The clues around Bifeng are now covered with moss.

The flying stream overflows, and the water is loose and sad.

Looking at the wonders in the north, the cliffs are destroyed in the east.

The cave door was closed with a stone fan, and the underground clouds steamed and thundered.

Climb to the heights and look at Peng Ying. Imagine the platform of gold and silver (5).

A long whistle from Tianmen brought a breeze to Wan Li.

There were four or five girls who floated nine times.

Smile and hold hands, leaving me a rose cup.

It's a pity to bow down again if you're not a fairy.

How carefree it is to die in a small universe!

Xiao Qing rode a white deer and went straight to Tianmen Mountain.

People meet feathers in the mountains, good face.

I want to talk, but I can't cover Qingyun Pass.

I left my book floating among the rocks.

It is ancient, and it is not idle to read.

Feeling these three sighs, I didn't come back from the teacher.

Go to Japan with an open mind and raise your hand to clear the clouds.

Spirit flying, such as out of heaven and earth.

The Yellow River comes from the west and winds into the distant mountains.

Take a look at the octupole on the edge of the cliff, and your eyes will be as free as possible.

Occasionally, the value of children, green hair and double clouds.

Laugh at me for being a late fairy and wasting my face.

Hesitant and invisible, mighty and difficult to chase and climb.

Zhai Qing's 3 100 is 10 ⑽, and mitogen writes the Taoist scriptures.

Chanting is justified, and the gods defend me.

Clouds are long and winds are long, and they are shaped like wings.

Climb the cliff to see the sun, and lie on the threshold to see the east.

The sea moves mountains far away, and the cock crows first.

The silver platform is upside down, and the white waves turn over the whales.

With the elixir of life, fly to Peng Ying?

The Japanese view is inclined to the northeast, and two cliffs are sandwiched with two stones.

When the sea falls before your eyes, the sky is far away and you shake the blue sky.

Thousands of peaks compete, and thousands of valleys are unique.

Myanmar and other cranes have gone to the fairy, and there is no trace in the cloud.

Long pine into the clouds as an orphan? ⑿? The distance is not enough.

Mountain flowers are different. Five flowers in the snow are white.

Finally, speaking of peace, we are here to refine jade liquid.

Drink Wang Muchi and vote for Tianmen Pass [13].

Walking in the green hills at night with the green lyre alone.

The mountains are bright and the moon is white, and the night is quiet and relaxed.

Immortals swim in Bifeng, singing everywhere.

Silence is a beautiful work of listening and entertaining. Jade is really delicate.

Imagine a phoenix dance and a dragon and tiger costume.

Picking melons in the morning, I don't remember coming back in a trance.

Raise your hand and understand, and climb the loom by mistake.

I lost my seat tomorrow morning, but I saw five clouds flying.