is Hu Xianxian's words that recalled Cheng Haofeng's words in Zixing Xiaozhu in an instant)

Autumn is endless, the sky is blue, how can you be away from people in a sad season?

Maple leaves and withered reeds cry Xiao Xiao, a little thought,

I hope that the old people will know.

The bead curtain gap, the silver lamp bottom, the oblique wind blows lightly, and it does not make people stable.

The high-rise building looks at the moon alone, there are songs and wine,

It's hard to get into the way.

(This is Hu Xianxian's old work left behind by Cheng Haofeng at first sight in the Yuanming Palace)

"Turning Red Dust" in the text of the poem collection three is in the hand, please wait a moment,

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