Yulinling (double tone) The chilling cicada is sad. Facing Changting at night, the showers have begun to subside. There is no trace of drinking in the capital tent, and the orchid boat urges you to stay in the place of nostalgia. Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, they were speechless and choked. Thoughts go by, thousands of miles of mist, the dusk is heavy and the sky is vast. ?

Sentiment has hurt parting since ancient times. Even more embarrassing and neglected Qingqiu Festival. Where will I wake up tonight, on the bank of willows and the waning moon in the morning breeze. This passing year should be a time of good times and good scenery. Even if there are thousands of customs, who can tell them? ?

Ding Fengbo (double tone) Standing on the long embankment, the evening breeze rises indifferently. The showers have stopped, and the sky is desolate. Thousands of willow trees are blocking the way, covering thousands of miles of arrow waves. Boats and carriages are heading here, and everyone is competing for fame and fortune. Thinking of the prodigal son, I drive him all day long, trying to realize that the hometown is far away. ?

What do you mean? The embroidery pavilion is lightly thrown away, the brocade characters are rare, and the years are spent leisurely. I'm tired of my travels, I'm tired of my illness, I've recently learned all about the taste of official travel. Who can send this sentiment and vertical note to me? Even if Meng Guang and Zheng learn about me, they will become more and more haggard day by day. ?

Yuchi Cup (double tone) favors beauties. It’s hard to compare even Jiuqu’s celebrities. Naturally rejuvenated face, no fake Zhu Bacui. Full of autumn water. Elegant and coquettish before speaking. Every time we meet each other, the moonlight and the sunset, the flowers are in the morning, there is a deep meaning in pity. ?

Prepare phoenix pillow and mandarin duck quilt. In the depths, the branches and jade trees lean against each other. I am very happy when I am sleepy, the hibiscus tent is warm, it is not annoying. Love affairs, rare beauty. The situation has ended, and the fragrant clouds are oaths of alliance. Moreover, Xiangjiang and Xiangxi have been happy all their lives, and they are not willing to divorce lightly. ?

Slow rolled silk (double tone) The idle window is dark with candles, the lonely curtain is at night forever, and it is difficult to fall asleep while lying on the pillow. I bend my fingers carefully and think about it, the joys of the past are not over yet, and the meaning of life is profound. To this day, I regret everything. Nothing but haggardness. It's a great feeling to frown at the good times. ?

Red and green quilt. At that time, everyone was in tears. How can I be born to lean on the front, like cuddling up against the fragrance and warmth, holding the sun high in my arms while still sleeping. Even if you are a member of the Yi family, you should also be divided and worry about your heart. They are fighting like before, looking at each other indifferently, avoiding any worries. ?

Zhengbu Music (Double Tune) An elegant tryst, but a good time is wasted. Every time I think about it, I trace the old traces wildly. I have been lonely and depressed day and night. Who can go and look for flowers? Let’s talk about this in detail. The road comes to me, I feel tired and bored, I work in dreams and labor in my soul to remember each other. ?

The most important thing to know is that before the wind and under the moon, things on your mind are always rare. I hope that Chongchong and I can treat people as if they were first acquaintances. The situation is gradually approaching spring. Yes, there is news. This time, please take pity on her, and don't leave her lightly. ?

The beauty is drunk (double tone) The dusk scene is Xiaoxiao Yuji. The sky is clear and the wind is gentle. The first month is as beautiful as water. The waves of gold and silver are endless. Cold-soaked book curtains and dreams are broken, but the clothes are put on again. Linxuan bricks. ?

Su Guang pointed far away. Because I miss the green moth, I can see each other thousands of miles away from the soundproof dust. Watch carefully. Tired of sleepless nights. Gradually, the carved lantern leans alone. ?

Mi Xian Yin (Double Tune) After just passing the hairpin year, I first married the cloud servant girl, so I started to learn singing and dancing. At the banquet, in front of the emperor, the king and the grandson agreed with each other. Even if you think it's time to wait, if you smile, you'll spend a lot of money. I am always afraid that I will easily exchange my flowers secretly and my time will be wasted. ?

Having been favored by the king, the main thing is good and flowers. Wanli Danxiao, why not go back together hand in hand. Forever giving up, companion of fireworks. Don't teach people to see my concubine, it will be morning and evening. ?

Road to the Streets (Shengshou·21·Double Tune) Burnt wood and smoke cut off the dawn of the Milky Way. The treasure chariot returns to heaven. Duanmen's feather guards are surrounded by carved lanterns, and Shun and Shao took the lead in performing the six kinds of music. Cranes and books fly down, chicken poles stand tall, and kindness and kindness all live in the world. ?

The red frost robe is rotten and fragrant mist floats. The joy turns into spring. The three things of Jiuyi look up to the sky, and the eight colors swirl on the eyebrows. Chun age is endless, Luotu is happy, and he is always the master of the universe. ?

Royal Street (2 of 2·Double Tune) I had a drink in the spring courtyard. I regret letting go of music and singing. I was drunk at night when I came back, which aroused endless old sorrows. Although it seems that they have fallen off the building and changed horses, Zheng Nai is not a mandarin duck companion. ?

