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This is my humble work, and I hope you can enlighten me. Interpret a different arena in the world of poetry! Huyan Ya'er looked up to the sky and shouted: "Heaven and earth are unkind, the rivers and lakes are merciless! Hahaha, ridiculous! Ridiculous! What kind of benevolence, righteousness, morality, and justice for heaven! What kind of benevolence, righteousness, and morality do you talk about when you slaughter my teacher out of nowhere? , You are not the Lord of Heaven and Earth, why should you do justice for Heaven! The Heaven-Slaying Sword is punishing the unkind Heaven, and the ruthless rivers and lakes are being punished! "Hao Xingchen's face is like a bright jade, holding a majestic spirit, and his eyes are full of stars. Holding the lofty cloud in my hand and expressing my ambition, do you know that my heart is toward you? Ouyang Shuixianer, the master of the Bafang Pavilion, has people chasing glory and wealth, and he has accumulated mountains of gold and silver. There are so many people in the martial arts world that no one can see through. Fame and wealth are empty after death, and gold and silver are hard to replace. This one is a hero, and that one is a good man. He speaks of benevolence and righteousness, and vows to bring peace to the world. Zuixiao, these people are just talking nonsense. I dare not express love and hate, good and evil are divided into two sides. Who dares to judge who is right and who is wrong? Love, hate, anger, and lust are all forgotten when one is drunk. Slander and slight deception make me smile to the sky. Time flies like an arrow, and the sun and the moon travel like a shuttle. For decades in life, everything depends on one person. But looking for a close friend, Zhuge Qing'er is the most happy person in life, the beauty Zi'er with a poisonous tongue, Cheng'er, the master of the ice cicada sword, Chunfeng writes about the rivers and lakes, and fills several pots of Tusu wine. The building welcomes heroes from all over the world, and ice cicadas move the clouds and mists in blue and purple colors. The master of Baiyun Village, Bai Yu, writes a book about his son's ambitions, while his daughter's fragrance lies in her drunken state. The brush strokes are dyed with ink, and the beauty is hidden in the painting. Now the leader of the church, Ouyang Rumeng, is a lover with a silk screen of love, and all the soft intestines are with you. The young man is mercilessly lovesick and full of bitter tears, only my concubine can taste them.