——The Heavenly Palace is a place where prudishness breeds. (Occurrence)
It is not a bizarre plot that the Son of God, who is not happy with the vulgarity, comes to earth to make a cameo.
Why are you frustrated so often?
Since I rejoice in the curling smoke of this world and the chirping of cicadas in the wind,
Why bother sticking to love stories?
——Tao is a bonus in the world, and smoke is good everywhere. (Destiny)
Rongyu Ancient Town,
Grab a handful of halva and give it to the little beggar on the roadside,
He will tell you with a smile,
The pretty sister at the inn is named Qingyan.
I like the southern jujube cake from Tongxi Village, the jasmine tea from Liunan Village, and the ten-flavor drunken pork ribs made by the uncle of the Song family.
And, ah, shy, I like that good-looking young man named Shen Yin.
——What was the past and present life like? How about bamboo horses and childhood sweethearts? (To live in peace, to stay in trouble)
Song of the Western Wu Dynasty: Harmony
In the winter dream in the cold Huawu, I feel both happy and sad all my life.
Changing songs to control the scenery, Shi Qi is busy playing chess.
The four seasons are changing now, just like last year when the clouds were full and the rain was clear.
However, when I was young, I couldn't calm down. I visited the shore to enjoy the spring river scenery.
Accepting Qing's advice, knowing the jade in the turbid state, the neighbors in Huaxu Palace are happy.
Should aspire to the top.
I would like to break the green olive into a crown, and wear A Qing Shen Yin when I first express my intention.
The wanderer at the end of the world, the blood-stained desert of Gesang, knows the wrong path and takes the wrong path, looking for guidance in dreams.
Jieyuhua·Rongyi
The beauty of Chanjuan is beautiful, the clouds are flying in midsummer, and Lanzhi is three steps away.
Waiting for the green and white dance, dancing gracefully, envying the lamps in the nine heavens.
The rustling of wide sleeves will be better than the colorful clothes and feathers.
The trees on the branches smell like the first fragrance of last night, and I look for flowers in my grave.
I promise good times every year, but I am afraid that time will not be enough, so I would rather stay here forever.
Insects and frogs crow and laugh. It is a matter of time, and it is not suitable to pester if you forget it.
Concubine Yang is puzzled, the meaning of flowers is indifferent and peaceful.
Only at this time, small and pure white, he always recognizes people's faces.
Qashqai
Having been surrounded by troubles since childhood, the scenery here is uniquely beautiful.
How can a long-term guest feel at ease? Xiwu knows about it.