Hazy and secret thoughts are like flowers. The dream is still broken. I couldn't sleep in my clothes and quilt, and my pillow turned over and over again. Only Hua Liang, the newly arrived Shuangyan, heard the joy of the dawn. ?

Returning to the court for joy (double tune) There are two or three small boats on the other shore. The reeds are rustling and the wind is humming. The wild geese are flying through the smoke in the sand, and the waning moon and frost are white on the creek bridges. Gradually the dawn begins. The road is far away and the mountains are far away. The people who come and go only use the sculls, and they are all wealthy and famous guests.

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Looking at Xiangguan, separated by smoke and water. Suddenly, I feel like I have wings. The sorrowful clouds and hateful rain are lingering, and the lingering wax of the new year is urging me. The years are fleeting. What's the use of Langpingfenggencheng. After returning home, deep in the Jade Tower, there was someone remembering me. ?

Order of Picking Lotus (Double Tune) The moon is harvesting, the clouds are light and frosty, and the sky is dawning. Visitors from the west are in a miserable mood at this time. Cui'e held Linqi's hand and sent her away, then opened Zhu's house. Thousands of charming faces stood there, speechless and tearful, looking back with heartbreak. ?

A leaf of orchid leaves the boat, and the oar rushes across the waves. Greedy behavior and color, how can you know that there are thousands of square inches, but drinking and hate, the pulse and pulse are in the same language. When I returned to the road, I saw that the important city was gone. Outside the cold river, there were two or three smoke trees faintly visible. ?

The autumn night moon (double tone) gathers and disperses at first. Then he called her, and there was no reason to meet her face again. In recent days, there will be a feast again unexpectedly. Xiangzun, in his spare time, frowned and sighed. It stirs up old sorrows endlessly. ?

Tears filled eyes. It spreads to my ears, making all kinds of resentment. Unfortunately, it's hard to see things happening in your own heart. If you believe the truth, there will be no lingering. It is inevitable to keep your heart in mind, and the beauty will be far away. ?

A section of cloud in Wushan (One of the Five, Double Tune) Sixty-six true wandering caves, three or three things outside the sky. Jiubanlin is stable and non-smoking. Where to press Yunxuan. ?

Magu accompanied me to the banquet last night. Another word is Penglai Qingqian. There are clouds and waves at the foot of the mountain several times. It's like seeing a golden turtle. ?

A section of Wushan cloud (two of five, double tone) There are three halls of Qishuluo, and nine passes held by golden dragons. There are all kinds of immortals in Shangqing Zhenji. Worship among the five clouds. ?

Ziwei issued an edict last night. Urgently call the messenger of the Book of Heaven. Order DEAF Yao to surrender to Tongxia. As important as the Han Dynasty. ?

A section of Wushan cloud (three out of five, double tone) The golden mother of the Qing Dynasty, the jade turtle drunk by the setting sun. The six baht clothes are swaying in the sky wind. The crane feels lonely on its back. ?

Greed to watch the sea toad’s show. All nine gates are closed. Where can I send you a good night? Also visited Sanmao. ?

A poem from Wushan (Fourth of Five·Double Tune) In the Langyuan years, there is always love. He Qing was seen three times in the human world. A lot of green peach blossoms are made. ?

The golden mother will pick it off lightly. Stay for a banquet with real guests in Aofeng. Red B726 is lying down and barking at the setting sun. Fang Shuo dared to taste it secretly. ?

A poem from Wushan (five out of five, double tone) Xiao Shixian and his wife, good brothers of the Mao family. Yulun drove to Tiecheng. Gao Hui will be an immortal. ?

A cloud ballad is for longevity. Pour out the golden pot and green wine. The drunken fight shakes the white elm flowers. Trample Jiu Guangxia to pieces. ?

Manjianghong (One of Four·Xianlu Diao) The dusk rain has just begun to collect, the Changchuan River is quiet, and the sails are setting at night. Near the island, the polygonum smoke is sparse and the reed wind is weak. A few fishermen flew back to the village in their boats, carrying all the lights. When sending travelers away, think of this on your return journey, and you will be hurt by wandering. ?

Tongjiang is nice and smoky. The waves are like dyeing and the mountains are like peeling. Around Yanling Beach, egrets fly and fish leap. Traveling as an official is just a matter of time, and there are many things that happen in your life. When I return home, I sing a song called Zhongxuan, which is a military music. ?

Manjianghong (Part 2 of Four·Xianlu Diao) Visiting the rain and looking for the clouds is nothing more than a strange and beautiful appearance. There is something in it, innocent and charming, natural style. Bad hair, good looks, happy face, every thought will be a pity. After separation, resentment and idle sorrow piled up. ?

No information. The dream soul is broken and hard to find. After thinking about it, how can I get it? Whoever is so affectionate will always come to meet and remember each other. If it doesn't work, I often send it away like now, and throw it away lightly. ?

Manjianghong (Third of Four·Xianlu Diao) A thousand hatreds and thousands of sorrows, connecting the young and the heart. The dreams are broken, the drunkenness wakes me up in the lonely house, and the night is long and tasteless. It's a pity that Xu Zhenqian had many intentions, but now the two have no end. Being alone, I won't be able to sleep and become haggard. ?

