Chasing Chuke, remembering Qin'e, can you exchange wine money from afar.
Crazy song chasing Li Du, although the guests drink a lot of money, they laugh and see that the sky is false and true.
The swan plays the blue waves, does not buy drunk faces, life is a song in the wind.
There is no wine money, many eyes are wide-eyed, and the world has its own songs to the moon.
Carrying passengers, it is a lotus song, and the clouds fly outside the sky, can you change it?
Fishing songs chase waves, let them be consumed, wine money is difficult to buy, and there is a lot of moonlight on the horizon.
Drunk eyes look at the stars in the sky, the moon is round, how many romantic guests, singing all the prosperous dream people.
Buy Qingshan for wine money, have nothing to do to watch the sky, and the spring breeze is not a light song to the willows.
Thousands of flowers, thousands of willows, flying shadows, wine money floating everywhere.
When the moon is a song and poem, there are 3,000 guests on the railing, and the wine money can make the ghost grind, and the world may as well be seen by people.
Laughing at how many Tiangong can buy, life is originally singing wildly.
Drunk and sleeping, not looking at the sky, vaguely being a guest in a dream, singing a song to the window.
The guest is homesick in a foreign land, singing and dancing outside the sky, not wine money is also like spending.
Drunk autumn wind, guests dream differently in other places, Mo Dao wine money and moonlight.
A round of bright, buy wine money without knowing that you are a guest, and break the sorrowful city.
Exchange wine money, don't see the full moon, live in a different place and sleep together with songs.
The guest is frightened, a song is high and the clouds are light, and it is nostalgic to buy.
A song of Qing Song is always about love in different places, it is difficult to buy lovesick debts, and the stars are horizontal.
Drunk eyes to see the sky is clear, wine money is difficult to buy this heart peace, life is a free guest, and the moon is free to sing.
Where to buy green mountains, drunk eyes look at the sky and smile, I don't know that it is a dream, and I want to break my sorrowful face when I sing wildly.
Welcome distant guests, drunk tourists, flying geese, but there is wine money to buy spring.
Singing Datong, competing heroes, good spring, smiling and watching the sunset on the horizon.
Drunk and looking at the sky and clouds, he is light, romantic, and his dream of prosperity is not true.
At the expense of a thousand daughters, they may not be immortals, how many romantic guests in the world are drunk and singing and laughing at Jiuquan.
Returning regardless of the year, the song is heart-warming, the clouds outside the sky are rolling, and the poetry is exchanged for wine money.
The clear water is leisurely to the east, the sunset is red, the buildings are towering beyond the clouds, and the poor eyes are vast and empty.
A round of red sun hangs in the sky, thousands of miles of rivers and rivers to the east, the poor eyes do not know where to go, and the buildings are towering into the clouds.
Leaning on the clear sky, the poor eyes flow endlessly to the east, and the old mountains are full of red.
Poor eyes are thousands of miles away, into the clouds, a river of spring water to the east, both sides of the red drift with the waves.
If Daishui goes to the east, the peach blossoms are different red when you see them closely, and the people in the smoke and rain are not seen, and the poor eyes return to the Hong.
I don't know in spring, a river flows eastward, the end of the world is far away, and the upper floor is endowed with small poems.
The breeze and the moon are several autumns, and the flow is endless, where to send homesickness.
No one is seen, and the smoke and rain of the building and the spring water go eastward, red like clouds.
Thousands of miles of Yangtze River water to the east, the sunset reflects the red mountains, the towers are towering outside the sky, and the eyes are all over the world.
Write about the wind flow, where is the water to the east, and a bright moon shines on the river building.
The lights are shining at night, the sky and the earth are wide, the river flows endlessly to the east, and the red sun rises in the clouds.
Relying on the railing, the poor eyes are on the building and chanting to the moon, and the river is red to the east.
The flowers and water are to the east, and the small bridge flows faintly in the green hills, in the smoke and rain.
Who reads the small characters, the blue water always flows to the east, where is the end of the world, and the bright moon on the top of the building is empty.
The vast and sorrowful, Yueyang Tower, a river of spring water to the east, both sides of the river fall red and chase the waves.
The rain is rainy, I can't bear to hear it, and I can't bear to see a river and clouds at the end of the world.
The tower looks at the sky, and the spring water goes east by the railing, and the sunset is full of red mountains.
Ascending is not comfortable, the smoke and rain lock flat, and a river of spring water falls red and returns to the old capital.
The river is red in February and autumn, and the yellow crane tower is sent back to the boat with poor eyes.
It's not a little red, the flowing water goes eastward, looking at the poor place from afar, like in a dream.
The front of the building is full of flowers, looking at the end of the world, and the sunset of a river is red like a glow.
Ascend to the top and see the world is wide, the building is empty, the spring water goes to the east, and the peach blossoms on both sides of the strait reflect each other.
The Yangtze River flows eastward, the sunset is full of red, and the distant mountains on the Yellow Crane Tower are full of sorrow.
The most affectionate, accompany me, where to go, send you all the way.
Laughter and joy into a dream, the most amorous is a small pink, the spring breeze and the south bank of the green river, the bright moon and clear light are blended.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art