Look at Qi'ao and see the green bamboo.
There are gangsters and gentlemen who are like quarrels and discussions, like grinding.
The sound is seductive, the sound is loud, and the sound is loud.
There are bandits and gentlemen, and they should never be ignored.
Looking at Qi'ao, the green bamboos are green.
There is a bandit gentleman whose ears are clear and his ears are as sharp as stars.
The sound is seductive, the sound is loud, and the sound is loud.
There are bandits and gentlemen, and they should never be ignored.
Looking at Qi'ao, the green bamboos are like bamboo rafts.
There are bandits and gentlemen who are as good as gold as tin, as good as jade and gold.
It's wide and broad, and heavy.
He is good at teasing, not cruel. ——"The Book of Songs, National Style, and Wei Style"
"Qi'ao describes gentlemen." Ye Weiyang held the poem scroll in his hand and lay lazily on the couch, with a lazy and charming beauty. He tilted up a pair of beautiful eyes that were as dark as glass, and smiled faintly, causing countless bright colors, "It's a pity... I'm not a gentleman."
After so many years, I re-read what I wrote, and suddenly I felt that it was great to be young (what the hell!). What I wrote at that time was not something I could complete now, so... ╮(╯▽╰)╭