What’s the point of adding sadness? Empty and tired, tired of the ground. There was no one to think about, and I shed tears several times. There won't be any trouble, and it will be hard to give up even if you die. At the end of the day, I asked Yi Kan how it was. ?

Manjianghong (Fourth of Four·Xianlu Diao) Horses drive, shake the bridle, and stream and valley. Look at the slanting sun shining in the west, gradually sinking halfway up the mountain. The two amphibious birds are anxious to return and call each other in unison. It seems to be laughing at me, heading for the long distance alone, leaving my soul in confusion. ?

The central thing is so sad. People are staying in the village.

Thinking about the mandarin quilt tonight, who is warmer than him? I can only shed tears of lovesickness in front of my pillow, and my eyes are filled with tears when the light flickers on my back. How could I forget that when I visited Xiangge, I thought it was even shorter. ?

Dongxian Song (Xianlu Diao) Taking advantage of the joy, I leisurely sailed on the orchid boat, and the misty waves went eastward. Shuqi spreads the fragrance, full of cymbidium, orchid and Tingzhu. The green grass is flat, the breeze is gentle and warm, the curved banks are covered with weeping poplars, and there are faintly separated peach blossom beds. Outside the fragrant trees, sparkling wine flags are raised in the distance. ?

Jilu. Gradually entering the scenery of Sanwu, the water village and fishing market, I am thinking about the distant Shenjing, where to have a tryst and have fun. I can't bear to rely on the dangerous lofty pole alone. I look towards the sun to the west with emotion. The prosperous land and the way back are blocked. Kong sighed to himself that at that time, there was no basis for the promise. Sadness is the most painful. Standing there, the blue clouds are approaching dusk. Guanhe is far away, but I can't help but feel like this. ?

Yinjia Xing (Xianlu Diao) The red dust and purple roads, the setting sun and dusk grass, Chang'an Road, is the place where people are separated and their souls are broken, and the horse marches westward for a long time. Xinqing. The sun is bright, the smoke is thin and the air is warm. Looking at the flower village and the road are hidden, and I pass the long pavilion when I shake my whip. Worry about life. Injury to the fairies of Fengcheng, don’t come back thousands of miles away and start your journey again. I remember Linqi again, with wet eyes and lotus-filled face. ?

Decondensation. Flowers bloom in the morning and evening, but the most miserable ones are left in the cold on the silver screen. I want to be charming and sleepless, but my return journey has already begun. Hanging around. All the memories are empty, just like returning home to see the beautiful city. To the embroidered curtain, deep in the pillow, saying such affection. ?

Wang Yuan Xing (Xian Lu Diao) The auspicious sky descends, the cold wind blows, and the Xiyao flowers begin to fall. The monks' houses are floating in disorder, the singing tower is densely scattered, and the winding winds are gradually lost in mandarin duck tiles. It's a good fisherman. He goes back covered with a raincoat, and he can be painted on the river at night. Chang'an is full of people, but the price of wine in Qiting is high. ?

Elegant. It is most suitable to visit Dai when you are in high spirits, and enjoy the fun at Pan Xiaochu and Yuexi. The bright crane seizes the fresh food, the white pheasant loses its prime, and spreads across the cold field for thousands of miles. It is necessary to believe that the orchid song is over, the red clouds are gone, there is no Qiong Pavilion in Yaotai. Let a bright moon shine and clear the night. ?

Eight tones of Ganzhou (Xianlu Diao) The Xiaoxiao and dusk rain sprinkle on the river sky to cleanse the autumn. The gradually frosty wind is miserable, Guanhe River is desolate, and the remaining light shines on the building. The redness and greenness of this place have declined, and the beauty of the place has ceased. Only the water of the Yangtze River flows eastward without words. ?

I can’t bear to climb high and look far away, looking at the dimness of my hometown, and it’s hard to let go of my thoughts. Sighing at the traces of the past years, what trouble is left behind? Thinking of a beautiful woman, I look up at the building. I missed it a few times and returned to the boat after seeing the sky. Strive to know me, lean on the wall, and feel sad. ?

Linjiangxian (Xianlu Diao) Mengjue small courtyard, cold wind blowing, drizzle. Outside the beautiful window, the sounds of autumn are falling and the leaves are flying wildly. Heart shakes. Nai Han leaks forever, the lonely curtain is quiet, and the tears and candles burn empty. For no reason, there is an embroidered quilt and mandarin duck pillow, and I spend the night leisurely. ?

Depression. Love leads to hatred, fighting for youth and partiality. Feeling like a new arrival, haggard old weather vane. The soul disappears. I want to have fun and have fun, but the smoke and waves block me, and I will make an appointment far away. It's so boring to ask why I was born forbidden when I'm still old. ?

Zhu Ma Zi (Xian Lu Diao) Climb the solitary base in desolation, look out into the dangerous pavilion, and come to Yanzhu in silence. The rain is hanging on the female neon, the strong wind is blowing on the threshold, and the heat is slightly suppressed. Gradually, I feel the autumn leaves are startling, the remaining cicadas are noisy at night, and the time sequence is familiar. Looking at the scenery and thinking about the joy in front, I pointed to the divine capital, deep in neither fog nor smoke. ?

