When White Snake first came down Mount Emei, she sat opposite Qingfeng. The white snake sees the West Lake at first sight, and the girl swims like a colorful flower.

It is not a kind act not to admire the prosperity and love the West Lake. Who knows that the waves are in the same boat, and it is the master of Sansheng Stone.

Rain and dew first settled on the upper edge of the lake, and they also settled by the lake. If you try to help the world by refining the elixir, you will be a pair of mandarin ducks and a fairy.

Poor harp, some people are jealous, and the lamentation is silent. It's all because the Buddha is too stupid to believe that Yuanyang can be alone.

There is anger and thunder in my heart, and there is sorrow in Jiangnan. Zero rain comes from the dark, and the tide flies down Zhenjiang.

The rainbow is dazzling with low clouds, and thousands of ichthyosaurs are playing in the sky. The most pitiful heart is full of courage, and the peers are empty-handed.

Under the Leifeng Tower, the heavy door is closed, hoping to get revenge. By this year, there will be aftershocks, and Guangling Chaotun Jinshan Temple.

Who remembers the vicissitudes of life, Lei Feng has also become the wind. When the West Lake dries up completely, there should be rebirth here.

2. What are the poems about white snakes? 1. An Ancient Journey Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

There is an eagle on the shady cliff, and a black cypress is adopted.

The white snake climbed into its nest and wolfed down a meal.

The male flies far for food, and the female sings bitterness.

Powerful forces cannot be controlled, and the yellow mouth is not half the country.

His father came back from the west and became a heavy smoker.

I must lead the stork, and I will send it in pain and anger.

I've been alone for nine days.

Trim scales, take off distant branches, and make fists.

You have to pedal at high altitude, and the short grass is winding.

The broken tail can be dropped, and the full stomach has been worn.

Although life destroyed many young people, death also hung for thousands of years.

It is commendable to be happy in the present.

I am the best bird in the world, and I am full of anxiety.

If you succeed, you will lose your position.

I passed by the water recently, and the story was spread by the woodcutter.

Xiao is absolutely gone with the wind, wanting to rush to the Confucian crown.

The promise and parting of life are only between looking around.

Chatting is a righteous stork, which is used to stimulate the liver of a strong man.

2, "Ode to Ozawa" Year: Tang Author: Hu Ceng

At the beginning of the legend of the white snake, people made a way, and the Han zu Longquan was red.

It is not that Xianyang will collapse, but that Suling will cry in the moonlight.

3. The History of the Later Han Dynasty: Tang Author: Wen

Jin Mingke, an iron horse of Chu and Han dynasties, made waves in Jiaotan at night.

The business wind wiped the water and reported it to the Western Emperor, the former ancient tree and white snake.

Wu Wang's red axe is a cloud array, and the walls of the painting hall are covered with frost blades.

Wu E conveys her grief, and Tudor makes her sideburns clear.

Xiang Yan smokes Cui Xiang hillside, and crows fly at sunrise in the east.

Qingyun has its own black dragon, but Pan Fei has no lilacs.

4, "Journey to Noda" Year: Tang Author: Zhang Bi

The wind is faint, the rain is continuous, and bones are piled up.

The eight-year-old prisoner is sad, a rural wasteland.

Sadness has struggled for the world since ancient times.

The Great Wall was built by Qin Shihuang, and the white snake died in the Hanzu area.

Noda's bones turned to dust again, and pavilions came back to life.

I hope that under Huashan, I can return to the horse, and Noda has no complaints.

5, "Juan Jiang Yue/Nian Nujiao" Year: Song Author: Wang Zongchen

Break the white snake at night, and the deer compete for the horse.

Zhang Jun, the red flag bearer, is a fairy.

It's a pity to be a monkey crown, because there are many dust in Chu's account.

Frightened, a whip fled to the east to rest.

The pavilion is empty and the boat is flat, and Fan Zengqun is full of fat.

Looking at Qin Guan is infinitely hateful, and Jiangdong Mountain and River are ashamed.

Buy a thousand dollars, if it is fame and fortune, the sunset will be dark.

The stone stove is cold, and the beauty soul disappears.

3. What are the poems about white snakes? 1. < < stork > > Year: Tang Author: Du Fu has a goshawk in the shadow cliff, and his adopted son is a cypress.

The white snake climbed into its nest and wolfed down a meal. The male flies far for food, and the female sings bitterness.

