Near noon, the cloud mirror void flew thunderbolts, and the storm poured suddenly. Ma Jia was stunned that the cloud cliff was falling, and there was no way out of the water in an instant. The two of them frolicked in the vegetable garden, holding their heads to avoid dodging and moving quickly. I was embarrassed and drenched, so I took off my coat and held an umbrella as a wing protector. The frightened thunder and lightning returned barefoot, and the grass rushed recklessly like a rabbit. The dew condenses the green fields, and the sun penetrates the clouds through the mist. Suddenly the pouring came to a halt, and the rainbow cantilevered arc reflected the smoke. Wash the glass a hundred times, and return the clear nature of the world. Tai Hong stood looking at the blue sky, and then Wanli then teased Fu:

"Half a day, three clouds and three sunny days, thousands of things.

Far ashamed of the plot, the tongue iron casting. ”

The rain stopped, and Ma Jia began to rest. The cloud mirror is first washed, and the wind falls and the jade duo is singing. Look at the rainbow in the wilderness, and fly to the hidden pavilion. I read the Spring and Autumn Festival last night, and look at the magpie today.

The cloud mirror boy Jia Siyi, with immature and stiff iron shoulders. The wind old warbler is enmiring the young men, and the rain is fat and the sun is going to Pengque. Si Yiwen touched his cheeks when he heard this, and pretended to be at a loss and said:

"The lazy worm is ashamed of me, wash your face and cross the moon?!"

The little brother has a Dan heart, and the weak crown looks to the new world;

The eldest brother lives in the cloud mirror, and the iron shoulders bear the old rivers and mountains alone.

The wind is swift and thunderous and boiling, and the lightning flashes brightly and darkly. Qingtang is bright green and thin, and the flowers are tender and red. Minglang looked back at Jia Xiao, like a cat playing with a kettle and swimming fish:

"That is, right and wrong, good and false."

Misfortune and misfortune are intertwined between leaning and leaning,

Rise and fall linger in the meeting of profit and void.

Love is true and fake, and the widow is not deviated. The truth is not deceitful, and it is clear that it is simple and simple, so why be extravagant. Talents are not reserved, and the amount of things is less and the credit is poor. Use good advice to be tolerant, and the world is one family. The boy is playing tricks, raising his fingers and exaggerating nonsense:

"The pig is stupid and wonderful, and the monkey is shaky.

Thousands of hundreds, praise me is wonderful. ”

One country and two kings, one country is unreasonable; One family and two fathers, one family is unreasonable. A family is benevolent, a country is benevolent; One family, one country; One man is greedy, and the other country is in turmoil. There are husbands and women and then husbands and wives, husbands and wives and then fathers and sons, fathers and sons and then brothers, relatives of a family, and so on. Tomorrow is not a family, and I am respectful and humble.

After the rain, the clear stream is full of ravines, and the grass is green and barren at the beginning of the day. Ten thousand miles off the shoes two hooks hanging, Taihong undressed the flag alone. Minglang teased and walked the red feet, and ridiculed Siyi's subtle words:

"The elder brother said that he was well-behaved, and he was arrogant and thick-skinned.

The clouds and sunny days are strange, don't follow the sky. ”

Today's cloud mirror travelers, the Ming Dynasty Central Plains clear stream;

Brothers are righteous and benevolent, and Bohui is good.

Before the words fell, he turned his face in shock, and fell into the circle without any difference. The two children played frolicking, and the wind and rain in all directions were suddenly threatening. The thunder and lightning were urgent, and the silver bead explosion bottle burst into flames. Suddenly, the soybeans poured out, and the qiongji was repeatedly bumped and sprinkled. A word of thousands of miles turned out to be a prophecy, and the two sons and four eyes ridiculed each other. Hurriedly walked under the ancient acacia, laughing at the embarrassed linen clothes.

Sunny comes and rains, rain and sunny. Bright lightning flashes, thunder and thunder. Brother Huaixia!?

A torrential rain slowed down, and 10,000 silver filaments poured down to the ground. In the faint haze, Weng was lonely on the cloud mirror road. But when he saw a little donkey driving upside down, he wore a hat and hung a big tassel. The lonely shadow facing south swims alone, facing the north with four hooves throwing splash stains. Or Xu or walking the pill beads, as if to go and forget the situation. There is no self-staining heart in the dust, and the reputation is mixed. Jama looked extraordinary and waved his arms in agreement. Invite Weng to avoid Huai Huai and finally rest, and raise the whip after the sunshine.