Looking back on this, new sorrows are easy to accumulate, and old friends are difficult to reunite. Standing still at the height of the sun. Winning is ecstatic and speechless. The sky is dim and the sky is dim, the crows are scattered, the river is deserted and the city is dusk. The south tower draws a corner and sends the setting sun away. ?

West of the Town (Xianlu Diao) There is a person in my heart who is beautiful and beautiful. Naturally pretty, naturally cunning. The most amazing. When she smiles, her dimples are deep and charming, and she cuddles up to her again and again, and her fragrance is smooth again and again. ?

Long time away. At night, in the dream of the soul, You Hua Zhen is snowing. It's clearly like the old home season. Just joyful. Aroused by the neighbor's chicken, there is a loneliness, sleepless towards dawn, and half of the window is empty with the waning moon. ?

Xian Lu Diao in a Small Town (Xianlu Diao) Fire was banned in the early days of the water town, and youth is still young. Fangfeiman, Liutingyandao. The red curtain is misty on the edge of the waves. The cup is as small as the plate. The song exorcises evil spirits, and the sound harmonizes with Chu tune. ?

The road is winding. In Yeqiao New City, there are many prostitutes. Attract tourists, compete and make noise. Whose family is young? Xin Yushan fell. Wherever I am, the setting sun sleeps on the fragrant grass. ?

Mishenyin (Xianlu Diao) A small boat with a light sail. Temporarily parked on the south bank of Chujiang River. The twilight corner of the lonely city attracts Hu Jia's resentment. The water is vast, and the geese and whirling geese are scattered in the flat sand. The smoke gathers in the cold forest clusters, and the painting screen is displayed. The sky is far away, the mountains are small, and the black eyebrows are shallow. ?

The old reward was thrown away lightly, and now I have become a wandering official. I feel like I'm tired of being a guest and it's too late.

The scenery of a foreign land must be endured and desolate, and the eyes should be filled with sadness. The imperial city is on credit, the Qin Tower is blocked, and the traveling soul is in chaos. The fragrant grass is wide and empty, and the remaining light is full. There is no news about the beauty, and the clouds are far away. ?

Promptly take pictures of flowers all over the road (Xianlu Diao). The fragrance melts into the spring snow, and the green temples are surrounded by the autumn smoke. Chu's waist is slender and he is in his hairpin years. The night under the phoenix curtain is short, so I prefer to sleep high in the sun. When she gets up, she is greedy and playful, but her eyebrows are crippled and her eyebrows are not trimmed. ?

Sometimes we sit hand in hand and lean against the green window. His tenderness and demeanor are pitiable. Spring has passed in the painting hall, and the flowers are falling quietly in the sky. The most charming and infatuated person, You Zhentanlang, dismantled the swing without teaching. ?

Liu Moling (Xianlu Diao) The light smoke lingers, and the swaying stream is bright and green. There are shallow peaches and deep apricots beside the stream, and the wind is dyed with spring colors. Last night, where the boat was moored, the bottom of my pillow was a moraine. Wave sound fishing whistle. I was shocked to return to a good dream, but I wanted to go back in the dream but couldn't. ?

The restlessness turned into sleeplessness, so it was difficult to do the work. I miss you so much, so beautiful and charming, yet so close and separated by thousands of mountains. They all love each other deeply and cannot bear to be separated easily. Good day and good evening. The mandarin curtain is lonely, so we should remember each other secretly. ?

Ticking the silver lamp (Xianlu Diao) What is the purpose of spring work? The embroidery is painted with thousands of reds and greens. There are bright apricots and peaches, weeping poplars and fragrant grass, and the rain and ointment are greasy. So nice. Sooner or later, it’s reading weather. ?

Gradually the garden becomes brighter. It will be easy to arrange a happy plan. Buy flowers on the threshold, fill the car with wine, and invite prostitutes with hundreds of golds. Why not indulge in it. With company, I sleep in the sun and in spring. ?

Listen to Red Window (Xianlu Diao) It is like peeling the skin of red jade. There are many correct measures. When he was two or three years old, he slept with a mandarin duck. Show gentleness. ?

The farewell is nothing more than a good night forever. How to lead the service to Xiang and Ming? The date of return has not yet been determined. In her heart, she was wronged and turned into a bad luck. ?

Linjiang Immortal (Xianlu Diao) Ming Ke shakes the capital at dawn, and embraces the gods with banners and banners. The horse shook the golden bridle and broke through the fragrant dust. The road is full of pulp, and the city is full of spring. ?

Yangzhou was once a tourist destination, and the flower path at the wine terrace still exists. The phoenix flute is still heard in the middle of the month. King Jing’s soul dreams should recognize the clouds at the top of the mountain. ?

Feng Guiyun (Xianlu Diao) In late autumn, the refreshing rain left the western suburbs. It's late at night on the street, and there's a chill in my sleeves. At the end of the day, the remaining stars, the current of electricity has not been extinguished, are shining across the forest tips. At dawn, the sound of roosters stops, the sun and black light move, and the mountain roads gradually become distant. ?

Driving and working, time flies, wealth and fame, no matter what, it is high. Throwing clouds and springs, playing with the dust, the strong festivals are waiting for leisure. Fortunately, there are smoke and waves in the five lakes and a boat in the wind and moon. I will have to go back to the old fisherman and woodcutter. ?

