Fog filled the clouds, and the days were spent in sorrow. Kapoor was among the birds in the incense burner. The festival is also a double ninth festival, and the jade pillow gauze kitchen is half cold at night. Dongli drinks until dusk, and faint chrysanthemum fragrance overflows his sleeves. Mo Tao doesn't sell souls, but the curtain rolls west wind, and people are thinner than yellow flowers. —— Drunk flower shadows, mist, thick clouds, and sorrow forever [Song] Li Qingzhao
Huang Ju's injuries gathered and dispersed at the beginning. Before I remembered those flowers, * * * said that I deeply wanted to. See Kim again, but not yet. Acacia is a night away. The ribbon is concentric and idling. Pairing is easy, but people hate pairing. Don't complain if you want to write colorful books. Tears have already filled the book first. -Liang Shanbo and Huang Ju broke up when they opened [Song] Yan Dao Ji
Pink enamel gold dress. Ping Xiu recognized Xiao Niang in the past. The emerald is slightly high, so the old man's hat is at the bottom. One year, it was the Double Ninth Festival. Avoid spring, I'm afraid it's not far away, look at the secluded path and steal autumn makeup. Drunk. My heart is like sadness. Tidal cheeks smile in the clear frost. Clever play, but also deeply stained with bee yellow. There are thousands of dew marks, self-pity for the old color, half spring cold, and a hundred feelings of fragrance. The sound of geese can't reach the Dongli shore, and the city is full of wind and rain. It hurts the most. Late at night, I hate butterflies flying wildly. -Cherish the slow yellow pollen golden coat [Song] Wu Wenying
I hated it for nine days when I first came to England. Still laughing, peony is over, cinnamon is colorless. The cup surface is cold and fragrant, and the hedge root urges the weaving of autumn. Love exquisiteness, screen the moon and water, and make a thousand knots. Fang Jingyun, Joan Hinton pharynx. The frost is reddish and moist. * * * Comment on Hua Suo's sentence to see who gets it first. You've been drinking all night, but no one has gone to pick up gold and silver. Count the traces, pillows and capsules, and acacia. -Man Jianghong Lu Huanchu Ying [Song] Wu Wenying
Huang Huaman said, Happy every year. And Qiu Guang is old. Green temples can't frighten autumn. If you fight in front of a statue, people will laugh. What do you know about flat peaches? Who lives in Sanshan Island? When I crossed to Lu 'an, the sea flew and the world was destroyed. -drunken flowers and flowers. Say [Song] Xin Qiji every year.