Life and death are generous, and Zi Cheng says. Hold your hand and grow old with your son.

It's hard to emulate

The slightest bit is paid, and Samsung is in the sky. What occasion? See this lover. Son, son, what a good lover!

The Millennium is frost. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side.

You want to send me a peach, and I want to give it back to Qiong Yao. Not to thank you, always cherish your feelings.

Guan Heming's osprey, accompanied by the small continent of the river. A beautiful and virtuous woman is a good spouse of a gentleman.

Peach blossoms are in full bloom, colorful and fiery red. The girl is going to get married and be happy at her husband's house.

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

The wind and rain darkened the sky and the cock crowed outside the window. How can I be unhappy when I see you in the wind and rain?

Qingqing is your collar, YY is my miss.

There are bandits and gentlemen, such as cutting as grinding.

A wise man corrects his own mistakes through the mistakes of others.

The speaker is innocent, and those who smell it are enough to quit.

Under the cross gate, you can stay up late. Secretion of the ocean, you can enjoy hunger.

Decadence has no beginning, and fresh talents have an end.

Mice have skin, but people have no tools; If a person doesn't look his face squarely, he might as well die.

Bright white horse, empty valley still. A pile of grass is making forage, and the man's character is like Joan.

Han is too broad to swim; The river is so long that it is impossible to take a raft.

Jiang Yousi's son, not me! No, I did, and then I regretted it.

I haven't seen you all day, Sanqiu.

A herd of deer, yo, ate mugwort in Ye Yuan. I have a group of good guests, playing the piano and playing the piano.

And plums, actually seven! Please me, scholar, please be lucky!

Smile and expect.

Trouble in my heart is like a robber washing clothes. Think quietly, but can't fly.

My heart is full of stones, but I can't turn it around. I'm full of bandits. I can't get involved.

As soon as the moon comes out, people worry, worry and worry!

Fire is full in July, and clothes are delivered in September.

The high shore is a valley, and the deep valley is a mausoleum.

Give me a peach and give it back to Li.

Those who know me make me worry, and those who don't know me make me want.