Five-character ·Privacy

It has been floating like water for a hundred years, and like the wind between a ridge.

The clouds laugh at the dust and the pine accompany the lamps of the ancient temple.

I watched the moon for a few times, and I praised the flowers for half a day.

The sky and the sea can be replenished, how can time come back?

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Recalling the Boy (Picture Card)·Spring

The wind sways and the water is warm, the flowing clouds and purple swallows suddenly appear.

The butterfly stamens in the Central Festival, the brocade fish clears the polka dots.

See you again in the bustling garden,

Like painted green, it has its own depth.

Who has a beautiful pen and still never get tired of watching it for a long time?

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July · Month                                     

Who can see the bright moon as bright as thousands of miles, like the light of water entering my sang?

The wide sleeves move the clouds and often play the sword, the soft and dark jade are good at playing the piano.

The old man and the old man slowly waited for things in the river, and the mountain guests heard the voice of the city from afar.

There have been many nights throughout the ages, and where are the hearts of old friends in the world?

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Seven-character · Darkness and Light

The sun and stars are hidden, the mountains and rivers are hidden, and all things are breathing and the sounds are sinking all over the sea.

Occasionally, the light and dark nights gradually drive away the coldness and fatigue.

Integrity can enjoy the storm of the wind and clouds, and righteousness can help the plants and trees spring.

The most expensive thing is to produce mud without staining, and do not moisten the fat and cream and keep the powder on your own.

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Sacrifice to the gods and ancestors.

Galloped for five thousand years.

Yi Wenren, a great swordsman.

Frequently urging immortal chapters.

Frequently tired,

Have a drink and fall asleep.

Slightly drunk reveals true feelings,

Let me see it with my heart.

Love the bright moon in the sky,

Jade liquid lips and teeth.

Dare to call a coward a warrior,

Begins crazy.

Fame and fortune are like clouds,

Looking at the world with a sleepy look.

It's boring to argue about the short story.

It is better to be a fairy in wine.

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Five-character sword

If a king overtakes a million soldiers, it can be heavy or light.

Wear clothes and armor at will, and cut the thorns as you wish.

Like a rainbow, the cold moon is like a snowy star.

Three-foot Hongmeng breaks, and always follows the righteous man.

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Seven                                                              �

The ice crystals moisten the jade flowers, and the buds are sprouted in the middle of the spring.

The sea of ​​ink is revived and the green waves are filled with the morning clouds.

Finally, I heard the oriole singing in the order, and I saw the mud swallows carrying a building home.

The colorful purples and reds compete to attract attention, and they are no match for the cinnabar on their eyebrows.

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Five-character · A daughter-in-law

There was a beautiful woman named Si in ancient times, with bright eyes cut through the water waves.

The city is so beautiful that the country is so beautiful that it is beautiful that it is beautiful that it is beautiful that it is beautiful that it is beautiful

The deposed queen is favored by the emperor and supported the Youxiong praises the virtues of the woman.

A wolf can make a smile, and a betrayal of the country can be destroyed.

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Bu Suanzi·Yunxian

The leaves fall in the courtyard and the wind is washed away by the sky.

Looking down at the mountains of love, hate and separation, and no intention of favor and disgrace.

The ink hair sprinkles white clothes, and the lonely and cold man is as cold as jade.

I hope that I will be lost infatuation and I will be gone.

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The road is long with a lonely lamp,

The moon bends at night.

The ink shadow branches shaking the stars falling,

I can see through the cold and heat.

Don't talk about a hundred years of silence,

Why do lovesickness arise?

The Great Dream Sings the Meaning of Life and Death,

No fear of turning into spring mud.

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Reminiscing Jiangnan·Jianghu

The storm moves,

Boiling blood dances wildly in the sand.

The sword shadow robs the light through the century,

Love is sent around your fingers to the end of the world.

All over the world think of home.

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Reminiscing Jiangnan·Night Violin

bowstrings,

Snow and moon and brilliance.

The jade fingers are flying in the world,

The soul drives away the cold night and calls Danxia.

A song of a flower for a lifetime.
To be continued...