Under the ancient acacia, it is difficult to look near from afar; On the green donkey, there is no saddle;

seems to be acquainted, the Yellow River has not dried; All the clouds are floating, and Weng walks the mud pills.

He once thought that the old donkey turned a blind eye, and Jia Erhuai waved his arms down. Near and far away, children's voices are playful:

"Yunjing Village planted a thousand years old wood,

People said that they had seen fruit fairies accompany them.

Ancient and modern dreams, South Ke drunk,

I can't call it when I get closer. ”

Death and death, poverty and poverty, virtuous and unscrupulous, reputation, hunger and thirst, cold and heat, are the changes of things and the line of life. Reputation is never audible, and right and wrong are always self-evident.

The ancient acacia gradually drifted away, and the road was secluded and smoky. I have met three times in a good life, and the four hooves and lonely donkeys are against two children. Chat about the table and send affection coldly, and let it be like a passerby. Thousands of miles of eyes look into the distance, and the elegant chanting is not endless:

"The blue pond moves the reflection, and the jade tree is fragrant.

Don't care about the rain and whip Laos in a hurry. ”

Under the Huai Xia, the wind and rain are singing, and the lotus is first acquainted with the moonlit night;

The donkey goes north and south, the end of the world is close at hand, and it is ridiculous to miss the end of the hand.

He has always been good and elegant, and often confuses the people with false fame and fortune. The bearing is high, and the gentleman cultivates virtue and is poor. Chaoyuan is a noble and rich child's house, and a wealthy family is fat and dusty at dusk. The broken cup bowed his head, and the herbal tea was cold. The vast and vast Yuxi waved his wings, and the waves were waiting to leap into the scales. But seeing that the donkey rider is not good, he is suspicious and the old saying is still fresh:

"The forest is not quiet, the tree wind seeks quietness,

There are clouds and rain in the sky.

Pink butterflies love flowers silently,

Xiao Toad's hook is twisting and turning. ”

Riding a donkey and making a new sentence, the cloud mirror child secretly admires;

The poems are divided into happy things, and they are still drunk and drunk.

Hearing the words, they didn't expect it, and the two of them were shocked. Looking at the Kasa Weng seems to be familiar, and he encounters the mirror village in a trance. It seems that the lotus priest under the moon is not aware of the difference after the rain. The four eyes looked at the waist convex, and a sac was bulging like a fairy. But listening to the sudden chirping of the green donkey, the hooves left no traces. Ma Jia lowered his eyes and congratulated him silently, and Gu Ying secretly felt sorry for the orphan.

The detainees are late, and the young man is hockey. Derun Dayin, a great life. Riding a donkey on his back, the shadow of the fog is lonely. Give poems and give chicks, and have no intention of hesitating.

Free access to the locks, iron and stone cold intestines look sophisticated. The townsman drove the donkey in the rain, and looked at the silver mist under the Huai. Today, I met and lost my entertainment, and I was happy to meet again. I don't know why Shuoru will come again, but pray for wisdom and insight into the truth. I hope that the old and young will have a special relationship, and they will bring support and reward Lan Fu tomorrow. Just like Cedar to Maoying, it is like a new note. Like white chrysanthemum and red plum, cooking tea and drinking joy at dusk. Diligent and sincere, the two sons of Yunjing have attained spiritual enlightenment.

Mo Zhai's disciples, the world is called a hot belly;

The couple of Yang Zhu is known as a cold intestine in the world.

I saw that Si Yi had no intention of knowing, and the wine bottle on his waist was really hard to guess. The aged jade paste accompanies the sideburns, and the thunder flashes in front of the eyes in a trance. The wind swept the fairy reed and swayed gently, and the faint fragrance came slowly. Taihong clenched his fists and laughed, sticking out his tongue and playing like a red child:

"The old man rode his donkey south,

The ancient acacia gourd swayed the east wind. ”

Fish and birds frolicking, pine yun drunken pavilion. The cone-footed erect is gray-green. The posthumous family study, the big-character inscription. Wandering rivers and lakes is like duckweed.

