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Ask for a poem with the word Chanjuan … Don't answer the question of water tune.
Book spirit feast towel Li Yu floating * * * haggard, lost ChanJuan in prime of life. Handkerchiefs can smell the perfume that my wife used to use, and Lin Daiyu's black smoke left a little trace on the handkerchiefs. Harmony songs. Wang Zhaojun and Jiao Ran turned to the Lord for help, but beauty and evil suddenly turned around.

Gold can't buy the appearance of the Han Palace, but Alakazam's soul is buried in the Qing Palace. Qin Quge Ci ChristianRandPhillips, Liu Changqing Di Zi can't see, autumn wind comes to miss you. ChanJuan Xiangjiang month, a thousand years of empty slices. Qin Qu Ge Ci Long Fei led two Li Bai and the Yellow Emperor to cast a tripod in Jingshan, and an alchemist turned sand into gold.

Riding a dragonfly to Taiqing's home makes people feel sad and homesick. Maids are as beautiful as flowers,

Floating waves make summer purple. Boarding from the longitudinal body of the wind. Boarding, serving Xuanyuan,

Wandering in the blue sky, his joy is beyond words.

Dinghu Lake is quiet, and Xuanyuan has a bow and a sword when he goes. The ancients preached and lived in it,

The harem is full of beautiful women. If you don't return the smoke after flying through Lu 'an, you will ride a dragon to heaven to create heaven.

Let Heaven know, smell Heaven, and grow up in Yun He. Carrying a jade girl, crossing the purple emperor,

The purple emperor is a medicine for the white rabbit, and it will disappear the day after tomorrow.

Looking down at the Queen Mother in Yaochi, the moth eyebrows rustle like autumn frost. Miscellaneous songs Two autumn nocturnes, Yvonne Wang long frost, blue frost withered. The tall buildings are full of clouds,

Guser secretly broke the autumn wind string. Jade is as far away as Wan Li Road, and the golden knife does not shed tears.

The fragrance of the sachet is less. Close your eyes and face the curtain, and it will be bright. Wu in the city is a camp crying wild moon,

Qinchuan young married women stay with each other.

Qiu Guang covers the bridal chamber to the wall, and I love to shine straight tonight.

Tianhe has been leaking for a long time, and Beidou in the south building is equal.

Miscellaneous songs There are bamboo branches and plums in Jingmen Beach, and apes on both sides of the strait are singing all over the mountain.

Watanabe should have been an official when he was young, but Xiling could not be returned when the moon set.

The martial arts clouds open the goddess temple, and the shadows of the red trees in Qingchi are uneven.

When I was in prison, I asked each other from the beginning that there was no parting at the seaside.

There are thousands of trees in stone walls, and white clouds cover hibiscus.

In the last year of Zhao Junxi, Shan Juan had the strongest color.

The twelve peaks want to be lower in the first month, and the crows are empty on the banks of the river.

Lonely boat returned to the East overnight, tears spilled in the spring breeze, remembering Jian Xi.

The trees in Zhang Jiuling Pavilion in Yuntai, Guyang County are declining day by day, and the wind and frost have not passed. Drive away words and worry, and seek similarity by taking advantage of the situation.

Chu is the old capital, and Lantai has a resting place. According to legend, Wushan Mountain was still set up to worship heaven.

When the party was in its heyday, there was no Juanzi. The goddess of color shortage arrives, and the soul swings in the palace to realize it.

Creep is like today's product, for whom does the cloud rise? Green bamboo leads to the green pool of Qingxi, and Song Wenzhi is the same color as bamboo. When a fairy is born, a phoenix does not swim.

Die of old age, empty mountain people are ignorant. In a beautiful year, I would like to escape from the customs and go back to Song and Qiu to get the white clouds.

I am proud of my feelings and comfort my soul. How can I live a day without this gentleman?

Sheng Feng bends and stretches all the time to recall the past of Wang Zijian, while Sheng Feng walks in the clouds. Waving during the day, Ann can fall in love with the Qing Palace.

No nightingale, I remember Luo Weizhong. Life is not expensive, life is endless. Du Fu of Fajing Temple kept up with the crisis, adapted to other states, and finally worked hard. God hurts the mountain and walks deep, and worries about breaking the cliff temple.