Nüguanzi (Xianlu Diao) The smoke is thin and thin. The orioles are fading, and the courtyard is clear and harmonious. The trees are shaded and green, with dense leaves. Autumn wheat scene, summer clouds suddenly change into strange peaks, leaning against the corridor. The waves are warm on the silver pond, and the new green leaves are rising and the fish are leaping. I want to be worried and have too much time. On this day, King Chen, the tender moss grows in the pavilion. ?

The Zhengshuo Stone is high in the sky, and the golden day flows forever. The light of Chuxie turns to the sky, and the ripples turn over the green curtain at the lapel. Use literature to make friends, and be patient with light promises. The villa is quiet and quiet, avoiding the heat and steam, so there is no need for Heshuo. But when you respect me, you will sing and dance, and you will be happy. ?

Yushan Pillow (Xianlu Diao) A sudden shower of rain. The wilderness is as clear as water. The broken clouds scatter colors, the setting sun reflects, and there are several cloud peaks in the sky leaning against each other. The pond is filled with dew, lotus smoke and wildflowers, and you can see the red and green trees in succession. At that time, I fly to the river to avoid the heat and steam, thinking that the romance will continue. ?

At night, the breeze rises from the tall trees. Move the curtain and bring out the autumn spirit. The painting building is quiet during the day, the orchid hall is quiet at night, the dancing and singing songs are beautiful, and Luo Qi is gradually becoming more and more popular. When I am free from lawsuits, I am content with my style, so I will lose my contention and Song of Songs. Provincial education is successful, a few clear songs are played, and new voices are used, so as to respect the past and respect the principles. ?

Reduced word magnolia (Xianlu tune) with flower heart and willow eyes. Lang is like a gossamer and often makes people trip. Who can pity those who are sleepy? The embroidery needles do not like to be threaded. ?

A secret banquet in the deep room. Fight for the good days and gather together more. Green locked window. A few days of spring sorrow will ruin the orchestra. ?

Mulan Hua Ling (Xian Lu Diao) There is a person who is really envied by everyone. Yangyang asked and turned back. If you have no intention of loving others, why do you see each other so often in dreams? ?

It is better to return the wish early. To avoid disturbing people's spirits. Feng Liu's intestines and stomach are not strong, and they are afraid of being pulled apart by Iraq. ?

Ganzhou Ling (Xianlu Diao) The freezing clouds are deep, the Shuqi is shallow, and the cold depresses the green fields. The light snow accompanies and the early plum blossoms fade. The sunny day is bright but unrestrained.

The beautiful lady sings, the painting hall wine, the price of this scene suddenly increases. ?

Flowers are sold in the alleys, and lampstands are placed on the pavilions. In good times, how can one give up lightly? Lai Hefeng, swaying in the mist, clearing up the good night. The jade dust shop is full of osmanthus and flowers, and the plain light is even more suitable for swimming. ?

Xi Shi (One of the Three Immortal Lu Tiao) The charming lilac is difficult to live with in this world. Kindness pleases you. The back court relies on favors and makes every effort to guess. I was enjoying the morning and evening banquet, but my love was not enough, so early in the morning troops came from the river. ?

He died in front of the army in a flattering manner, and Luo Qixuan turned into dust. Still thinking about it, the resentful soul is still wandering around without a master. Every night outside Gusu City, the moon was shining brightly on the deserted terrace. ?

Xi Shi (Two of Three·Xianlu Diao) There are many flowers in the Willow Street Lantern Market. Please give way to Mei Qiong'e. Thousands of beauties and charms, the waves are flowing through the layers. Take the time to dress up, it has its own natural state, and I like to draw double moths lightly. ?

A heartbroken person is the best friend of a golden lady, full of love and affection. Nay Ho. The bridal chamber is so close, there is no way to waste time on Chao Ke. I deliberately pity talents. Whenever I encounter a wandering place, I am lucky enough to pass by each other. ?

Xi Shi (Third of Three·Xianlu Diao) has since returned to Baihua Bridge. Then he spent the whole night alone. Phoenix quilt and mandarin duck pillow, why bother throwing them away. Even if there is lingering fragrance, it is like Lang's affection, disappearing day and night. ?

I am afraid that if I don’t believe in my beauty, I will be haggard and write frosty silk. More importantly, the word brocade expresses love and sorrow. To recognize the sadness, look at the lilac tree. Gradually all the spring shoots are formed. ?

He Chuan (Part 1: Xianlu Diao) Green is deep and red. The moth is frowning in sorrow, and the knife is delicately rippled. The prostitutes with wonderful looks compete with each other in dancing and singing. The makeup is bright and the face is powdery. ?

Sitting in the middle of a drunken affair is a common practice. See you before me. Very frightened. It’s not like when you were a teenager, you were competing for the election with your daughter. It's too late to meet again. ?

He Zhuan (Two Parts·Xianlu Diao) Huai'an. Xiang Wan. The round lotus is facing the back, and the hibiscus is deep and shallow. Xian'e paints a boat, and the dew stains and red fragrance are intertwined. It is difficult to distinguish between flowers and noodles. ?

