Willing to be strong, reflecting neon, thousands of people enjoy peace.
The four seas are the same as Antai, the people are reunited with thousands of families, and the land of China is boundless.
Thousands of families are dark at night, Kaitai celebrates the New Year, and thousands of immortals in the world are peaceful.
Thousands of households are bright and laughing, and thousands of families are happy.
Endless joy, reunion and joy, thousands of families on Chinese New Year's Eve, five continents are the same.
It has been changed to Qiankun Tai, the night is not young, and the reunion of thousands of households is boundless.
In the sound of firecrackers, thousands of families are prosperous, all industries are prosperous, reunion songs are prosperous, and Shenzhou celebrates the promotion of peace.
The spring breeze blows thousands of households overnight, the world is happy to see a hundred flowers blooming, and thousands of families in Sanyang Qitai are happy.
Le Weiyang, Mu Chunguang, reunion day, people's peace and longevity.
Taidai is majestic and imposing, thousands of lights are brilliant, thousands of households in the world are reunited at night, and China is happy in the prosperous era.
Thousands of lights are lit up, and thousands of families are reunited and celebrated.
Joyful, boundless, three sheep open Thailand to welcome the New Year, and thousands of people are together.
Boundless happiness, thousands of families reunite and thousands of families celebrate together, and the people are safe and the country is brilliant.
Towering in the blue sky, thousands of people are bathed in the spring breeze, and thousands of Chinese families in the world are peaceful.
Warm thousands of homes, Tailai purple gas reunion day, happy flowers.
Mu Chunguang, harmony and happiness, Guotai and the people enjoy auspiciousness.
The joy is boundless, thousands of households are red and thousands of families celebrate together, and Taixi is unprecedented.
Thousands of lights are majestic and cold, and the reunion song is prosperous, happy and peaceful.
The glorious spring is full of thousands of households, the harmonious and prosperous world is endless, the people are healthy, and the people are happy.
After the death of the sorrow, who knows the ten thousand households in the world, where the lights are shining, when the moon sets at the head of Taidai Peak.
The east wind, the snow drifts, the song is prosperous, and a glass of wine is happy.
The house lights are red, the spring breeze is too much, the reunion day, and the heavenly gods are peaceful.
Fireworks celebrate the reunion of thousands of households, the sky is full of joy, the song is prosperous, and thousands of people are chanjuan.
Weiyang Palace rises to the level of the night, a song of neon clothes and concubines, and the Tang Dynasty has been in the atmosphere for thousands of years.
Shengping never sleeps, the moon Chanjuan in Weiyang Palace, Shengde Qianqiu Song, and the music is harmonious and happy.
The country is strong and the people are rich and happy, passed on from generation to generation, the people of Weiyang are not sleepy, and Kyushu sings and dances to celebrate reunion.
In the prosperous era of China, the harmonious society is boundless, the sheng flute rises in the Weiyang Palace, and the singing and dancing are leveled and never sleeps.
The moon is not young, the song and dance are infinitely good tonight, and the world is long.
Qinhuai singing and dancing at night is fragrant, the prosperity is not young, the prosperous world is better than the past, and the sheng flute music plays the phoenix.
Laughter and joy are happy, the feast of joy is coming, the wine is drunk, and the singing and dancing are on the Yaotai.
How heroic, happy and never less sage, the moon in the palace, singing and dancing in the middle of the night.
The day of the Weiyang Palace is about to twilight, and it must be timely, and do not wait for the flowers to bloom in spring.
The years are urging, and the Weiyang Palace is still in full swing today, bringing back a smile.
Xingle Chun listens to the cuckoo deeply, opens the bottle of wine and is drunk and Liuxia, the maid of the Weiyang Palace knows where, and the song and dance tower is my home.
Chrysanthemums are in full bloom, the wine is not sleepy in the wind, and the city is full of singing and dancing to celebrate the level.
The night in the palace is long, the song and dance rise to the moonlight, a song of neon clothes in the world, and the weather enters the poem.
There are people living in the Shengping Palace of singing and dancing, and Chang'an sold divination books at the grand event that year.
The joy must be timely, the palace in the world is lonely in spring, and the sun returns at dusk.
The flowers of the Yuan Day are still in full bloom, the Mid-Autumn Festival is endless this year, the people of Weiyang are drunk, and the city is full of singing and dancing.
High-rise buildings are in the middle of the day, the night is fragrant, the world has its own family happiness, why should the emperor be envied in the prosperous world.
There are many songs and dances, the night is not young, and the Taiping ensemble of the prosperous era is long.
Near the water, the people are sleepless in the hot summer days, and the city is full of enchanting singing and dancing.
The warbler is flying for a long time, enjoying the spring light on the original, and the four seas are rising in the Weiyang Palace.
In the Weiyang Palace, the night is long, and a song of neon clothes fills the court.
Fan singing and dancing, Qionglou night is not young, peace is infinitely good, why not.
The farmhouse is well-off, famous, and the fast horse whips up to the level and is auspicious.
In the distance, the cypress branches are flourishing, the birds are singing, the lights are bright, and the singing and dancing of the world are leveling.
Spring arrives at the farmhouse at night, the city is full of singing and dancing and drunken clothes, and the world is full of Chinese fragrance.
In a dream, drunk spring breeze, no confidant, Qingping in my chest.
After three rounds of drinking, drunkenness, laughter and laughter are endless, a thousand cups of Qingping feast are less, and no one in the world respects the public.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art