A bosom friend has a century-old classic, which has left the world famous. Luoyan Pingsha Song Shizhi, Yuqiao landscape asks Xinning.
Gently flick the melody for three points to get drunk, how many places to break the strings to wake up? Even if there are thousands of strands of true love, who will listen when Ziqi is gone?
Second, chess
? Silently, gunpowder smoke rises, and black and white are mixed with clouds and rain. Concentrating on searching for clever strategies, concentrating on dark circles.
There are no boats in the mountains and rivers, and the road turns to the peak and returns to another sky. Dreams in the world between square inches, think twice and settle down.
Three, book
There is no fragrance and no grass, and there is fragrance. The stone inkstone is researched and the ink is dyed in the pond. The pen walks the dragon and the snake coils nine songs, and the phoenix dances in the three rivers.
In the hidden depths of Lushan Mountain, the peach blossoms of human faces are reflected on the wall. The iron paintings and silver hook books are eternal, and the spring and autumn elegant things are hidden.
Four, draw
? Clouds and rains, mountains and rivers are packed in plain paper, and the dawn wind and the waning moon enter the Huazhang. A penny spreads the rhyme of thousands of years, and the colorful colors blend together for several degrees.
The sound of pines and streams on the mountain road, and the painting of boats by the Xuexi Pavilion. Whoever stays in the spring is always there, only the blue and green flowers will be fragrant forever.
Five, poetry
Thinking about writing a new chapter, the soul of poetry is almost insane. Chao Fu is sad and resentful when parting, and Mu Yin gathers to laugh and repay pity.
Spring flowers and autumn rain all form a rhyme, Xiaoyue and frost all enter the couplet. Occasionally, I forget the good words, and Tang Feng doesn't know the year.
Six, wine
? Slightly fragrant and slightly translucent, the fragrance is delivered from Xinghua Village. Don't hold your hand with infinite affection, and your friends will be crazy when they pour a cup.
Often accompany poets to drink on the moon, and follow poets to wander around poems. The end of the world is thousands of miles away, but I, Jinzun, love my hometown the most.
seven, flower
The bottom of the dead branches and leaves waits for Xinyang, and finally the love is open and dark. The red cheeks shyly peep at the butterfly dance, and the vermilion lips lightly open and sing.
? Invite the garden to show the spring scenery, and pick up the fragrance of the breeze. Living in the dust without regrets, new students see prosperity from this.
eight, tea
The bottom of the dead branches and leaves waits for Xinyang, and finally the love is open and dark. The essence of the sun and the moon is hidden at the bottom of the leaf, so you can take a quiet bath without showing off.
? Quietly melts the colors of the four seas and thousands of rivers, and darkly moistens the fragrance of the four seasons for thousands of years. The leisurely wind outside the window is warm and cold, and the friends in the pot are fragrant. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com