Clear dreams return to dust and know where to go
Political affairs, vicissitudes of life, variables
What is love in this world?
Where do you know when you return to the dust from a clear dream?
Haha, the story of a woman becoming an official.
I am not a good storyteller. I just narrated a dream of mine and recorded the next period of history.
During the Kangxi, Yong and Qing dynasties of the Qing Dynasty, a woman named Gui Chen...
The spring breeze is light and the summer rain is thick. The old man holds a fishing hook and is drunk with the autumn of a thousand years.
How can a river of love and a glass of wine relieve worries?
A man has a sword, a daughter is ashamed, it is difficult to talk about the past, and there is a lot of wine.
Why do you enjoy drinking alone when you are old? The heads on the lonely river are white and there are lonely boats.
Prosperous wine through the ages.
The world is in chaos, the world is at rest, the city walls are in ruins, don't look back, the willows in the setting sun are left empty.
It's hard to find a friend by singing a song, so it's better to drink wine!
Drunk and lying on the island, dreaming of freedom, holding an empty fish basket in my arms.
All the flavors of life, taste them again at the end, they turn out to be so mellow
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