Gradually I feel that my boat is full. Call me home. The village is far away in a hurry. The faint singing was gradually blocked by the bamboo. At the end of the song no one is seen. ?

Close-up shot of Guo Langer (Xianlu Diao) Dili. I live leisurely in the deep square of Xiaoqu, and the courtyard is dark and closed. Xinji. Terrified weather. There is no one behind the curtain of Xunfeng, and the days are as boring as the years. ?

Sad. The pillow mat is slightly cool, and I feel sleepy after tossing and turning after sleeping for a long time. Inkstones and mats are born from the dust, new poems and small poems are born, and all the leisure time is wasted. These children, lonely feelings, nothing new comes to the ground. ?

Through the blue sky (Nanlu Diao) and beside the moonlight. Auspicious smoke rises in Wannianfang Village. The emperor's residence is magnificent, the royal family is prosperous, and the fortune is worth a thousand. Duanmen is clear in the daytime, the goblet is shining on the sun, and the two towers are in the middle of the sky. In peacetime, the government and the public are happy. The streets are filled with fragrance, the songs of Juntian are playing, and the gods in Langyuan are everywhere. ?

In the past, I was very proud of my sightseeing and traveled wildly through the scenery. See you again more wonderfully. Next to the willow shade, looking for the flower path, the bridle is hanging down in the sky. Enjoying leisurely and elegant games, and having a healthy and beautiful temperament should still be the same. Who can I rely on? Thank you very much, Chanjuan. The traces of his official career and the sentiments of singing and drinking are not what they used to be. ?

Magnolia Blossoms Slowly (Third Part One·Nanlu Diao) Standing against the dangerous building, it is desolate at first and clear at night. Gradually, the plain scenery fades away, the wind anvils rhyme, and the frost-red trees become sparse. Yunqu. Seeing the new wild geese passing by, Naijia people say goodbye to each other and block the message. The sadness in the sky is far away, and the hatred lingers in my heart. ?

The imperial capital. Secretly thinking about joyful travel, becoming a thing of the past and moving forward. Read the wine and sing, lower the curtains and pillows, turning over the music and feeling alone. Return. Wherever I look, the setting sun and evening mist fill the landscape. Winning is silent and silent, and I hesitate all day long. ?

Magnolia Blossoms Slowly (Third Part Two·Nanlu Diao) The tung blossoms are blooming, and the rain suddenly washes away the Qingming Festival. The apricots are watering the forest, the peach trees are embroidered in the fields, and the scenery is like a screen. Allure. After searching for victory, he suddenly left the suburbs B75E. The wind is warm, the strings are crisp and the pipes are crisp, and thousands of families are competing to play new sounds. ?

Yingying. Doucao outing. The people are beautiful and flattering. Walking towards the road, I left my hairpin and dropped it, and there were pearls and emeralds everywhere. Joy. For the beautiful land, I believe that all the golden beasts are exhausted and the jade mountains are pouring. Fighting for the eternal sunshine of the Ming Dynasty, the painting hall is filled with spring pillows. ?

Magnolia Flower Slow (Third of Three·Nanlu Diao) The ancient prosperous and lush garden was the imperial state of that day. The characters are vivid, the local customs are delicate, and the poems are beautiful. Seeking secludedness. Near the fragrant path, there are lotus babies and old people fishing on Tingzhou. Wu Bo practices tranquility in a sunny scene. Thousands of green water and Zhulou. ?

Ning Qi. Nai is attached to the southeast, thinking about political principles and appointing virtuous princes.

Following the dream, I will get articles, be happy and love you, and have good administration. Aotou. The situation has been empty for a long time, and the famous scenic spots are blocked and flooded. Win the orchid hall to brew wine, paint boats and take prostitutes for a joyful trip. ?

Linjiang Xianyin (One of the Three Nanlu Diao) Fukou, Xiangwan, riding a thin horse, Zhi Pinggang. The western suburbs are sending autumn light again. Facing the twilight mountains, the mountains are verdant, and the remaining leaves of the shirt are floating yellow. With high thoughts and distant views, the plain scenery of Chutian is desolate everywhere. ?

There is no information about the fragrance of the boudoir, and the clouds and rain are unforgettable. It points to the way back to the imperial city, but the smoke and water are vast. Looking away with emotion, the tears are gone, and the sun is setting independently all day long. ?

Linjiang Xianyin (Two of Three·Nanlu Diao) went to the country. Go away. Stop the flying cover and promote the departure feast. The ancient roads of Chang'an are endless. I can see the flowers singing and dew on the shore, and the willows on the embankment are worried about the smoke. When you look at things and emotions, you feel sad everywhere. ?

The drunken crowd still stood there, looking at each other with tears in their eyes. The people in Kuangxiu are quiet, and the spring in Gengshan Pavilion is cold. How can I miss you tonight? I will sleep alone in two places. ?

Linjiang Xianyin (Third of Three·Nanlu Diao) Painting a boat, rowing an oar, following the waves, and a rainbow across the bank. □The lotus points break the autumn face. I doubt that Narcissus is swimming, and I meet you at Beipu. The silk mist gradually recedes, and the slender waist becomes weak and carefree. ?