Yunjing Ancient Village is ancient and green, and the breeze is Hsinchu and Xinbi. Minglang looked at the rain break, and Fu Mu Liang regretted it for a long time:

"The branches are staggered and slanted,

Luxuriant, deep, and lush. ”

I don't know two children from a strange road, and I give poems to give back affection, and I occasionally show coincidence;

Evolution, gathering and dispersing, going in and out, life is like a trance.

The cloud mirror field is shallow and the pond is shallow, and the white lotus pile is full of snow and water in the east. Slanted peep at the little brother and hugged the locust tree to pretend to be a hero:

"The snow wears the frost and the famine years,

Smell the thunder and look at the sky and laugh at the sky. ”

The young man is running vertically and horizontally, and he does not want to create a realm;

Even in the silence, the best place is deep thinking.

After the rain, the first sunny day is washed, and the land in front of you is lush and green. Looking sideways at his brother Ming Langle, he held Huai Huai with one hand and read Ligong:

"Gifted and upright, this is a long life,

Wisdom in the land is cultivated. ”

The cold green is dyed, and it is dust-free. The wind is coming, and the sky is empty. The ancient tune of the palace signs, clear my soul. The blue is one color, and the dragon is like a hundred statues.

Climb the tree and climb the branches, leaning on the branch to look at the desire to soar. Yetang lotus tender sharp corners, Shu Huai's message table lungs and intestines:

"Gu Huai I love it very much, and I sit by it all day long.

There is heat in the world, and the nest is cool. ”

The lotus leaves are like mirrors, and the horns are sharp and sharp like cones;

He pity the two children, and each leaves a poem in the rain of the moon.

Siyi had no reason to play crazy, and climbed straight to the highest eye of the ancient acacia. Minglang frowned and was afraid of falling, and his slow voice and gentle words repeatedly blocked him. Repeatedly up and down a few hustles, advance and retreat and stop the fallacy. The brothers put their arms together and sang together.

The pond water is clear, and the reflection is two. Jia Kankan is empty, and the climb is high. The smoke is faint, and the Hua River is reckless. Finally rest, should be generous.

Taihong is full of sex at the moment, frowning and disgusting the scenery. I only regret the hunger, and for the time being, I feel cold when I "collect the troops". is picky and unsatisfactory, and a thousand words of ridicule are sorrowful. Yan Xiao Dongpo talks about less madness, and He Kantao makes love quiet. The poor little brother acquiesced and threw himself into the well with the "punching bag". With Thesyi, let Xilang be fierce. Saiong lost his horse and waited for happiness, and the eunuch studied to accompany Youxing.

Ten thousand rolls are broken in the hand, and five cars are in the abdomen;

The ghost valley should be a yarrow strategy, and Luofu should prove the chessboard.

sighed, reminiscing about the old man riding a donkey, but seeing the two remote masters. A song "Drunkard" rhymes, and the three drum brothers fill in the lyrics:

"Watts.

Take it easy.

Extraordinary winds.

Meet the village boys.

Hurried.

Welcome to the desire to climb and blend.

Mo to Huaixia Qingtong.

Poetry and workmanship.

New clumps of mist cover.

A donkey sings green and red.

Drunken Gong Langyong,

Marvel at Ssangyong.

Ringing whips,

Looking at the smoke is half deaf.

Back to the back of the terror.

The dense rain is sparse and the curtain is clear.

The resignation is not over.

Floating dust Anxidong.

Bow your head and be secluded.

Smile and see the lonely traveler. ”

Childhood is minus one day a day, and the surprise is ten points;

Before the first encounter in the wild pond, Huaixia met the donkey riding again.

Get along with each other in the morning and dusk, and Ma Jia is deeply in love. Looking back at the passing of childhood, the bright moon and flowers float in the pond. The eternal romance has been washed away, and a generation of cloud mirror children. In the center, he views the brothers in this way, and the poems and witty words are stumbling:

"To the two brothers,

The opposite sex Jin Lan is reversed.

There is a view to look at the twilight clouds,

There is no wealth and little material to learn Yao Shun.

Mo Yanren is a small long-term Yi,

Silent and smiling.

I don't know the future,

Yan Huang Chengde is diligent. ”

The younger brother has strange ambitions, and the younger brother poems are appropriate. Alone to the sycamore, the phoenix is humble. The wild pond is full of water, and the ancient acacia is a poem. Mo Zhen must be a man.