Lost Thousands of Dust in the World

"Ci Jia" Crane in the cloud, Qingfengpu, April in the world, trees full of peach leaves I remember when I first took over the painting building, but it's a pity that I couldn't keep it. Hesitation, a small boat, a leaf, brocade, Luo Ru Flying gracefully, melting into water, flowing eastward after all What I love most is the red sunset, the setting sun and the late fire, and the spring breeze blowing everywhere. Faced with the tears of separation several times, Jiang Wan is still feeling sad Drunk lying down, deep in thought, a few bottles of Suyue, the mountains are green and the water is clear I was so drunk that my bright spark finally blew away. "Paoze" Never stop drinking, never stop singing, and play the music that breaks the formation again. The drums are beating continuously, the trumpets are sounding louder and louder, heading straight towards Huanglong, don't be timid anymore. The murderous aura broke through the sky, and the prestige suppressed the bird in the room. The sound of mourning filled the air and reached the sky. How many screams and how many tears? Win with me and never give up! Fifteen expeditions, fifty expeditions, when will we return home? His steps are slow, his voice is weak, and his life as a soldier is full of scars. My heart is like an arrow, and my tearful eyes reflect the moon in the water. The sound of the flute is melodious, and the flute is swallowed. How many screams and how many tears? How wonderful it is to overcome with me! "Only Me" Young and stubborn, I walked to Beimang. The wind was blowing and the rain was rustling. Farewell to the spring scenery of my hometown, only beautiful poplars and willows Lagerstroemia or Rahu, which one is powerful and which one is blessed? No matter how good or bad you are, I depend on you, but my infatuation remains the same. Perhaps the evening wind was too hurried, causing shock to fall all over the ground, spring, summer, autumn and winter I have seen the human world several times, and only the kettles and empty bottles are left. Seeking oneself and asking for directions is a waste of years and flowers, isn't it? The waning moon shines on Hengtang for half a day, and I have been dreaming about it for years.