Always remember the sunset in Xiting.

As drunk as a fiddler, we didn't remember anything on the way back!

Always had a good time, but lost to the swimming pool deep in Zhu Feng.

Fight for crossing.

Fight for crossing.

Frightened, all the egrets in the shallows flew away.

well

The rain stopped suddenly last night.

Deep sleep won't leave a hangover.

Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.

Guess what?

Guess what?

It should be green, fat, red and thin.

Dianjiangchun

Lonely boudoir, an inch of sorrow in my heart.

Xichun.

When will it rain?

Leaning over, just not in the mood.

Where are people?

Even it's getting dark, and the way home is broken.

Huanxisha

Xu Mo Cup is dark amber.

Melt before you get drunk.

Better late than late.

The brain is fragrant, the dream is broken, and the cold golden bun is loose.

Wake up, time and space are red for candles.

Huanxisha

The idle window in the yard is full of spring.

The heavy curtains didn't roll and sink.

Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.

The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly.

The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.

Huanxisha

Idle spring and cold weather.

The jade stove is full of water and smoke.

Dream back to the mountain to hide flowers.

Haiyan will mow the grass in the future, and Jiang Mei has sown catkin cotton.

Wet the swing at dusk.

Huanxisha

A bun hurts spring, and you are more careless in combing your hair.

Plum blossoms are early in the evening breeze in the courtyard.

Light clouds travel to and from the moon.

Jade duck smoked the stove to wake up, and Zhu Ying covered the tassel.

Rhinos can also keep out the cold.

Huanxisha

Embroidered curtain lotus smiled.

Leaning on the sweet cheeks of the precious duck.

Oh, I don't know

On the one hand, it is charming, on the other hand, it is charming and hateful to send you.

The moon moves and the shadow comes back.

Complain about one's feelings

Come to Shen Zui late at night to remove makeup.

Plum calyx is attached with residual branches.

When you wake up from alcohol, you will sleep in spring and your dreams will never return.

People are quiet, and the moon is lingering.

The green curtains hung down.

It takes more time to remove the residual core, burn more incense and get more time.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The sound of returning flood broke rinspeed.

It's snowing in the back window, and the smoke is straight out.

The bottom of the candle is bright.

Women are better than men.

The sound of the trumpet urges the morning light to drain, and the morning light belongs to the cow.

It is difficult to see flowers in spring.

The west wind keeps the old cold.

Bodhisattva is beautiful

The wind is soft, but it is still early spring.

The shirt was in a good mood at first.

I feel slightly cold when I sleep.

Plum blossoms burn on the temples.

Where is my hometown?

Forget it unless you're drunk.

Burn while lying in the water.

The fragrance and smell of wine have not disappeared.

within walking distance

The wind will set the flowers deep, and there will be red snow outside the curtain.

I remember for a long time that after begonia blooms, it is the season of hurting spring.

The wine column sings jade and honors the sky, and the blue cylinder is dark and bright.

The soul dream is unbearable, miserable, and even more screaming.

Serenade of peace and joy/lyrics of peace, tranquility and joy

In the heavy snow every year.

I often indulge in plum blossoms.

It's no good moving all the plum blossoms.

Win clothes and clear tears.

This year, the ends of the earth.

Flowers grow on the temples.

Look at the plum blossom blown by the night wind, and it is probably hard to see its gorgeous.