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"Farewell Is Difficult" is a poem with my best friend Ma Shubin

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    ? "Farewell is Difficult" A Poem Conversation with His Best Friend, Talented Ma Shubin

    one,

    Gathering and dispersing Yiyi and wandering, the setting sun is green and glowing.

    Evening wind especially loves frost, leaving the west compartment empty can't be exchanged.

    The new wind blows thousands of miles away in the capital.  Changting bid farewell to tears.

    Now go to the imperial capital and swipe your pen and ink, and don't touch the dragon eyes and swear not to return!

    two,

    ? The shadow of the morning sun moves in front of the dawn window, and the jade tree is covered with frost and heavy smoke.

    A branch of wintersweet is at the end of the cold year, but the king's heart is still the same as before?

    ? A dream of cherishing each other and forming a bond in the world, the soul is broken and Linchuan is at your fingertips.

    Go to the beauty of the garden, and find the world again in the mortal world!

    three,

    The moss in the hut is long without anyone, and the beautiful woman will go somewhere.

    A dream of a mandarin duck in the world of mortals, once the wind and rain draw a bleak picture:

    Four,

    ? The morning mist is clear and the cage is snowy, and the glow is getting late and Qiongchi is cold.

    ?Smiling with winking eyes, the dream is still awake, I don¡¯t know who is still sleeping

    five,

    In the middle of the night, I listen to the wind and recall Xiaoxiang, and the phoenix trees and banana leaves sing outside the window.

    After drinking, the Xiaoyao book is used as a pillow. Where will the crane feathers be inspected in the Ming Dynasty?

    six,

    ?Last night, I was drunk with the sword at the Pavilion, but I didn't hear the morning bell of the mountain temple.

    ?Where does Dongyan survive the cold winter when the cold wind blows and the dream wakes up in spring?

    seven,

    The face is full of spring breeze and jade beauty, because I met you today.

    ?We know each other so there is no need to talk too much, let¡¯s welcome the severe cold and not be afraid of winter.

    eight,

    ? Ruixue welcomes the spring into Qincheng, Feng Xiaoluan plays the zither and the zither.

    There are two butterflies in Zimo Tianjie, looking for a good wind on the bank of the Weihe River.

    Nine,

    Who remembers Xu Niang's old appearance, with beautiful makeup and tears accompanying the long wind.

    ?Worries are often sent to willows by the river, and the shadows and smoke traces are like dreams (remember the website of this site: www.hlnovel.com
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