Powerful forces cannot be controlled, and the yellow mouth is not half the country. His father came back from the west and became a heavy smoker.

I must lead the stork, and I will send it in pain and anger. I've been alone for nine days.

Trim scales, take off distant branches, and make fists. You have to pedal at high altitude, and the short grass is winding.

The broken tail can be dropped, and the full stomach has been worn. Although life destroyed many young people, death also hung for thousands of years.

Things are enemies, and pleasure is precious in the present. I am the best bird in the world, and I am full of anxiety.

If you succeed, you will lose your position. I passed by the water recently, and the story was spread by the woodcutter.

Xiao is absolutely gone with the wind, wanting to rush to the Confucian crown. The promise and parting of life are only between looking around.

Chatting is a righteous stork, which is used to stimulate the liver of a strong man. 2, "Ode to History Ozawa" Year: Tang Author: Hu Ceng White Snake at the beginning of the road flyover, Han Zu Longquan blood blade red.

It is not that Xianyang will collapse, but that Suling will cry in the moonlight. 3, "The History of the Later Han Dynasty" Time: Tang Author: Wen, the King of Chu Iron Horse, Jin Mingke, moved to Su Bo at night.

The business wind wiped the water and reported it to the Western Emperor, the former ancient tree and white snake. Wu Wang's red axe is a cloud array, and the walls of the painting hall are covered with frost blades.

Wu E conveys her grief, and Tudor makes her sideburns clear. Xiang Yan smokes Cui Xiang hillside, and crows fly at sunrise in the east.

Qingyun has its own black dragon, but Pan Fei has no lilacs. 4, "A Trip to Noda" Year: Tang Author: Zhang Bifeng sky faint color flying oblique rain, ghosts and bones thousand skull language.

The eight-year-old prisoner is sad, a rural wasteland. Sadness has struggled for the world since ancient times.

The Great Wall was built by Qin Shihuang, and the white snake died in the Hanzu area. Noda's bones turned to dust again, and pavilions came back to life.

I hope that under Huashan, I can return to the horse, and Noda has no complaints. 5, "Juanjiangyue/Niannujiao" Year: Song Author: Wang Zongchen white snake breaks the night, fighting for deer, taking advantage of fish.

Zhang Jun, the red flag bearer, is a fairy. It's a pity to be a monkey crown, because there are many dust in Chu's account.

Frightened, a whip fled to the east to rest. The pavilion is empty and the boat is flat, and Fan Zengqun is full of fat.

Looking at Qin Guan is infinitely hateful, and Jiangdong Mountain and River are ashamed. Buy a thousand dollars, if it is fame and fortune, the sunset will be dark.

The stone stove is cold, and the beauty soul disappears.

4. The poem about repaying kindness is 1, and the dutiful son is the most important. Respect for relatives is nothing more than raising the world. -Mencius

2. Mourn my parents and give birth to me. -The Book of Songs

3, a teacher for a day, a father for life.

4, but the inch of long grass is a little sentimental, and it is reported to be three spring rays.

5, the grace of dripping water should be reported by the spring.

6. Being a man is like a candle. A little hot, a little light, giving people light and warmth. -Women in Chu Xiao.

7. Life needs a grateful heart to create, and a grateful heart needs life to nourish. —— Wang Fu

8. People who dig wells don't forget to eat water, while predecessors planted trees to enjoy the cool.

9. Kindness and kindness, kindness and greatness.

10, the sheep has the grace of kneeling and nursing, and the crow has the meaning of feeding back.

1 1, borrowed from thousands of rivers and lakes, was verified as a tribute of Momo.

12, give it a peach and return it a plum.

13, one father raises ten children, and ten children raise one father.

