Li Bai's Sauvignon Blanc I

Sauvignon Blanc, in Chang 'an.

Autumn insects are singing by the golden well, and the frost is shining on my mat like a small mirror.

High light flashing; My desire is getting deeper and deeper. I lift the curtain, sigh and stare at the moon.

Like a single flower, with the cloud as the center, there is a high sky in the world. Below, I see the green and the agitation of water.

Heaven and earth are far away, can I dream over the portal and over the mountains? .

Sauvignon Blanc destroys the heart and soul.

Smile and expect. Book of Songs. Feng weishuo is a native.

Tell a story about a fox!

The anthomaniac queen is at peace.

Clouds are clothes, jade is beautiful, handsome men are flowers, and for whom does Jiangshan lean?

Unique, he said to me: "Smile like a flower, eyebrows like a picture, fluttering like a light cloud, Juanjuan is twenty or eighty years old!"

Crazy, he said to me: "Spring water is like a god, hibiscus is like a face, and it smells better than flowers!" "

And my slogan after crossing is: don't spend so much, just spend a little!

Generally speaking, this poem does not come from one place, but from several places. Is that clear?