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The twenty-ninth episode of Wenyou's Poems is titled "Writing the Years with Passionate Brushes"
1. Daoyuan
? "Passionate Pen Writing Fleeting Years"
The orchid, the dark fragrance, the loneliness, the joy, the lonely and proud legacy of the previous life?
?The wind is cold and love is difficult to hold in this life, but the heavens are painstakingly looking forward to the next life?
?Seeing the meaning of the Tao with a pure heart is gradually fading, and the world of mortals passes away in a blink of an eye?
?Writing fleeting years with passionate pen, suddenly a ray of heart fragrance is far away.
2. Listen to the wind with the rain
Emotional Poet's Emotional Chapter, Dao Yuan wrote pine smoke.
3. Daoyuan
? I was once hurt to the bone by my beloved, soaked in passionate tears.
4. Dreaming of Awakening the White House
It's hard to continue complaining about fleeting years. A ray of heart fragrance lingers in your chest!
Five, Daoyuan
A cup of tea floats in the shadows, and a piano stroke expresses deep love.
6. The Grass on the Plain
There are so many joys and sorrows in the world of mortals, and I sing a song to pay Linquan.
? Over the years, there are hundreds of turns and peaks, and the mountains and rivers have their origins.
Seven, Daoyuan
? A dream in a small town is pursued by the wind, but tears of sorrow and joy have already flowed down my face.
? Although losing passion wins the years, clear words and light sentences recall the world.
8. Listen to the wind with the rain
?Life is only a moment, forget your worries and spend your days.
Nine, Daoyuan
How much do you know about the years of sighing? The romantic clouds scattered and wrinkled and climbed up.
10. Listen to the wind with the rain
The fragrant chrysalis breaks through the small silkworm cocoon, transforms into a butterfly and merges into the big world.
Eleven, Daoyuan
There is a vacuum, so it is difficult for color to be empty, and the source of color is emptiness, and color comes from emptiness. The nature of form is self-empty and non-extinct, and there is nothing in the vast world.
Twelve, I am destined to have you
? Even if the three lives are suffering, spend the fleeting years leisurely and happily.
Thirteen, Daoyuan
The clouds and smoke are full of natural interest, and the spring and autumn are written horizontally with a quick pen.
Fourteen, I am destined to have you
Ignore the troubles of the world of mortals, and indulge in poetry and wine to be free.
Fifteen, listen to the wind with the rain
Zen and philosophy are all truths, and there is no emptiness after the stream of light passes.
Sixteen, Daoyuan,
Half a scoop of weak water boils the heart,
One Leaf Bodhi Drunk Ink Zen.
Prajna Whisk first awakened,
The cool breeze transforms the environment.
Seventeen, I am destined to have you
Why be afraid that the coolness will accompany the dream late, and the sparse shadows in front of the window will become poems. I never pay attention to other people's laughter, I am self-indulgent and self-deprecating.
Eighteen, Daoyuan
Xiao evacuated and avoided the bustling, and the smoke and ink dyed the clouds in his dreams. Cleanliness was originally a cloud crane guest, washing away the dirt of Tongtong to the end of the world.
Nineteen, listen to the wind with the rain
Sparse hair and ink marks contain wisdom, half a foot of mind dares to tolerate the sky.
Twenty, Daoyuan
Xiao Xingyu thinks of a daughter's outfit, listens to the wind with the rain and has a good belly.
? Twenty-one, listen to the wind with the rain
? A calm mind and a peaceful mind accept all rivers, and the world is full of madness.
Twenty-two, Daoyuan
The passionate poems are refreshing, and the articles are worthy of talents.
Twenty-three, listening to the wind with the rain
Walking on the Xiaoyue covered bridge in the pool, Dao Yuan's poems and essays carry a boat.
Twenty-four, Daoyuan
The teacher's high-sounding words are absurd and exaggerated, and Daoyuan is ashamed and ashamed.
Twenty-five, listen to the wind with the rain
The pink scarf is ashamed of a woman, and she deserves to be romantic.
Twenty-six, Daoyuan
No matter how humble and hypocritical you admit it, dare to take the high teacher as a rest.
Twenty-seven, listen to the wind with the rain
Ye Yici's poems and poems are sent to the Spring and Autumn Period, and the emotional poets are paid for their ambitions.
Twenty-eight, Daoyuan
If you have nothing to do to write and ink, how dare you call it a poem and see a lot of laughter.
Twenty-nine, listen to the wind with the rain
Poetry and prose are elegant and insightful, worthy of the infatuated fairy
Thirty, Daoyuan
Love is infatuated and carefree wants to become a fairy, but there are ties to the common world.
Thirty-one, listening to the wind with the rain
?Leave aside the mundane affairs of the world of mortals, and naturally have a fairy fate in peace of mind.
Thirty-two, Daoyuan
The fairy fate must wait for meditation, and it is difficult to turn back in the waves of the world of mortals.
Thirty-three, listen to the wind with the rain
If you can't look back, you can look back, only the fairy world holds hands again.
Thirty-four, I am destined to have you
Holding hands with fate is fate, even if the mortal world is not as good as the sky.
Thirty-five, Daoyuan
Dao Yuan was speechless and deeply moved when the overbearing words came over. Send the spring breeze to pass on the fine wine, respect the teacher and thank you for your care.
Thirty-six, Daoyuan
All fate and immortality are fate, fate comes and goes with fate.
Thirty-seven, I am destined to have you
Sister Fate Fate Brother Fate is original, you have friendship if you have the Tao.
Thirty-eight, listen to the wind with the rain
?Sell oil with the rain and sell it hot, listen to the wind and talk nonsense without words.
? Poetry is elegant and interesting to prevent dementia, and the troubles of Taoism are blown by the wind.
Thirty-nine, Daoyuan
It doesn't matter whether there is a word card or not, a smile is far away from the dust.
Forty, listening to the wind with the rain
? Unite as one to sweep away the smog and join hands to restore the original ecology
Forty-one, Daoyuan
Human beings commit crimes to give birth to sick children, only because of greed.
Forty-two, listen to the wind with the rain
The crops are genetically modified, and the offspring are often eaten. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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