The pine wind and bamboo shadow forest are accompanied by the sunset, and the wild chrysanthemums behind the high ridge are light in the clouds.
The sound is in the ears, the dream is haunting, the clouds are open and the fog is clear, and the rivers and mountains are spring.
The clouds are light and the wind is light and the day is new, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the paths are secluded, and the faint forest Tao listens to the wonderful sound.
Leave the shadow of the crane, Lin Taoqin rhymes the soul of poetry, and the clouds open and the fog disperses the lake and intoxicates the hearts of guests.
At a glance, the pine wind and bamboo rhyme fog disperse and the clear side is good, reflecting the blue sky.
Three thousand miles, 100,000 families in front of the mountain, the most is the pine wind to play the pipa.
Into the dream soul, a leaf of the light boat faintly spreads the sounds of the sky, and the moon marks are rare.
The pine and bamboo shadows linger for a long time, the fog is clear, and it is good to be cut.
The wind sends Lin Tao to ring in his ears, the pine sound and birds accompany people to sleep, the clouds cover the fog and there is no way out, and the water and mountains are heavy.
The geese pass between the lines, the green peaks outside the mountain are closed, the pine wind blows and does not disperse, and Lin Tao faintly raises sand gulls.
The water is silvery, the scenery is new, the sound is pleasant, and the pine path is clean and dust-free.
Three thousand years old, the waves are thousands of miles away, the heart is far away, and the mountains and rivers are beautiful in front of you.
Lin Tao faintly sounds of birds, the moonlight is new, the clouds go out, and the mountain flowers are drunk with Wuling people.
The water reflects the mountain in front of the upstairs on the bank of the Xiujiang River, the pine and green maple are red and the autumn color is beautiful, and the forest Tao rolls and the birds are happy.
The lake light reflects the green and faint, the sky is high and the clouds are faint and the geese fly south, the faint sound is far away, and the pine rhyme is vaguely dreaming.
The pines and cypresses in the wind are still green, they are exceptionally clear, the clouds are high and the heart is far away, and the mountains and rivers are always bright.
Listen to Lin Taosheng Yixing, watch the pine shadow move the feelings, the clouds are deep and do not realize that the sky is about to be late, and the moon sets to know that the mountains want to be bright.
The moon wanders, the chrysanthemum mountain under the fence is high and there are few people, and there is a dark fragrance.
The chrysanthemums under the fence are extraordinarily delicate, depressed, and the autumn light is not old with the spring, only for the self-exaltation of the world.
The sky is high and the goose is far away, the autumn dew is heavy and the grass is depressed, the golden wind is refreshing, and the chrysanthemums are extraordinarily delicate.
The grass and trees are withered, the mountains and rivers are far away, the heroic spirit, and the chrysanthemums everywhere are extraordinarily delicate.
One night, the west wind bloomed all over the mountains, the geese flew in the south, and the plants and trees withered in autumn and winter.
Welcoming distant guests, the sky is full of frost and autumn light, and the drunkenness is strong.
The high gorge and the flat lake reflect the colorful glow, the autumn light is beautiful and the spring blossom is beautiful, the water and the sky are fresh and fresh, and the chrysanthemums are surging with thousands of waves.
It is verdant, the clouds are light, the sky is high, the wind is clear, and the people are drunk, and the chrysanthemums bloom in the east of the small building.
The sky is clear and cool, the chrysanthemums bloom full of fragrance, the high wind and bright festival people praise, and the autumn is fruitful.
The golden wind sends a cool day, and the autumn light of Mo Dao has a long flowing water.
The waves are high, and the autumn light is cloudless, and there are 3,000 miles of dreams and 100,000 dreams.
The scenery of the south of the Yangtze River is gorgeous, the sky is high and the clouds are light, the geese are slanted, and the jade dew is fragrant and moistens the chrysanthemums.
The chrysanthemums bloom lonely, the air is depressed, and the southern flying geese are not seen in autumn, only the cold cicadas are singing and the trees are high.
The moon is like a hook, a good autumn, refreshing and fragrant in the small building.
In autumn, the grass and trees are withered, the mountains and rivers are far away, and the blood is heroic, and the chrysanthemums are extraordinarily delicate.
Send a refreshing air like a rainbow, the fragrance of chrysanthemums is strong, and Mo Dao is infinitely high in my heart.
Chrysanthemums bloom in different spirits, and Mo Dao's autumn light is faint.
The sun is dark, the leaves are full of falling, and the heroic spirit is not reduced, and it is spring again.
The sky is clear and the sun is oblique, whose house is it, the mountain is high and the road is far away from the autumn light as a colorful glow.
In September, the Chongyang Festival appreciates the chrysanthemums, the air is clear, the charming people are intoxicated, and the wine sings the sunset.
The night is quieter and the moonlight is high, and the autumn insects listen to the pine waves, and the fragrance of chrysanthemums floats in the air.
The autumn light is good, the interest is high, the people are drunk, and the bushes are enchanting.
The head of Wanyu Mountain is covered with ice, the Yaotai fairy goes down to heaven, and the song and dance are musical, turning into a golden wind to send me off.
Yaotai Fairy Bingxin sent Jade Mountain, and Mo Daojin Feng turned into tears.
Tao Lingjiu, Shen Langqian, where are the people in Yushan, there are twelve immortals in Yaotai.
The golden wind sends cool and sunny days, the clear water and clear lotus jade mountains are surrounded by clouds and mist, and the Yaotai fairy goes down to the mortal world.
In the ancient dojo, the Yaotai Qiongshu is lush and vast, and the song is a golden plate of cinnamon incense.
Down to the dust, the water jade mountain flowers are fragrant to welcome distant guests, drunk tourists.
Shuangjian is blue, deep lock Wansong gold, Yushan is Yaotai dream.
Changle Lu, the new rise of the galaxy is a fairy couple, and there are many beggars in Taiwan.
Thousands of miles of Yangtze River fairies go down to the mortal world, a song outside the clouds, and send guests back.
Fairy Lingbo goes down to Yaotai, who is the jade mountain dumped for, the golden wind sends a refreshing fragrance and full of sleeves, and the blue water is full of clear rhyme.
The blue water reflects the red plum, the gold powder beauty smiles, the spring color of Yushan is good, and I don't know that the fairy goes down to Yaotai.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art