Singing bamboo branches, the sunset is late, go with the waves, it is when the fish and crabs are strong.
The boat chases the waves, the bottom is endless, red as fire, and it is suspected that the fisherman has returned early.
The fish play is clear and the willow shadow is oblique, swinging the world, returning early, laughing and singing drunk sunset.
There are fishermen in the depths of the clear water and blue sky, and the light boat goes with the wind, and the fish are full of laughter and laughter in the cabin.
The girl picks lotus, a touch of sunset opens in the sky, the light boat goes with the waves, and the bright moon in the water shines on the fish.
The fish Xiang shallow bottom plays the clear stream, swims by the water, Mo Yujia has no taste, and the sunset is red through the half of the river and autumn.
The clear water and green mountains reflect the sunset, the fisherman girl picks new tea, the light boat goes south of the Yangtze River, and the fish are full of laughter in the cabin.
Hidden fisherman's house, where to go in the clear water and green mountains and light boats, see the peach blossoms.
The light boat ripples the water and the sky, on the willow bank, a touch of sunset is red like fire, and the fisherman spreads the net happily.
The water surface turns over a thousand waves, the wind sends a light boat over thousands of mountains, and you want to ask where the fisherman is going, between the red and colorful clouds.
Reflecting the sunset, the smoke of the cooking is the fisherman's house, go with the waves, and the fish are full of laughter in the cabin.
The fishermen on the river shine like fire on the high-rise buildings, go with the waves, and the fish are full of laughter in the cabin.
Chasing the water, the fish soared to the shallow bottom and fell into the afterglow, singing endlessly.
Fish and birds play in the water, a leaf of light boat into the painting, the most elegant fisherman, the sunset reflects the river red.
Reflecting the slanting sun, the fishermen on the river go with the waves, and the fish, fat crab and wine are fragrant.
Fishermen flowers on both sides of the river, the sunset is red through half the world, the light boat swings a thousand waves, and the cabin is poetry, wine and tea.
A leaf of light boat shallow bottom play duckweed, and the sunset reflects the fisherman's net.
The willow silk is long, where is the light fisherman's house, the water **.
There is this clear in the world, the clouds and the sky are thousands of miles at your disposal, the practice is infinitely interesting, and the sun and the moon are bright.
The mist is dazzling, the dark ecstasy, the clouds are infinitely blue, and the world is full of spring.
With tempering, let the changes, and look at the clouds and the right way is the New Year.
The red sun shines on the cloudy sky, sprinkled on the world, the clear sky is as bright as a mirror, and the beauty of the thousand autumns is like a fairy.
Everything in the world is light, the blue sea is vertical and horizontal, and the reincarnation is limited and clear in a lifetime.
Knowing that there is more than enough to ask about creation, the right path of thousands of miles of clouds and sky is pure and empty.
It is ordinary, bright as the sun and moonlight, the clouds and the sky are infinite, and there are vicissitudes.
Thousands of miles from the west to the east, cold and warm winds, bright and extinguished heart lights, the world has been open for a hundred years.
Where in the world is not idle, a line is leading, time is infinitely good, and it is difficult to know that there is love in the world.
The autumn water lake reflects the distant mountains, the white gulls practice leisurely, and the sunset in the world is full of clouds.
Dancing and dancing, reflecting the eyes, infinitely good, the beautiful scenery is better than the paradise.
Climb high to catch the clouds and the moon, overlooking the frost in the world, tomorrow is Chongyang, who can practice juvenile madness.
The sky is clear and cloudy in April, and the boy is good when he practices Daming.
The night is calm, the heart is calm, the clouds are thousands of miles away, and it is not in vain to walk around the world.
Lian Da is unswervingly determined in his life, who can ask for a clear mind, and he is proud of a few people in the world.
The line is open, where to find Penglai in the world, knowing that you have to go to the jade platform.
Don't seek fame, the selfless cloud in my heart is by my will, it is grand.
A little green, where is not drifting, knowing that this must be done freely.
Hundreds of flowers open, the clouds are thousands of miles away, and the wind comes into a dream.
A round of bright moon spirit travels thousands of miles, and the clouds are infinitely good, which is magnificent.
Why do you need to ask your name, the natural heart is empty, the clouds are infinitely blue, and it is always love to sprinkle to the world.
The thunderbolt shook the sky, sprinkled with all things fresh in the world, the flowers were bright and spring, and the new chapter of Xi Wen practiced.
Flower explanation, looking for traces, infinite fun, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are a little clear.
The window trains hard, Lu has wins and loses, thousands of mountain roads, and horses step on auspicious clouds for thousands of miles.
Looking at the difficult to find thousands of horses, the five lakes boat, ordinary things, why bother to fight for nine days.
Since ancient times, the hero horse leather shroud has been returned, winning or losing regardless of his past affairs, only laughing about the soldiers.
The opponent won or lost, Chu and Han competed for millions of soldiers, a series of cars and cannons sounded, and the soldiers rushed to the enemy's generals.
Millions of male soldiers died on the battlefield, and a few people knew that it was easy to change the world, and when the horse leather shroud had no regrets.
Take the lead and be majestic, travel thousands of miles to the west and east, winning or losing is a common thing, and the victory or defeat is due to the younger soldiers.
Thousands of miles away, and now the horse does not care about the past, and the soldiers talk about it on paper.
There are wins and losses between talking and laughing, a soldier, and the return of the horse leather shroud, just for the red face to accompany me.
The autumn has not stopped, winning or losing has been a hundred years, pedestrians do not ask about current affairs, Pingchuan grass and trees know.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art