Luo Sock Lingbo has become an old hatred, who is more gifted? If you want to win over the soul, you should lock the Yao Palace secretly. Tourists are tired from the long journey, but why don't they chase the east wind? ?

Rui Partridge (21·Nanlu Diao) Treasure bun and Yao hairpin. Strict makeup, natural green and deep red. In the Qiluo bush, I sing alone. A song of spring is worth a thousand pieces of gold. Listening place, the king, grandson and emperor's son, the crane canopy becomes the shade. ?

Condensation covers the clouds. The movement is like the sound of a board, and the resentment is difficult to bear. Where the sound is bright, the strings and string instruments are muffled. When Shi Xian looked back, his eyes were full of red, and he was in the heart of Wuling. You must believe in the truth and express your love. Don’t have a close friend. ?

Rui Partridge (2 of 2·Nanlu Diao) Wu Hui is romantic. It's well-populated, with mountains rising above the water. Yaotai Jiangque, Yiyue Pengqiu. Thousands of wells, thousands of houses, and rich people dominate the thirteen states. Wherever you touch, there are green moths and painted turtles, and red and pink vermilion towers. ?

In terms of appointment, he was appointed Marquis Yuan. When the lawsuit was brought, Jian Shifeng was able to travel happily every day. The jacket is warm and warm, and the people have praised it. At dusk, the car will be driven forward and the Jichuan boat will be reorganized. When you are tired, the road on the sand embankment is stable, making it difficult to stay when you return. ?

Recalling the weather in Emperor Jing (Nanlu Diao) with a thin quilt and a small pillow. The feeling of separation. The next few days will be colder. Got up and fell asleep again. After all, without sleep, a night is as long as a year. ?

I also planned to wait, but returned to collect the bridle. They are fighting for help, and the plan has been made. Thousands of thoughts, many solutions, only to be lonely and bored. Dedicated to my whole life, I will bear your thousands of tears. ?

Saigu (Banshe Diao) A chicken sounds, and it is reported that it is disabled and then rests. The horses and carriages were driven forward. The master said goodbye under the lamp. The mountain road is dangerous and slippery with fresh frost. The sound of Yao Ke makes the crows rise, and the golden zheng is cold, knocking on the waning moon. The west wind is gradually blowing, and the sleeves are desolate. ?

Pointing at Bai Yujing in the distance, you can see the Golden Tower. Also tell me when it will be done. It's a beautiful woman with deep regret. Remember, it’s time to return. When we meet, we hold the soft Yi, and we meet in the secret place, nestled in the fragrant snow. No mandarin duck quilt, two pairs of quilts are in vain. ?

Rui Partridge (Part 1 of 2) The heavenly general is so beautiful and the plum blossoms are cold. Suddenly, many apricots bloom in front of me. I secretly think of the God of Flowers, skillfully craft letters from the south of the Yangtze River, and dye the fine stitches with bright Yanzhi. ?

Drinking for no reason after putting on makeup in Shouyang, and the wine smells fragrant in the early morning. I hate to hear who is blowing Qiang pipes and chasing the wind in the deep smoke. The crimson snow and green moss fall one after another. ?

Rui Partridge (2 of 2) Quan Wu Jiahui's ancient romance. I remember my past trips to Weinan. The west is coming, the more you are, the more you are, the more you go, the more you travel, the more you travel, the more you travel across the river. ?

Those who have so far come to pick up the Cuifang Island are endless. Most of all, there are clusters of cold villages, where you can see the road to the south in the distance, and the smoke is harvesting in the evening. Three or two people live in ancient ferry. ?

Dong Fairy Song In the wonderful scene, the young people compete with each other to avoid the rain and the clouds. Naifu is handsome and handsome, Menglan is elegant. The golden silk tent warms the silver screen. And charming pillows, leaning against each other, green and delicate red flowers. Just a smile, the Baiqi Pearl is priceless. ?

Leisure. Each one goes deep into the bridal chamber, feeling extremely pitiful and pampered, as if they feel lonely and neglected for a long time. I've never been more surprised. More importantly, we need to write deeply about Jian Xiangyun. Love picked up her eyebrows and asked someone to repaint them. Tolerate loneliness and Yanye. Never give up lightly. Under the mandarin duck quilt. May you always have good days and good nights.

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Mr. An (21·Banshe Diao) The far bank collects the remaining rain. When the rain remains, I feel the sky is dusk across the river. The people in Shicuitingzhou are quiet, and there are two pairs of gulls and herons. Looking at what time it is, the fishing lanterns are reflected in Jianjia Pu. Stop painting radial, two boats and people talking. On the road to this night, I pointed to the smoke trees in the front village. ?

A wandering official becomes a journeyman. The short Qiang chants and stands leisurely. Thousands of rivers and mountains are lost in the distance, and I miss my hometown. After we say goodbye, we gather together happily in the wind pavilion and the moon pavilion. Just broken heart, provoked the pain of separation. Listening to the sound of the word Du, people are advised to go back. ?

Mr. An (Two Parts·Banshe Tiao) dreamed of sleeping in the middle of the night. Quietly bend your fingers to listen to the silver arrow. Only the remaining tear candles in front of the bed are accompanied by red cries. There is no limit to the hatred caused by the dark clouds and rain. From lying down, I spread out and turned around more than a thousand times. How can I sleep alone without warmth despite the heavy mandarin duck quilt? ?

