1, The Clock Leaving the Cloud Room
Born in a Confucian school and born in Taiping, hanging tassels is more important than clothes.
Who can compete for fame and fortune in the world, I will pay back the Qing Dynasty.
I used to be a Confucian scholar, but the tassel symbolizing fame is too heavy for me to bear. It is easier for ordinary people to wear cloth. Others live in the world of fame and fortune, but my ambition is to surrender to the jade emperor and abandon worldly desires to be a happy fairy.
2. "Give Li Decheng (virtue is a good doctor)"
The son of heaven is more expensive than the world, and the fifth-class princes are above the door.
Fighting is like a drunken man's intention is not in cloth, so teach him to return to Gan Kun.
When the emperor is the most distinguished person in the world, all feudal monarchs, if they want to see the emperor, have to wait outside the door for a proclamation to show their respect. How can we be a drunk who is addicted to drinking like ordinary people, ignore fate and dominate life by ourselves?
3. The setting sun of Wutong Shadow is oblique
The setting sun is oblique and the autumn wind is cold. Whether the old friend will come or not tonight will make people do their best.
The sun has set in the west, and I will go down the mountain as soon as I see it. The autumn wind came in bursts, and I felt colder. After waiting so long, why hasn't my old friend come yet? I don't know how long it took, but the shadow of the phoenix tree faded, and there was no moon shadow.
4. "Warning"
28 beauty crisp, waist full of swords to cut ordinary people.
Although I didn't see my head fall off, I teach you that my bone marrow is dry.
A beauty of 16 years old, with a beautiful figure, but as beautiful as a sword. Stupid people don't understand its harm, indulge in it, and often kill themselves. Although you can't see anything on the surface, it is secretly consuming a person's bone marrow, drying up and the body is rapidly declining.
5. Photo of Yellow Crane Tower Stone Carving
While playing the flute in front of the Yellow Crane Tower, Bai Ping and Guo Hong were all over the river.
Who can tell the truth? Only the breeze and the bright moon know.
Playing the flute alone in the Yellow Crane Tower, the river is covered with white ping and giant knotweed, and the scenery is beautiful, but no one appreciates the flute and no one can understand its feelings. In such loneliness, only the breeze and the bright moon are companions.