Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's houses, the west wind and the thin horse on the ancient road, the sunset, the heartbroken people are at the end of the world.

The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the wind blows on the grass. Cows and sheep.

We will meet soon. No paper or pen, I will rely on you to convey peace.

I lie down at night listening to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into sleep.

The grass is dry. The eagle's eye is sharp, the snow is gone, and the horse's hooves are light.

Waving his hand, he went away, and the horses roared.

You can't be seen on the mountain winding road, and there is a place for horses to walk in the sky above the snow.

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Shoot the horse first to shoot the man, and capture the king first to catch the thief.

The spring breeze is proud of the horse's hoof disease, and you can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

But the flying generals of Dragon City are here, and they will not teach the horses to cross the Yin Mountains.

The shepherds drive the calves back, and the hunting horses and birds return.

The old man is in a state of ambition. Thousands of miles away. In his old age, the martyr is full of ambition.

The shepherd boy rides the yellow ox, and his singing shakes the forest. He wants to catch the cicada, but suddenly he shuts up and stands.

Although the turtle has a long life, it is especially beautiful when it comes. .

When the flowers are blooming and the flowers are falling, the children crow, and I heard that the dragon is crossing the five streams.

In the clear sky, a crane flies above the clouds, which brings poetry to the blue sky.

The frost has fallen and the bear has climbed up the tree, and the deer in the forest are drinking from the stream.

I lie down at night and listen to the wind and rain, and the iron horse and the glacier fall into my dreams

Chaimen hears the barking of dogs, and returns home on a snowy night.

Thousands of birds have disappeared, and thousands of people have disappeared.

Spring sleeps without waking up, and you can hear the singing of birds everywhere.

Spring has gone and the flowers are still there, but the birds are not surprised when people come. .

Those who are covered with silkworms are not silkworm farmers.

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.

The apes on both sides of the bank can't sing. Stay, the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

My old friend left the Yellow Crane Tower in the west, and the fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March.

The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it.< /p>

The reeds are all over the ground and the reed buds are short, it is the time when the puffer fish is about to come.

The geese and geese sing to the sky; white hair floats on the green water, and the anthurium stirs the clear waves.

Thousands of miles of yellow clouds and white sun, and the north wind blows wild geese and snow.

The tiger occupying the dragon's plate is better than the past, and the world is turned upside down.

Early orioles in several places Fighting over the warm trees, whose new swallows are pecking at the spring mud.

The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.