Preface 2011 To the Baili Clan (I)
Six groups of bamboo branch words. (Ancient Nursery Rhymes)
Lingshanwei. Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, met in the empty space several times. I couldn't bear to put down my pen, and the paper was full of blood and tears. Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, every grass and tree is haggard. It is said that Lingshan is thousands of feet high, and it is difficult to find a red rose. Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, how much love is in the end of the world? Seeing geese flying south every day, I don't see the hearts of the deceased being broken. Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, the annual cold star falls. Looking at last year's star in the north, who is the cold star this year? Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, Lingshanwei, Lingshan, Lingshan,
Zhou Qingjin.
Lingshan guest, Lingshan guest, go to the sky and the moon alone. I wanted to bring a flower, but I had no choice but to thank the flowers on the mountain. Lingshan guest, Lingshan guest, who are the immortals coming to drum for? Hearing the sound of drums in the sky, the sound of grief and indignation. Lingshan guest, Lingshan guest, sacrifice and forgetfulness. I don't hear the male boat walking from you, but I see the tide rising and falling. Lingshan guest, Lingshan guest, since then accompanied only the yellow crane. In the past, there were good bows and horses, but no one can ride and shoot them to this day. Lingshan guest, Lingshan guest, when will the long hatred be extinguished? Li Bo wants to touch the Linghai Sea, tears and flow into the long night.
Flower language.
I am, the lotus girl, and I didn't complain of tears like rain. If you see lotus tears, can you know how bitter the lotus is? Sing for you tonight, every sentence is a sad song. I am, the lotus girl, dancing for the morning and twilight. How many things have you seen in the world? Confidants are only me and you. I was originally a lotus girl, and I was a poet with you in my dreams. I hope that there are lovers in the world who will become married one day. I am, Lotus Girl, please remember a piece of heart. On the day when the lotus flowers bloomed in his year, the flowers brought my blessings.
Detachment.
The wind is also strange, the rain is also strange, and the words are separated in the wind and rain. I couldn't bear to hear the sound of the departing, and I left the table with tears in my eyes. The wind is also strange, the rain is also strange, and there is no strong enemy in the four seas. Look down on life and death in the world, and calmly face the guns. The wind is also strange, the rain is also strange, and he is willing to splash his blood against him. The heavens sing an elegy for you, and the earth gives you a eulogy. The wind is also strange, and the rain is also strange, leaving this hatred and hatred endless. In the next life, he led a million soldiers, and the snow on Changbai Mountain was shameful. The wind is also strange, the rain is also strange, and China is popular because of you. Zhengu Shuo has been in gold for millions of years, and it is all the rage today.
Reed weaving five uniques.
The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are like snow and snow. The reed knows the wind and the rain the most. The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are playing hide and seek. How many high-ranking celebrities and fortunes are cowherds back then. The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and they look at each other across the mountains and waters. This side of the reed is the hometown, and the other side of the reed is the ocean. The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reeds are busy weaving. Weave into my bag, accompany me on a long voyage from now on. The reeds are high, the reeds are long, and the reed flute is melodious. The shepherd boy is in the distance, which makes people worry about their father and mother.
Emei Mountain.
Emei Mountain, Emei Mountain, I will write a new chapter for you today. A song of red plum praise on the mountain, and a song of joy under the mountain. Emei Mountain, Emei Mountain, you can eat everywhere. There are four seasons in Emei Mountain, and Emei has ten miles of different days. Emei Mountain, Emei Mountain, the ice is clear and jade, and it is like Chanjuan. There are thousands of Emei styles, but I can't guard Xichuan alone. Emei Mountain, Emei Mountain, Emei has no beacon smoke for thousands of years. Do not compete with the peaks, only to ensure the safety of the community. Emei Mountain, Emei Mountain, ethereal and ethereal world. After 30 years of traveling all over the world, I know that the world is wide.
Holly proverb
Holly. No wet sand.
Maoling Chinese Book Song
Du Li Suifang. Drum line.
The ballad of Liyang Zhang Gong of the Later Han Dynasty
The male and the guard drive the fish. Coming and going. Bless this Zhaomin to live in peace.
