The clouds are flowing thousands of miles, the remaining clouds are dripping with blood, and the smoke in the plum blossoms is proud of the snow; at dawn, the sky is shocked, the moon is locked on the seven strings, and the flowers fall and die, no one expects; the bamboo forest hangs, the beauty is by the river, and the sky is filled with tears at the oath; the clouds are thousands of miles away, and the shadow of Yiwuxiangzong appears. The broken eyebrows are destroyed by the rain, and the snow-capped mountains have no trace, and they are still the words of cold ice and snow.
She, Lin Wei, is the daughter of the Lin family from a scholarly family. She is full of literary talents and is a distinguished figure. However, the family suffered a sudden change and suffered misfortune. She stayed in the Hanfu of her grandfather's family, and because of the Lin family, her status was low. Therefore, he was not insulted by his cousin, so he locked himself with the moon on the seven strings and bit his tongue to commit suicide. Nourished by the profound energy of Taiyin, the soul did not enter the realm of death and accidentally entered the city of futile death. He started his own spiritual practice, and by chance, he left the underworld and became a body sealed by heaven and earth... In the chaos of the ancient gods, he... Split the realm and became an ice lord.
She is an outstanding poet and a talented person. She is quiet and silent in the dusk. She holds the bean kingdom in her hands with the wind caressing her cheeks.
She has an ordinary talent and has been given many opportunities to become you, the body sealed by heaven and earth.
She has a resolute mind, and the obstacles ahead are like floating clouds.
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Literary clips:
"These are four quatrains. You should not add more sentences to add to the confusion. Short sentences will do more harm than good. It is considered the last song of the world, and it is also excellent."
"The young lady commented that the poem is very beautiful, and it is also the style of a master of poetry. I would like to hear the young lady recite a poem, so that we can imbue it with wisdom and appreciate its charm."
"Yes, Xiao Wei'er, come and sing a song and let me help you refer to it."
"My poem title is "Qingyang", please give me some advice." The poem goes:
"The flowing water is weak, relying on the lantern, the flowing clouds are not far away, and the sky is filled with tears everywhere.
The crisp flute is lingering, dancing lightly, and the painting is full of beauties and resentments, and the sound of the flute lingers outside the setting sun.
The vines in my hometown are so deep, the river of tobacco in the pavilion is endless, how can I hate the beauty at night?
There are red lotus leaves, and I am too lazy to dress up. I lean on the pavilion and look ten miles into the distance, seeing all the shadows of lovesickness in the world of mortals. "
"Well, this is really great, but I don't know the lady's name, and it makes me miss her. It's worth making the beauty complain a little."
"This is my cousin Lin Wei. She is a famous and talented girl in Xiaofeng City. What do you think? You are a prostitute. Are you very tempted and want to commit yourself to her?"
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