5. Ask the author/blog /cns of poems and songs about the legend of White Snake! B0A03BFBB0063C67！ 3352. I use the voice of poetry to explain this beautiful love. Today, let's celebrate like this. Did it really happen thousands of years ago? No, but why is it all so real, spreading in the streets and praising women, children, the weak and children? No, but why does this move people's hearts and slowly sink us into the long-standing Song paintings? I use poems on white paper, and then steal fairy grass, water and broken bridges from Jinshan. Goodbye, lock Lei Feng's scene and restore the world. If the sky can be like this and the blue tree can be like this, then life can be restored, just like Liaoyuan and Ning 'an borrow umbrellas tonight (white is white of hibiscus, and a drop of water can precipitate and dilute the pollution of the Millennium. On white paper, this life will slowly disappear. I want to meet you, which is just a coincidence. The crowd around the West Lake was bustling and practicing, so I made a mistake. For thousands of years, there was no wind in the sky and no rain on the ground. It's just that your appearance suddenly made my heart surge. The road to the Millennium is not so tidal. As soon as the finger on the shore made a circle of raindrops, it dripped, so Qing Er and I shouted in the direction of a distant boat, and there was a boat connected with Tianshui. On the rainy day of March 3, I forgot where I came from. I only see your pale face as soft as a finger. Is that you? Is it you who have struggled for 1000 years? My confused thoughts are doomed to fall in this life. You are standing on the boat. If all this is a mistake, I don't want to pinch my fingers. I'd rather make a mistake on purpose. Green is a hundred years' hardship of lotus in water. I only want to lose my beauty with the promise of Lotus, but I also want my sister's Millennium road to just pinch my fingers. If it is him, it is still a love story. If it was a mistake, why did he self-destruct and calm down? I'd rather he was Xu. Fairy: Yes, such a wandering elephant (Xu Xian) has been poor and lonely since childhood. I don't want to see girls. I just went blind when I saw you. I sank to steal Xiancao (Xu Xian). You know, I never wanted to marry you. It's just that how can I deserve such a delicate beauty? When all this is true, I hate Princess Wang. How can I tell you, my husband, our past lives was originally full of confidence and determined. Before abandoning the world of mortals and flying to the fairy newspaper, this time, it was not just the tide rushing to the bank, but the Jinshan (green snake) was full of water, only admiring Yuanyang but not the fairy, turning into an empty talk of eternal life and falling into the dust robbery, but this life has been a thousand years, and the sun is like fire. How can snakes and pythons be enemies of realgar and three glasses of red wine? Sister, it's really hard for me to punish myself for a thousand years or today. How can I change it? I only hate myself for beating the snake body into gold ornaments as thin as cicadas day and night. I hate it, and I will never look back after midnight. I don't ask whether it is the original Guang Chen from now on, and I don't care whether there are thousands of stars and moons from then on. When I turned around, I knew it. At that moment, I thought I would never see it again. In ancient Guang Chen, I couldn't hear the birds chirping in the morning, and I couldn't save them. A thousand years of love, this life's shepherd boy, I burst into tears. I can't get rid of that scar, so I wrapped all the past with warm tears, but my memory was crystal clear in my time. Every side touches the joys and sorrows of the past. Was that my last moment in the depths of the silent forest? It's just that even in the end, I will release thousands of people. In exchange for your husband for life, I can go with Cao Xian. You can feel a tear in your heart the moment you swallow the medicine. I just want to repay your kindness. Your warmth, but you still went to Jinshan. Why (Xu Xian) am I really not afraid? I'm really not afraid to miss it. I like the kindness of Jinshan and the water of West Lake. I always knew. My heart is on the other side of the lake. You can see it. Can you see it? (Green Snake) This past life, doomed love, I cut it all with a knife (White Snake). If the water is affectionate, I will also go to Jinshan. If the water is heartless, I will also go to Jinshan. It was Qing Er and I who started the Yangtze River flooding the Buddha Sea. There is no wind in the sky, but this storm is to save you, and I have selfishly let the water dye the sky with blood red and tears. If I have feelings, I will turn the golden hill over. Even though he's upside down. The water of flame burned all day and the bridge was broken. Goodbye (White Snake) Do you know this is a broken bridge? Do you know this is a broken bridge? It's just that I know time is running out. Goodbye is just seeing the fairy (Xu Xian) again. Xu Xian Xu Xian promised the fairy that you are my God and I am your fairy. If you leave, I don't want to protect you, whether he sees you again or not. You are my forever (green snake). It's just that I'm a bystander, but I know very well how I can save you from being locked up in Lei Feng that day, or whether there is no cloud in the sky and no wind on the ground. The crowd around the West Lake is still bustling and flat. It was raining, and my town missed you in the tower for a long time. I stood outside the tower, but my love for you was pierced by a sword. Another worry is embedded in my Millennium dust robbery. Officer, it's raining again. You must have seen the umbrella on your head.