It’s both hateful and joyful. It was not easy to disperse now. When I get tired of being alone, my heart breaks. How to spell out the deep and affectionate feelings. Although I made an appointment later, I still wanted to fly. I was sad when I was watching, how could I see you now. ?

The joy of longevity (Banshe tune) is rich in red and tender green. The bright sunshine makes China beautiful. This is a balcony, a courtyard with a red gate, and the sound of strings and pipes is booming. There are many tourists and endless rides, and the charming carriage is like water. Unexpectedly, I searched for the fragrance and chose the victory. When I returned, it was late. I started from the thoroughfare near and far, and the fragrance was fine. ?

Peaceful times. When I was young, I could not bear to throw away my time. Kuang has red makeup, her waist becomes more and more beautiful, and her smile is worth a fortune. Walking in front of the statue, dancing sleeves and floating snow, singing and singing. May the rope be long and tie up the flying birds. No matter how much you drink calmly, who can bear to get drunk? ?

Qingbei (Huang Zhongyu) The weather in the water town is full of sprinklings and dew. The guest house is even more worthy of autumn. Under the empty steps, the wooden leaves are falling, rustling, and the strong wind is sweeping. When I have no clues and I have just woken up from the quiet wine, I am marching in the distance, and I know who to send to my family to convert, and I scream through the clouds. ?

The cicadas rattled at the quiet window, the rats peered into the cold inkstone, and a little silver gleamed leisurely. The dream pillow is often frightened, the quilt is half-embraced with sorrow, and the heart returns quietly after thousands of miles. How much do you think about the past? Winning the empty space makes the situation more difficult. I can't sleep, I'm tired of this night, and it's hard to know. ?

Pour the cup (dashi tune) The golden wind is gentle, the autumn is getting old, and the night is clear. It's a sunny day in the small courtyard, the light smoke has suddenly subsided, and the bright moon is shining brightly. Facing the cold light thousands of miles away, thinking about the secluded period will block it and become a residual scene. He was sentimental and sick early on. That's a fine thing, and I'm happy to read it again before the Old Testament. ?

The most bitter blue clouds are broken, the road to the fairyland is gone, and it is difficult to return home. Every time he sings loudly, he is forced to leave his arms, and when he swallows hard, he turns into a heartbroken person. The leakage and residual dew are cold. Empty victory, quiet and speechless, and the sadness will never be settled. It's time to stand up again, and the sycamore trees are broken into shadows. ?

Pouring the cup (mixed with loose water), the ducks are falling on the frost island, and the wild geese are flying across the mist, clearly painting the autumn colors. The rain finally stopped. A night mooring in Xiaoji, a mountain post in Weicun Village. Who, under the moonlight, near the wind, plays a Qiang flute? I feel so sad about separation, I smell the grass on the shore and the crickets singing like weaving. ?

For memory. After Farewell, the water is far away and the mountains are far away, so why rely on scales and wings? I want to embroider the pavilion deeply, but I am exhausted and tired of trying to understand it, and I am a traveler from the end of the world. The clouds return from the Chuxia Gorge, and the people of Gaoyang disperse, leaving no trace of loneliness. Wangjing country. The sky is clear and the distant peaks are green. ?

Crane Towering into the Sky (Huang Zhong Palace) is on the gold list. Occasionally lose the dragon head. The Ming Dynasty temporarily left a virtuous man, how to go? If the attempt fails, the situation will be easy, and the struggle will not be wild. No need to talk about gains and losses. A talented poet is naturally a prime minister in white clothes. ?

Fireworks in the alleys, picturesque barriers according to the agreement. Fortunately, I find the right person to look for. And nestle in the red green, romantic affairs, life will be smooth. Youth is the same. Forbearing the false reputation, I drank the wine lightly and sang in a low voice. ?

Magnolia (Apricot Blossom·One of Three·Lin Zhongshang) The cutter has exhausted all the spring work, lightly dipped in the morning glow and thousands of pistils. Naturally light and refreshing, you can only show your beauty after washing off all the makeup. ?

The wind pavilion and the moon pavilion lean on each other leisurely. Purple jade branches have red wax bases. The flowers have fallen, but the sorrow has not gone away, and the wine has been brewed to encourage the seeds to form. ?

Magnolia (Begonia · 2 of 3 · Lin Zhongshang) The east wind urges you to reveal your beautiful face. The red bloom is deep but shallow. When the sun is high, I am very tired of washing my clothes, and even a drop of fat is not evenly spread over my body. ?

The light rain has stopped in Canyangyuan. A new chapter in the capital was revealed. The beauty plucks fragrant branches with her delicate hands and puts them in her hairpin to tremble in the wind.

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Magnolia (Willow Branch·Three of Three·Lin Zhong, Bei Le (Sanshui Diao), Sacrifice to the God of Heaven (Xie Zhi Diao), Partridge Sky (Ping Diao) , Guiqulai (Zhonglv Diao), Liangzhouling (Zhonglv Palace), Yan Guiliang (Zhonglv Diao), Ye Banle (Zhonglv Diao), Mi Shenyin