Wei zi xian Yu

Category: personal diary

[20 10- 10- 19 17:49]

Wu Bi sold out, and the court was silent. West wind shutter door, under the dust curtain. The night is cool, the autumn color of Luoqi is light, and the cold is urgent. Look outside the frost shadow wall. Hate that year, you don't know. Who should send a heartfelt message when you are 60 years old? The bright moon is only a stone's throw away from Tianshan Mountain, with the same sound of the moon and the thin sound of the horn.

In the prosperous Tang Dynasty, the rain falls between clouds, and the sky hangs with mountains.

Since I came to Wushan, I have sex and rain, and I am partial to the misty mountains and moons.

The bright moon shines on the river, and the autumn night beats the bright moon in Shui Han.

Dreaming of flying Zhu Jiang in a canoe, the goddess of the hall of souls wants Changfeng.

The wind is in the sky, and the jade is fluttering to embrace the sky and the moon.

The moon is bright and the autumn frost is flying, and the Lang Palace is cold.

When the sun breaks, I can see the clouds, the sky is high and the clouds are light, and my heart is clear.

Fairy talk fairy moth, want to solve the world's Wushan love.

A thousand years have passed, and infatuation has become a fairy dream.

Mandarin ducks fly hard, and autumn colors decrease.

Gu Yue's old friends are rare, and times have changed and I haven't seen you.

This month, the clear water shines on the flowing water, and the river flows silently.

The river washes the sea and the autumn moon, and the new moon gives birth to wet rabbits.

Xiane misses the fleeting time, and the goddess cares about the moon wheel.

The river was in a hurry, the boat was flat, and the cloud swept me to the top of the cloud.

Fairy words dissipate clouds and smoke, and the moon is bright and the valley is long.

Shu' er has a long smoke, and she looks at the water and sends thousands of rivers and months.

In the month, the river flows to the sea, and the moon rises to the sea and shines again.

The tide surges on the cliff and pillows the sea, and the moon is full of fairy cries.

The goddess full moon refers to Wushan, and everyone else is in the same mood.

The world only talks about sex and rain, but doesn't understand the hazy moon.

This thing is the most long-lasting acacia, and the hidden mountain is accompanied by water and the sea.

Moon fairy sees Wushan, and she has let go of thousands of years of clouds and smoke.

I will listen to you tonight. Thank you for putting the bright moon on the podium.

If the world solves the Wushan moon, the moon will send the goddess back to the cloud.

Fairy moths are also clear, and moonlight shadows are often lonely.

The goddess waved her skirt and stepped on the clouds, leaving me wandering alone.

The white clouds have gone, and the bright moon is the old sea. Give my humble work, and hope the landlord will adopt it.