Baling Willow Lane Youth Tour, singing and dancing for a good night. Golden bottle wine, time passes, frost dyes the head of the beauty.

Guangdian jade step youth tour, Qionglin to explore Yao flowers. The literary style is graceful, the power struggle is difficult to rest, and the minister is described as thin.

Iceberg sand sea youth tour, side plug to meet old friends. Talking about the past, talking about the future, the sick body is the prince.

(Outing, Zhuo Que Village)

The youth of the great wilderness travels to the horizon, and the quicksand covers the bones. Flesh and blood spilled, born as a demon, once beheaded 10,000 people.

The long neighborhood is full of juvenile tours, and the evil spirit provokes the beacon fire. Trapped in a ditch, imprisoned in a black prison, and his righteous brother helped.

The fairy mountain ghost domain youth tour, thousands of years pass in an instant. Painstaking mistakes, clever schemes, right and wrong, God knows?

(Outing cold autumn Langfu)

The young man fought with swords, and asked with a smile who had grievances. Visit the Hou Mansion at night and take the beautiful woman back.

Riding in the wilderness, angry bandits. Drunk yellow sand, singing for a long night, fearless of the powerful, happy and revenge!

The five lakes are rafting and leisurely, and the bosom friend is accompanied by what to ask for. Thousands of mountains and rivers, all the way with hands.

The wind makes the moon, and this life is about a white head. Proud, I don't know how to worry, the world is vast, who to stay for.

Haunting my heart with affection, comforting my lonely dance red sleeves. The world is entangled, and it is difficult for a family without money.

The daughter has been dispersed, and the hero is stumped. Beautiful eyes, tears mixed with wine. Willing to lock free, thousands of miles of marquis.

Bloody ambition reward, achievement of fame and righteousness. Fighting at the border, the wind and snow are cold.

Dream of breaking the tall building, who is the cloud turner. A knife in a smile, an arrow in a sleeve. See through the world and live in a flat boat.

Luotuo green shirt is drifting, a sail breeze and a pot of wine. The ancient road of the remnant sun, drunk leaning on the willows by the bridge.

The villagers ridiculed, and the children chased each other.

The sun is like blood, and the moon is like a hook. The smoke and clouds passed by, smiling and enmity.

(Outing Hu Xian Xian Fu)

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