6. Poems about repaying kindness: Father Xi gave birth to my mother, bowed to me, loved me, grew me, nurtured me, cared about me, answered me, went in and out of my abdomen, and wanted to repay kindness, which was extremely confusing. I was lonely at night, and a lamp reflected my outline. Xiao Shizi is like a jiaozi, floating in the clouds, with frost floating in the temples in spring and rain pouring down on his waist and eyebrows in autumn for thirty years.

I miss my loving mother's hard half life, kneel down to nurse the lamb and repay the present. Who will stop wandering when the white clouds drift away? Mermaid smiles in heaven. The color of champagne conveys her singing among poppies. Is there any hope of leaving? Christmas for forest elk that never stops snowing? The beautiful princess has been buried in the legendary night sky, where countless pearls and pearls have not been picked. The light of angel wings flew over the gardens of Babylon. Dora is a woman, and her incarnation is not the daughter of the sun god. The valley in the desert Gobi is more luxurious than the palace. This river is the mother of all living things. Shengbo spread all over the world. Colorful faces are rain. The beauty of ancient Egypt is gone, so is the back. The sea beats the dream of purple lily, and the mermaid smiles in heaven. The color of champagne conveys her singing in the poppies, and makes clothes for her wayward boy's body in the thread in the hands of a kind mother.

Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?

Confucius said: My parents are here, and I don't travel far to repay my gratitude and forget my grievances. When you repay your kindness with a short report, it takes a long time for a drop of water to drip. When you repay your kindness with a spring, you will forget it. When you repay kindness with a short report, you will mourn for your parents. Don't have children, don't know the poor parents. Inheriting the wind and knowing the horsepower, you will see people's hearts for a long time, and you will never expect a person to die as a confidant. You will look at the world with cold eyes and repay it with blood.

7. What are the poems about "gratitude"?

1. When you are blessed and cherish a year's decline, you are not so eager to repay your kindness. -Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi's "Ye Chu Qiu Zhi Ye Shu" was written from then on. 》

2. Don't be like a sparrow, be rugged and repay the favor. -Year: Tang Author: Bai Juyi "Chicken Salvation"

3. Repaying the hero's kindness is rampant. -Year: Tang Author: Lu's Liu Sheng

4. The hidden sword of gratitude. Long-term fitness. -Year: Tang Author: "A Gift for Yinshan People"

5. I'm ashamed to say thank you, the fragrance is light. -Year: Modern Author: Su Shi Yi

Huang Yun Tommy Tam Bai Yunfei, but how can a man go back before he has served his sentence? . -Year: Tang Author: Li Jie "Ancient Meaning"

7. It's still embarrassing to repay a debt of gratitude and never die. -Year: Tang Author: Yi Lee "Going to Weibei Embassy to Leave"

8. Be loyal to a man and repay him with a meal. -Year: Tang Author: Zhang Wen's Two Poems of Jingzhou

9. How to give gifts after the trip, and return with a sword. -Year: Tang Author: Bao Rong "Zaqu Geisha Yu Lin You"

10. Huang Shu's fame is empty and his youth is dying. You came to sweep the floor, and you haven't repaid your kindness. -Year: Tang Author: Geng "Following the Book with the Fifth Xianggong"

1 1. It's a pity that kindness has nowhere to repay, but he crossed Xianyang with a solitary sword. -Year: Tang Author: "Two Fujian Poems"

12. One day, everyone will repay the kindness. -Year: Modern Author: Mao Zedong's "Four-character Poems in Sacrifice to Mother"

13. I'm here to repay my kindness, but it's not all about profit and honor. -Year: Song Author: Sima Guang's "Bitter Cold Trip"

14. I have a record of Beishan, and I stay here as a reward. -Year: Northern and Southern Dynasties Author: Wu Jun's "Appreciating the Master Book for Riding"

8. Are there any poems praising the white snake? 1 Broken Bridge vaguely remembers the bleak look back a thousand years ago and the banks of become a butterfly. When crossing the river, I forgot my hometown and drank Meng Po Tang, with six tears in my eyes. Now, the white snake, who has practiced for thousands of years, has drunk thousands of years of loneliness and lovesickness from distant time and space in order to find the last tear left in the world. If it's predestined, you and I will both suffer.

