A pond of clear water leads to the river and stream, and a hundred pearls hide the grass. The cloud mirror orchard is adjacent to Mailong, and there is Huaikui outside the Majia court. The two young men have been exploring secrets since they were children, and thousands of mysteries are waiting to be solved. The walls are digging for treasures, and the horns are digging for gold and wealth. The left holds the broken axe and the gods, and the right holds the bald hoe and high stove. The dawn swept the open ground, and the twilight shoveled down the dust. The excavation of three feet of earth is a unique thing, stirring up nine clouds of dust. Today, the south is soaring to the east, and the next day the west is sliding to the north. I didn't know how to rest for ten miles, and my unkempt head was covered with dirt for four days. Repeated battles, return to the void will be gone. I just care about selfless cultivation and bring up some harvest.

Jing people cut their feet because of the original stone, and the origin of beauty and evil follows the world;

Ma Jia explores the secrets but is childlike, and he has been defeated and defeated repeatedly.

The poor countryside is a little happy land, and the fields are full of oaks. The two sons love Qi the most, and the ancient wood cloud mirror willow in front of the house. Since childhood, he has been cold and hungry, and he has lost his husband at a young age. Gentle face and kind eyes are rare for a hundred years, and there are blessings with kind eyebrows. The hair is arrogant and frosty, and the clouds and temples are envious of the Milky Way. Although the blue coat is old and new, the bun is round and holds the pan brain button. A gold-inlaid jade hairpin, seven oblique through the snail snails. It's like Green Tara coming back, as if the Buddha's heart is uncoincidental.

Yunjing Village West Mother Peach, 1,000-year-old flower, 2,000-year-old fruit;

Qi Beitang daylily, forty years of bitterness, thirty years of sweetness.

Children are always good at exploring secrets, and Qi's kindness and happiness are harmonious. A plate of porcelain plates holds candy, and two baskets of fresh cheeks are red. Looking for the secluded and careful every day, just like the sparrow out of the cage copper. Rampage like a horse, crazy and demented like a reckless bear. The pig is wanton and pampered, and prefers to be obedient and crazy. Busy day and night, less stopping, vigorous and more vigorous in the morning and dusk. He Kan has been defeated and frustrated repeatedly, and his fighting spirit is full of enthusiasm. There is no point in gaining and losing, it is like sleepwalking in a rainbow.

The two children explore the secrets, and the Qi family is very different;

Let it be unscrupulous, like a fairy fighting.

Qi Xu's family, the tooth and tooth language follow Ci Niang, and the yellow hair hangs down and begins to worship the Buddha. Reciting sutras and reciting mantras to recognize the truth is false, and prayers are pious and forgetting things. After marriage, he looked for Bodhi in thousands of thoughts, and before marriage, he was vainly bent in every way. After several years, I have been in a daze, and my homework in the morning and evening has not been violated.

Holding petals of incense and praying sincerely, Qi Xu's family is like an ice abyss.

The floating clouds will be swept away by the east wind, and the ignorance will not be bitter in vain.

In the eyes of all, China is happy to celebrate the Year of Wuzi, and China is happy to celebrate its new birthday. Huaxia is jubilant together, Yan and Huang are the same root and auspicious. Laughter everywhere filled the sea, and the noise from all directions overflowed the room. One yuan is more prosperous at the beginning, and the phase of Vientiane returns to the order of rank. The feudal imperial power was gone, and the king was completely deposed. Negotiation is a monument, and everyone enjoys equality and equality.

China is the world, in the world;

The world is China, under the whole world.

Looking at Huaxia, Taiyu clarifies the flow of Xiahui, and Shenzhou is running on the day. Hongxiang's song "Drunken Taiping", Zhenji at the beginning of the 100th year of Middle Earth:

"Long pavilion short pavilion.

Jincheng, a cold town.

The whole world and the north are in love.

Acacia new country into a new country.

Yan Huang is sincere.

Build camps.

The most precious old moon is bright.

Forever open remote. ”