The famous capital of Huaizuo, the best place in Zhuxi, the first journey of Xie An Shao's stationing, ten miles passed by the spring breeze, all the shepherd's purses and wheat are green. Since Hu Ma went to peek into the river, the trees in the abandoned pond are still tired of talking about soldiers, the clear corners are blowing cold, they are all in an empty city.
Du Lang's handsome reward, it's important to remember now, even though cardamom is a good lyricist, the dream of a brothel is good, it's hard to express deep feelings, the twenty-four bridges are still there, the heart is wandering, the cold moon is silent, I read the red medicine beside the bridge, and I know who I was born for every year.
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