I just want to find tears of love. I just want to use the infatuation of my last life to fade the charm of being grafted by the secular. Really, I like the encounter of an umbrella, which inexplicably awakened the memory of sleeping for thousands of years, so I crossed the maze of life, rejoiced in the heat wave of the broken bridge, dried the rain on my wet cheeks, and walked hand in hand with a smile. Finally, I knew that the silk umbrella that sheltered from the wind and rain was like your pure eyes. Revealing the reincarnation of become a butterfly is both sad and tender. The drugstore seems to have a wish, let me fall in love with the moon on earth with you, listen to the fragrance by the pool for the second time, or add a rhyme to the prescription and grow a love again, which will touch thousands of kind creatures in Qian Qian, Qian Qian. So, the tears I want are intoxicated and I don't know where to go. It always hopes to forget the existence of past lives on the West Lake in Yang Liuyi in the bright moon and cool breeze. You and I will watch each other's tears outside the drugstore or in the room, let them live, and feel colorful sunshine smiles and romantic butterflies blooming lilacs. I really want to tell you that this is a conspiracy. I have been worried about the Dragon Boat Festival robbery for thousands of years. Tears have been swirling in my eyes, but you can't read the omen of life and death from this forbearance and stop it. This Dragon Boat Festival, I don't know how to drink all three cups of realgar wine on the drugstore table that you carefully prepared for me. Affectionate demons and kind people will bury our thousand-year attachment in previous lives so innocently in a few cups of turbid wine and a long-planned chuckle. I still want to hold hands with you for half my life. I also want to see if the silk umbrella is still beautiful under the heat of our first broken bridge. Is it still as beautiful as the willow by the lake? You're gone, but the crack in the middle of the bridge can be mended. Why should I lose my mind in the sadness of this broken bridge? I still want to hold hands with you for half my life, just half my life, okay? I can't forget how difficult it is to steal Ganoderma lucidum. Maybe this is a repeat of the tragedy of past lives. I deeply remember that day when the clouds were burned red, white snakes and powerful cranes fought wits and fought bravely for dozens of reincarnation, fearless. When the hope and truth of a narrow escape touched God, I flew back again, taking Ganoderma lucidum and fairy grass from the yellow road at the junction of life and death. The person who pulled me back to the line of life and death alone saw your gentle and apologetic smile again. Tears of my love surge in my eyes, with sad happiness. I really want to turn my heart into two pieces and leave one piece for myself. The other one, I have adjusted the temperature by imprisoning you at the top of the golden mountain of freedom. Gently put it in your arms may be scarred, but it is still infatuated, sincere and kind. It is also like the drizzle when we first met, and the tears of love are like willows in the breeze, filling our eyes in the turbulent waves. I'm no longer obsessed with the tea in the drugstore and smiling at each other. I can't bear to recall the demagogic realgar wine and Ganoderma lucidum that came back to life. I can't bear to just recall the heat of the broken bridge. It's still vivid after you left. Her sadness is always like the tears I bounce off, just like our children crying into this world. I can pin all my hopes on him. I am a person who lives and dies together. I will use the seventh tear I have been looking for to soothe my still lonely heart. When the golden bowl of Leifeng Tower broke my dream, it was the full moon in the sky on July 7. We could have gone to the lake to feel the bright moon and the breeze or snuggled up to the stars and stars on the broken bridge. The happiness of three lives is in agreement with each other's heartbeat, and I don't want to be so sad. Although this cold Leifeng Tower is hard, it can't stop my love for thousands of years. I am no longer a seductive white snake spirit. Why do you want to use this strength to destroy the estranged love we nurtured on that broken bridge? If that broken bridge really just broke our sad sigh, who would like such untouchable eye-to-eye love? Is it always the cry of a solo butterfly at night and the sad smile next door during the day? The colorful bridge transcends eternal sadness and finally ends the process of regret and the final loneliness on an immortal night. Thank god for giving a lover who has been watching for thousands of years when the years are old. The chances of holding hands again are still the same. On July 7, the moonlight was like a broken bridge, and it was compounded into a seven-color rainbow bridge. A pair of lovers committed to life and death smiled and walked together on the bridge. They are surrounded by dancing butterflies-Guanyin's words, tears shed on the human world, and hate is scattered in life and death; More than half a step, firefly Mars, give your life to help each other; Passing by the boat, forgetting love, but heartless.

