Unusual, this time I went back and forth to Yunjing Village, and the morning wind blew in the ears. The grass and trees are frosty and cold, and the horses' clothes are cold and cold. A hurried lunch only suppresses hunger, and overnight cakes and vegetables chat. Before the three encounters with great virtue, the three new people worship the wise. Thinking carefully about Xiaozi's prophecy, the pearl is connected with the spiritual purpose. But listening to half of the talk, fortunately there are nine jacks. Resolutely go to Liuquan again, and visit Meng Yan with sincerity. I hope that this life will be close to the eyebrows, and the flowers will be superb. Looking back at the dignity of the face and comforting the tired, idle talk about Zhou Yitong's metaphysics. How can I bear to be sincere and thirsty, and the slightest bit is not in myself. Slip straight to the joy of joy, and gallop in a hurry. In an instant, I went to the garden to look at the canopy eaves, and stopped to caress my chest and gasp for joy. After a little calm, Fang Xiao was embarrassed and lost his rope. When a stick of incense burns ashes, six peeps at the old man through the window paper. tiptoe to move the door to cover the void, and hold your breath to enter the curtain. The belly and eyebrows are free, and the old man returns to his hometown and hides here. Minglang wanted to knock on his waist, and fixed his eyes to look at the panic. Yesu's right arm sleeps on the pillow, and his left hand is idle. The saliva hanging silk is bright and bright, and the diffuse jaw is shining and full of sundials. The sound of sleeping snoring rings the strings, and the wet placket is half dripping with bamboo. Drunk and suspicious, he had no time to watch from the sidelines. Ma Tong wanted to arouse his fear and annoyance, and waited quietly and couldn't afford to worry. Wandering left and right, pinching for seconds, and being silent. For a long time, the shadow is still lonely, and the empty disciples are empty. In the middle of the night, I returned home, slowly and embarrassed. The toad moon shines on the firewood, and the tears reflect the pheasant.

The horses came again and returned to the village with regrets. Xiaozi is dominant, and returning home is complicated because of simplification. Half-drunk and half-asleep, Yan Xiao boy entered. Ren Er's heart was surging, how dare he disturb and annoy.

Sighing, the next morning the bad news was shocked, and Qiong Weng returned with a crane. Ma Langduan pondered for a long time, pouring tears and grief:

"The spring ice is crystal clear, and the sun will disappear.

Plain and round, beautiful and not worshipping the dynasty.

The piano is played with music, and the orchid is withered.

The philosopher understands it, and the universe is clear.

Don't be proud on the outside, run Qiongyao on the inside.

The abyss leaps, and the feathers and snow are in the sky. ”

Fortunately, Ma Tong revisited Chengqian. Sadness makes people, and Qiong Weng becomes an immortal overnight. Speechless, he drove the crane alone, and painfully hurt the cloud mirror boy. Bestow the name "three new", and the nine springs of Yesuo's legacy.

It's hard to be yourself, Minglang is sad and sad, and Xiaozi is a strange man. In a trance, he suspected that he was a lotus guest, and he knew that he was a Confucian. Ordinary solitary figures, Wende martial arts are unique. Grateful for yesterday's fame and virtue, pity the wrong and obedient did not serve the pot.

Sad and painful, Xinhai is a flying star, and Liu Quan rides a donkey;

It is gratifying that the Northern Expedition is a leader in the crane, and a scholar is a scholar.

Sunny and cloudy, the willow spring pine crane welcomes the immortal sage, and recalls the words of "Tasha Xing". Under the sun, Brother Ma and Brother Jia took Jia Di on the raft to salute the spirit:

"Xinhai Qiaoxiong,

Willow Springs Weng Fu.

Drunk and lonely.

Bamboo frost, chrysanthemum, snow and white clouds,

Come and invite the moon to fly high.

Siyi is expected,

Minglang is looking forward to meeting.

There is no way out of the world.

Huaiqian two small Wangyao platform,

Sleepwalking in the cold and summer. ”