Jingkou's leisure residence to friends in Beijing and Luoyang
In Wumen, we traveled together in the past, maple leaves, reed flowers and guest boats.
Gathering and dispersing, there is a period of clouds to the north, floating and sinking, and water flowing eastward.
A wine as green hill dusk, thousands of miles back to the tree autumn.
Where to miss each other, Fengcheng Longque Chu River head.
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