Broken bridge rain, broken oil umbrella, borrowed to continue ahead; Forget Dan, forget earthly love, and return to the immortal; No root water, try the cliff, and finally be infatuated with the fairy; It is difficult to make a fortune, like to become attached, and the career is bound to two wishes. Dragon Boat Festival wine, lover's soul, seeking medicine to beat the monk to save her husband; Jinshan flowing water, feeling hate, indifferent magic block; Buddha moved, love gave birth to tears, and thousands of long-cherished wishes were buried; The umbrella is in the tower, the sun is outside the temple, and Lei Feng sweeps away all the empty love.

Save a life, but also a life, the shemale swan song who will be the whole, who will be the whole

9. Poems about "White Snake" Poems about "White Snake" are as follows:

1, righteous stork

Year: Tang Author: Du Fu

There is an eagle on the shady cliff, and a black cypress is adopted. The white snake climbed into its nest and wolfed down a meal.

The male flies far for food, and the female sings bitterness. Powerful forces cannot be controlled, and the yellow mouth is not half the country.

His father came back from the west and became a heavy smoker. You must guide the stork and make it miserable and angry.

I've been alone for nine days. Trim scales, take off distant branches, and make fists.

You have to pedal at high altitude, and the short grass is winding. The broken tail can be dropped, and the full stomach has been worn.

Although life destroyed many young people, death also hung for thousands of years. Things are enemies, and pleasure is precious in the present.

I am the best bird in the world, and I am full of anxiety. If you succeed, you will lose your position.

I passed by the water recently, and the story was spread by the woodcutter. Xiao is absolutely gone with the wind, wanting to rush to the Confucian crown.

The promise and parting of life are only between looking around. Chatting is a righteous stork, which is used to stimulate the liver of a strong man.

2. Song of Emperor Jiang Hou

Year: Tang Author: Wen

Jin Mingke, an iron horse of Chu and Han dynasties, made waves in Jiaotan at night. Business winds wipe the wind and report it to the west.

There is a white snake in front of the temple. Wu Wang's red axe is a cloud array, and the walls of the painting hall are covered with frost blades.

Wu E conveys her grief, and Tudor makes her sideburns clear. Brush Cui Xiang hillside to Yan,

The sunrise in the east flies and the gods crow. Qingyun has its own black dragon, but Pan Fei has no lilacs.

3. Title Nanyue Temple

Year: Song Author: Guo Sanyi

The ancient trees in the Vatican Palace are gloomy, and the curtain tries new buds in spring.

The official spark urges the spring to bake, but it makes the mountain monk blame the white snake.

Step 4 watch chess

Year: Song Author: Lu You

A shovel turned over the game and withered the chess, celebrating and hanging each other to find joys and sorrows.

If the lost horse is credible, the pig slave play is harmless.

The white snake breaks fast, and the black flag is strange when it is empty.

Pay two soups for wine and listen to me recite new poems.

5. The second rhyme of "Climbing the Sea Tower"

Year: Song Author: Su Zhe

The mountains are full of tides, and the city is full of gold and jade.

I'm not worried about locking the door. I'm not going back all day.

The lake is pale and syncline, filled with smoke.

The boatman went to float the red leaves, and the stone path monk returned to the white snake.

The vision of the building is high, regardless of height, corresponding to the geese.

The old story of Qian Wang is vaguely there, and no one has talked about it for a long time.

Lotus leaves are fragrant at the beginning of drying rice ears, and thunderstorms are cool.

Sun Yat-sen put on a little autumn scenery, but he washed heavy makeup for light makeup.

Liquor is red, and you swim tirelessly in the moonlight during the day.

The building only listens to songs, dances and drums, but no tourists turn to Peng Like.

6. "Noda"

Year: Tang Author: Zhang Bi

The wind is faint, the rain is continuous, and bones are piled up. The eight-year-old prisoner was very sad,

He is a country waste. Sadness has struggled for the world since ancient times.

The Great Wall was built by Qin Shihuang, and the white snake died in the Hanzu area. Noda's bones turned to dust again,

The castle in the wind is still new. I hope that under Huashan, I can return to the horse, and Noda has no complaints.

7.yuanri

Year: Song Author: Wen Tianxiang

Shame on Yuntai guests, falling snow is full of blankets.

If you don't look at the bird's shadow, you will still see the Year of the White Snake.

The palace was empty and the door was covered with grass.

Since spring, Gan Kun has turned his head.