Chapter 3 Chapter 3(12)

You don't see it, the heirs of the Chinese people, and the whole family is happy. God-given noble son or daughter, like a silver cicada reflecting a hundred carp. Parents pray more for prosperity, and less for the seeds. Often men and women look at the dragon, often inferior and bend their fingers. If you want to be glorious, you must be good, but ask Yaozu to be true. From the perspective of the reproduction of children and grandchildren, there is no farmer to prosper. Secluded in the mountains, he was quiet and fasting, disdainful of slandering his reputation. Non-equal princes will respect each other, and it is enough to be immortal. The Fierce Divine Prefecture is throughout, and the Gilded Stream is only the base. Loyalty and filial piety are biased, and benevolence is promoted to eliminate evil. But Van Gaotang is extravagant and anxious, and he is often prone to being famous. For example, the Han Dynasty is like a child, and if the iron bull is the emperor. Ma Niang Shumu is kind, virtuous and gentle, and knows ethics. According to the ancestors, Miao Han's family motto is not complete. Caress Minglang's child and hug him diligently, and love him in every way.

Family motto, the foundation of the Guangzong, the foundation of the ancestors, the purpose of reproduction, such as the king's doctrine and order;

Family motto, because of the words of the sentence, the accumulation of sentences into chapters, the accumulation of chapters, in order to train the sages and wise of the descendants.

There is a way that Haoqi is good at cultivating tranquility, and Lingfeng is wise and self-sufficient. The beginning of the present and the new run through the morning and twilight, and the ancient rules are all followed. The high stride is in the wind, and the cold and hunger are so hidden. Ling Xiao soared into the sky and flew petrels, and the inscription wall was explained and recited by Yan Hong. Jiyi Runde title true life, Shunren Huaiming inherits the past sages.

If the husband has the ambition of the sky, and is not confined to the lower position, if he stands in a low house, he can't raise his head in embarrassment, and he is born with a special nature, and he is thousands of fathoms and thousands of fathoms.

At the age of six, Minglang was imminent to study, and Shumu admired the townspeople. Hike with your children out of the cloud mirror, and enjoy the flowers along the way to the willow spring. Xu Xing asked the boy and went around the creek to the front of the park. Green bamboo, ink chrysanthemum, osmanthus, red plum magnolia, crane sleep. Mother and son tended to knock on the door, waiting for a long time. Drum Yong pushed the door in with a shy face, and visited Guangyuan with a solemn face. The dove perches on the mulberry elm and the path is narrow, and the warbler cries peach and plum and the pond is connected. tiptoed into the room to steal his eyes, and Ma Lang was shocked and hidden. It is suspected that it is not a lotus lover in Huaitang, how can it be like a wine bottle driving a donkey fairy. Take a closer look at the fixed breath, and secretly sigh that the shoulder is wrong. If Tai Hong is here now, he will definitely go crazy with joy. The horse is embarrassed and dignified, and his eyes are silent.

In the east valley of Pujiazhuang, the spring flows at the bottom of the valley, and the green willows in the valley are shady, also known as the willow spring. It is the former residence of Mr. Songling, and it has its own subtlety.

Sure enough, this is the old man Qiong Xiaozi, who is brave and lonely. The majestic and majestic once went on a northern expedition, and he was tired of traveling back to his own seclusion. Read thousands of books at night in the moon, and fill thousands of songs and entertain every day. Hundreds of Ming micro living in the quiet room, the four seas vertical and horizontal floating map.

The twilight of the year is beautiful, and the horse is in a hurry. The lonely cloud does not give up, and it is hidden with whom. Willow spring clear stream, Danxin cinnamon cong. Riding a donkey and chanting poetry, the wine is fragrant.

The willow spring shines in the morning, and the grass is shining. The chickens in front of the pond sleep on a sunny day, and the bees behind the stream bloom. The bamboo fence of the courtyard is fine, and the pond garden is full of green bamboo shoots. Fearful of prestige, he admires the immortal bones, and admires and listens to Shun Shao. Minglang was anxious about the period, and he hesitated and disappeared. I didn't try to close my lips, and I stopped worrying before I wanted to. There is no idea about the high and low, and suddenly Jia Shan chats - his face is three feet thick, and his skin is half a scoop; Talking about drinking water, ridiculing and playing. The pony, in every possible way, is difficult to continue, and the three hard heads are chung. When he wanted to speak, he suddenly asked a question, and shivered like an invasion. The embarrassment retreated to his mother's side, frustrated and ashamed. The dream is haunted by thousands of degrees, and the trance is very lucky. The distance is suspended, and the fragrant remote sensing is self-sparing. Now I have a special fate, and I hope to accompany the dynasty in the future.

Qiong Xiaozi retreated happily, and the avenue was hidden and noble. I don't see the Xinhai warriors, but there are still willow springs and pine bamboos. Forget the majestic posture of the Northern Expedition and enjoy the smoke and sunrise alone. The horses have been admired for a long time, and the old and the young are in harmony with each other.

I only saw that the old man was lying on a rattan chair, playing with a half-awake and half-drunk sleep. Wen Yan whispered to Shumu, why did the mother come here. The Huang family was overjoyed and moved in front of Ma Langyesuo. Pray for a good name and worship the virtuous, and pray for blessing and wisdom to become a circle. Xiaozi frowned and looked at the child, and Shao Zizuo was long and chaste. Amiable and comprehensible, smiling and drinking:

"Mu Xiu Yao Lan Hui, eyebrows are upturned, plum and bamboo are strong.

There is no evil and goodness, and Jiale is sincere.

Serve the country and be loyal, and the people will be cautious.

'Three new' three provinces, Yu Zhende sounded. ”

Although Ma Lang is a child, he is a Chinese and English. Discerning eyes to recognize the pearl and give celebrities a virtuous voice. Jiayan has high hopes, and he is full of childishness. If you are bathing in the spring breeze, your true meaning will not be restored.

In the secluded courtyard, Ma Mu Shumu thanked her, and the red envelope was generous. Xiao Ye lowered his eyes to play with the ancient gourd, and he had no intention of respecting the mother. Huang secretly thanked him for his reputation, and the chief inspector said goodbye with childishness. Sanxin repeatedly wants to get married, and is afraid of mediocrity and self-intrusion. Silent words bowed down with the servants, and hiked to the home to see the sky. Thanksgiving to the townspeople for their good names, and high hopes for their own auspicious signs.