Lu Xuandu&Ji Jiaqing
In Baique City, far away from the bustling capital of Kyoto, the border town is simple and peaceful. The young people met each other and agreed to travel around the world in a certain month and year.
The son of a city lord dressed in red and with a sunny smile, he was like a local emperor. He went to the Liyuan to learn opera and it was a scene from the end of the world.
A handsome and distinguished young man dressed in plain clothes and with a handsome face, he had to obtain the honors because he wanted to serve the country and the people.
I want to buy peach blossoms and drink wine with them, but they are not the same. I am a young man traveling.
Returning from this trip is due to the third autumn, and I may forget the old peaches and plums at the end of the mountain. I hope to meet you by chance at a certain city gate on a certain day in a certain year.
Xinfeng wine fights with ten thousand people, and Xianyang rangers live for many years.
Good times, beautiful scenery, but whose home is it to enjoy things? Half life is worry-free and half life is hard, for whom is hard work and for whom is sweetness?
He wanted to talk about palace affairs with passion, but the parrot in front did not dare to say anything.
On a certain month and a certain year, the man in the dream was sitting dry, his shadow reflected on the wall, and the bamboo shadows were swaying. While drinking, he asked in a low voice: Is Ji Zi well?
I just want to say one thing, most of all, you can't stay in this world.