Chanjuan is fresh and clean, and Xiaochan is cold and cold. Back mountain root water, Ran Ran scattered rain.

It was cloudy in the morning and I vomited again on the first day. Zhu Zan is semi-polished, with numerous households.

Forget the early stage, it's already noon. I was summoned by the rules, and the micro-path stopped walking.

Painting bamboo songs among Bai Juyi's plants, bamboo is difficult to write, although painting is not similar in ancient and modern times. Xiao Lang's works are unique and lifelike.

The only person since Dan Qing. People draw a swollen bamboo body, while Xiao draws a thin stem.

People draw bamboo shoots hanging to death, while Xiao draws branches and leaves moving. Born without roots, born with intentions,

Not a bamboo shoot, but a pen. On the bank of the wild pool, there are two clumps of fifteen stems.

ChanJuan didn't lose her pink state, and Xiaosa tried her best. Looking up suddenly like a painting,

Listen quietly. The seven stems of the west cluster are strong, and the stone in front of Tianzhu Temple is seen.

The eight stems of Dongcong are sparse and cold. I remember watching it in the rain in ChristianRandPhillips Temple. Quiet, few people think, many people stay,

Take care of you and sigh. Unfortunately, Xiao Lang Xiao Lang's hands are shaking and his eyes are dizzy.

When talking to yourself is the last word, this bamboo has been particularly scarce since then.

Mr. Zhou painted Dongting songs to help the guests in the south of the Yangtze River. Water is his hometown and the boat is his residence. He can know the pulse of the land through his pen.

I can't get out of this hall if I am idle. Hydrology stopped moving,

The wooden end is steep and the mountain is heavy. Di Zi should mourn the elegant cloud. The guest seems to have a dream.

In June, the fire is on the clothes, and the heart listens to the whispers silently. Lin Bing shook the mirror and brushed the bamboo pole.

Lying alone in the autumn wind all day. Because you don't leave home in Dongting, I doubt that you can live forever.

Where is Mr. Yuhu? Mistakes under the clouds, micro-harvest Hao wrist fresh Night wind gives birth to blue pillars, and spring water swallows red strings.

Cui Pei's touch is light, and the warbler's branches are astringent. What is more wonderful about the fragrance? The clear moon is really beautiful. In "Frost Moon", Li Shangyin first heard that there was no cicada, and a hundred feet of water met the sky.

The frost goddess and the moon are not afraid of the cold, and they are more beautiful and pure in the cold and frost recreation.

Zheng Chang waited on the bamboo in front of the hall, while Jia Daoqing meditated on bamboo poetry and wine. The branches are scattered with low snow, and the leaves are covered with sub-cold wind.

Xiaosa suspects that spring has passed and there is a path through it. Roots are invaded and unearthed, and bamboo shoots next door are clustered.

Outside the screen window, the sound is crisp and beautiful. See the shutter all day long, and the pillow is the same for several years.

Wan Qing sings the prince, and Qian Gong accompanies Ruan Gong. Exposure film, rain love film.

Yi' e, Jiaoshui East, Xiangchuan. He Ruxuan is on the edge of the threshold, and the sky is clear. Tanabata is a beautiful day in Luoyin. The whole family laughed and held a red banquet. We should thank the virgin pearl,

Write a wonderful article by Tan Lang. Fragrant curtains are clustered in rows, and gold needles are put on to worship Chanjuan.

If you don't report the copper pot, you will know, and you will be sad for another year. With a sigh, Wei Zhuang was exposed to wet smoke all night and shed tears at dawn. Don't bury the grass with residual snow.

Dance in the wind as much as you can. Xi Zi left a smile when she left, and Xie E fell into gold.

Floating red and falling white is melancholy, and it is the coming year. Dream of Yangzhou Musical Prostitutes and Poems Liu Yuxi's flowers are like Chanjuan jade and makeup, and her romantic struggle is like old Xu Niang.

In the middle of the night, Wan Li followed you one inch. The above are some common sentences, and the rest should be supplemented by other friends.