The geese on the cloud side cut off the sheep on the Hu side and returned to the grass smoke.

Since with youthful cap and sword he had left it, returning, he found his country changed
His bitter adventures had won him no title cried at the eyes and passed away.
139 Queqiaoxian
Thin clouds play tricks on flying stars and hate
Yinhan secretly crossed the road.
When Autumn’s Golden Wind embraces Dew of Jade
Beat it, number of people
Tenderness is like water, ritual is like a dream.
Forbearance care magpie bridge return
So long as undying their affections will stay
Are you still here, day and night?
One hundred and forty meet each other
Yandu west building
The moon is like a hook
Parasoltrees lonesome and drear Lock in the courtyard autumn clear
Cut constantly
Return to chaos
It’s sadness
It’s an unspeakable taste in the heart
One hundred and fortyone Su Muzhe
Blue Skies
Huangyedi
Autumn continuous wave
Wave cold and smoke green
The mountain reflects the sun and the sky meets the water.
Fangcaoqing
More outside the setting sun
Dark homesick soul
Thinking about traveling
Every night unless
Sweet dreams make people sleep.
The moon is high and the rest is lonely.
Wine in sad bowels
Acacia tears
142 Langtaosha
The rain outside the curtain is gurgling and the spring is fading.
Luo’s stomach can’t stand the cold.
I didn’t know I was a guest in my dream.
Don’t rely on the fence alone to limit the country
It’s easy to see when it’s not.
The flowing water is gone and the spring is gone.
143 slow
Looking for it, looking for it.
miserable
It’s the hardest time to stop breathing when it’s warm and cold.
Three or two cups of light wine
How come he’s late and in a hurry!
Yan Guo is also sad, but it is an old acquaintance.
Accumulation of yellow flowers on the ground
Who can pick it now?
How can you live alone with the window?
Chinese parasol trees stand with drizzle
At dusk, dribs and drabs
What’s the first worry this time?
Three Qing Ping Tunes in 145
Clouds miss clothes, flowers, spring breeze and revlon
If it weren’t for the meeting at the head of Yushan Mountain, it would meet Yaotai every month.
A branch of red dew, condensed fragrance, sex and rain, Wushan wasted heartbroken
Excuse me, who in the Han Palace looks like a poor swallow leaning on her new makeup?
Famous flowers are often enjoyed by the king with a smile.
Explain that the spring breeze is limited to hate the north of the agarwood pavilion.
146 Niannujiao
Dajiangdong goes to the waves and washes away.
按摩the brilliant figures of a thousand generations
The humanity on the west side of the old base is
The Red Cliff of the ThreeKingdoms’ Duke Zhou
Rocks break through rough seas and surf the shore.
Rolling into a thousand drifts of snow.