"Sending 40 rhymes to Bohua in Liuxia Prefecture"
There are many clouds and rain in the gorge. It's still steaming in autumn.
The White Emperor in the distant mountains called on Yi mausoleum in deep water.
I am a guest in the evening, and I am happy in the southwest.
The pitiful ape sat up more and the wild geese lost their flight.
Fu pillow thinks of Qiong tree, Lin Xuan faces jade rope.
The pines are cold and the sea is clear.
In the past, the public price of the group increased.
When family voices are heard together, they are called Confucians.
When the Empress Dowager was in the state of solemnity, most of her deeds rose.
Cuixu carries the monsters, and the elixir is pengpeng.
The spring pot is full, and the summer mat is ice.
Diaozhang five color pen, purple hall nine lights.
Learn from Lu Wangmin, and study with Chu Xueneng.
Man, I'm not a loser. I have nothing to do with him.
Recently, there are romantic works, chatting from the month to the next.
Let the hooves know the red steed, and turn the wings to subdue the Goshawk.
How late is the scroll coming? You can depend on your mind.
Chanting and satirizing during the meeting is beneficial to breaking the sorrow of travelling.
At the beginning of the carving, who knows? I want to be modest.
God melts stealthily, defeats to wash invades Ling.
It's a wonderful way to get rid of the hooves. It's a million stories high.
The white head's hatred lies in the green bamboo.
Looking back on talking and laughing, Lao Ge is happy.
Years have gone by, and the world is still full of sophistication.
The princes and princes of the assassin's history, and the officials of the Lang Dynasty, who were in charge of the army, set up their houses.
Pan Sheng's Pavilion is far away, and Huang Baxi's book is increased.
Milk RP climbing stone, hungry glider v. rattan.
Taoist priest with medicine bag, ask monk Hu about the grey robbery.
With long black skin, thin white hat edge hairpin.
The forest house looks at the ant's nest, and the fish are eaten by the wild.
The muscles and muscles wither, and they flutter without fear.
All of them are bailizai, just like Lu'an Cheng.
The maids linger in the old scales.
But for longevity, don't worry about Qi collapse.
Temper your bones and flirt. Zhang Bing scratched his spine.
In the end, we cherish our health and punish all the felling.
The political skill is sweet and strange, and the CI field is ashamed and convinced.
Show your mind, recite your poems and love your wine.
The characters in the book are aggressive and peaceful, but they want to avoid it.
There are many white birds in the Jianghu, and there are green flies in the world.
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