Taikang late Jingluo Yangliu Song
The spring breeze is still sluggish. Go to the old and come to the new. It's not a hard time. Fold willows.
Full of sorrow. The history is innumerable.
Sui Daye Changbai Mountain Ballad
Changbai Mountain, former Zhishilang. Pure red Luo Mian crotch. The lance invades the sky and a half.
The wheel knife shines in the sun. Go up the mountain and eat roe deer. Go down the mountain to eat cattle and sheep.
Suddenly, I heard that the official army had arrived. Swing the knife forward. For example, Liaodong died. What a decapitation hurts.
Song Yuankang late market ballads
Shouted and went down the stairs. Qi took off his red embroidered shoes.
Yuan to Zhengzhong Yanjing nursery rhyme
Cool and shaded across the river. The sun is shining over the mountains.
Feet donkey spotted. Foot on South Mountain. Nanshan Beidou. Feed a house dog. Domestic dog grinds noodles.
Thirty bows and arrows. Get on the horse lute. Dismount the lute. Donkey hooves and horses' hooves. Shrunk one.
Nursery rhymes of the Yuan Ming Dynasty
Peony red. Seedlings empty. Peony purple. The seedlings died.
Nursery rhymes in Xiangzhong at the end of the Yuan Dynasty
Not afraid of fish in the water. Fear of pigs on the shore. Pigs over water. See chaff.
proverb
Spring cold forty-five. Poor children dance in the market. Poor and unpretentious. And over the paulownia flowers.
Shang Lu Zi cooked. The cuckoo doesn't cry.
Wu proverb, Chu proverb, Shu proverb, Yunnan proverb
The morning glow is red and lost. Cattle rain liuliu. It's too late. The morning sun is great.
Official Food Office. There is no food.
Staircase days. Broken bricks.
Anti-thief Liu Qianjin. Yao Wanliang, a stolen official.
Praise is the buyer. Cheers are idlers.
Serve a thousand wraps. It's better to sleep alone overnight. Serve a thousand dynasties. It's better to lie alone overnight.
Wu Wu has not been Jiaziqi. Then the seven days will be set in heaven. There was rain on the seventh day and mud for the second month.
Seven days without rain and two months of gray.
Jiayin Yimaoqing. Forty-five days of light. Jiayin Yi Mao rain.
Forty-five days to see muddy water.
Renchen loaded the burden. Go to heaven. A noon and B are not raining.
There is no rain in the break. Danger becomes a disaster.
Apricot blossom in February. Victory can be sandy.
Shrimp toad chirp. Yan came to see. Access Road. Repair ditches and embankments.
Homely and homely. Quick receiving.
Crabs are afraid of lacquer. Douhua is afraid of seeing the sun.
May Front. August Dawn.
Acacia rabbit order. Jujube chicken mouth. Mulberry shrimp toad eyes, elm negative tumors.
Elm pods. Mulberry falls.
Flower three bubbles four.
Seedling needle water. The dealer gets up early.
Wood reflowering. There is hail in the summer. Li Zaihua. Autumn frost.
Grass and trees. Pale and yellow flying.
As the saying goes
Flies don't bite and don't sew ducks.
Do not do anything bad during the day. I was not surprised to knock on the door in the middle of the night.
Smug frustration
A long drought is a rainy day. Encounter old acquaintances in a foreign land. Candle night in the cave room. When the list is listed today.
The widow wept with her children. The general was captured by the enemy. The lady of the palace of ungrace. The next one lifts people's hearts.
Xiangzhong nursery rhymes
Horses don't need whips to go, gritting their teeth to get through this year.
Children's play ballads
Yang Liuer works, smoking a spinning top;
Willow is green, let go of the air;
Yang Liu'er died, kicking the shuttlecock;
The willow sprouts and plucks the child.
The children of the capital pray for rain
Green dragon head, white dragon tail,
The child begs for joy on a rainy day.
The wheat is browned,
Start the Dragon King.
Big down and small down,
The first to eighteen.
Mahasa.
That's all for now, I'm tired of looking for it.
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