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Exquisite dice and red beans, Do you know that I miss you so much? The chrysanthemums in the snow are fragrant, The lotus leaves are not fragrant in summer. Love doesn't want to go to the west wind, My heart is vast and filled with ocean waves. I don't know when I will wake up from this dream. Love poetry turns into rain and reflects the rising sun. It's hard to find a beautiful woman to know how to hate, The expression is full of tears and strong blood.

"Lingyan?" "Idiot!" Man Gu Yan talks to himself ... Here, the father and daughter who had just chased out from the inner courtyard saw their backs in white clothes standing proudly in the scorching sun, and their clothes were moving slightly in the warm wind. Indescribable freedom and ease, indescribable loneliness. The father and daughter stopped chasing and playing and quietly approached from behind. At this time, Yixi Yiyi didn't notice the person coming from behind at all, his eyes were fixed on the tall apricot tree by the wall and the pair of swallows on one branch that were looking at him like a fool. The father and daughter were dressed in white and seemed to be stroking their chins with one hand and flicking their sleeves with the other. Then a poem was read out! "There is no choice but the flowers have fallen" "Deja Vu Yan Returns" "The warm breeze makes you drunk" "A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall" Fang Xun and Fatty quietly walked less than ten meters behind Bai Yi, and heard the low voice of poetry reciting from behind. Helplessly, the flowers have fallen, and it seems that the familiar swallow has returned. It really lives up to the talent of the past! The fat man nodded slowly, with a look of admiration on his face. The warm breeze makes people drunk, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall? Is he sad about his soul-leaving syndrome? I feel that my departure after three days is like the red apricot that went out of the wall, and I don't know where it ended up? Fang Xun thought for a while, with a look of sadness and sympathy on his face. At the same time, he was playing with a bunch of ornaments in his hand. The square bamboo sign and the black stone medal were more conspicuous. After hearing the poem, the father and daughter showed admiration and continued to step forward to comfort the woman dressed in white. Fang Xun was already within five steps of his back. Suddenly, the footsteps of the father and daughter stopped. How dare Zhuge Feian be so rude!