A scholar, Ren Zongheng, lives outside the world, but seeks truth in the world.
Envy the emperor's family, a grain of sand in between, how many things, a few cups of tea outside the world.
Where in the world is not enchanting, down to the nine skies, up to the sky, in the clouds are free to sway.
Leisurely and leisurely, the world is wide, the Mo Dao immortals have nowhere to find, and the beautiful scenery in the world is better than the paradise.
A casual guest, the heart is like a cloud in the nine heavens, and he also admires all earthly things, and does not love the rich and noble body in the world.
The warmth and coldness of the world are always related, only admired, I am a guest in the clouds, how can I walk freely in the water.
Leisurely and interesting, happy and unworldly, not envious of the gods living outside the world, the two blind dates in the world and the sky.
Happy today, Chang'e in heaven and earth has wide sleeves and rabbit dance robes.
Heaven and earth are tied by a thread, lingering together, the queen mother will be free, and the mandarin ducks will be happy at ease.
Dancing freely, drunk and lying by the clouds and water, the Mo Dao immortals have nowhere to find, it is a sunny day.
There is a peach source, free red dust does not count the years, there is nowhere to find, and the world is a sunny day.
The breeze and the bright moon are led by a line in the world, with wide sleeves, and the free jade rabbit accompanies Chanjuan.
Thousands of tears, how many bananas are inexhaustible, and the moon is like frost.
The moon falls and the mountain is lonely, the wind and rain hit the trees, and it is the most sad place to leave people, and there are many tears in a song.
Weathered rain, the full moon is the most sad place, a song of lovesickness and broken intestines.
Sitting alone in the small window, who listens to a song, the moon falls and the frost is all over the ground, and the rain hits the leaves and drifts.
Where does spring go and autumn come from, the words are desolate, and the west wind blows down the stars and the night is not young.
The night is not young, the wind and rain do not understand the lovesickness, and the hope is broken.
The banana night is thick, the lonely lamp is hazy with the moon shadow, and the lovesickness is incomprehensible.
Leaving people's hearts to be sad, tears are in the line, and the most amorous is the moon on the horizon, still shining on the window of the rain that year.
Two broken intestines, tears into a row, the autumn wind blows down the west building at night.
The fairy goes down to the Yao Pond, the rain blows and the wind blows away from the people, and the lovesickness is all in the broken intestines.
The banana night is not young, the flower shadow is on the east wall, and the autumn wind is incomprehensible and wants to break the intestines.
The tears in the voices of the people are hazy at dusk, and the moon moves and the shadow of the flowers and bananas chirp in the middle of the night.
A round of brightness, away from people's dreams, the west wind blows and rains urgently, shining on the window lattice.
The moon is full and shining in the lonely city, and in the middle of the night, it is the most hometown love to leave people in the dream.
It's not too late to blow the wind and rain, there are always times, infinite hatred from people, and lovesickness is all in the broken intestines.
The most is the autumn from the hearts of the people, the tears in the broken intestines are hard to collect, and tonight I see the plantain and refuse to rest.
Blowing off the intestines, tears into rows, Xiaoxiang rain, sycamore moon like frost.
The rain has been in tears since spring, the moon has gone from autumn to the general relationship, and it is the most sad place to leave people, who listens to a song.
In the middle of the night, tears flowed from the voices, and the dream of the moon and the shadow of the flower banana did not come true.
Blowing off the intestines, tears into rows, ruthless is the most Xiaoxiang rain, dripping sycamore moon like frost.
A round of bright moon shines on the vicissitudes of life, where does the rain hit the plantain from people, and the broken intestine is the most fragrant osmanthus.
The mountains are lonely, the wind is clear and the moon is clear, and the water is murmuring, and it is the most heartbroken between the world and the world.
Leaving people, several degrees of lovesickness and frost are all over the ground, and there are thousands of tears.
The dream came true, so I sat up until dawn, and suddenly heard the frogs chirping outside the window.
With the sound of frogs, the sound of cicadas on the willow bank, after the day is bright and quiet, it is difficult to dream at night.
The sound of cicadas intermittently knocks on the moon and gets off the boat, and after the day is bright, the lake is full of lotus.
The lights of the third watch are bright until dawn, the spring breeze is born all night, the frog drums and cicadas urge the dream to wake up, and the magpies on the branches are clear.
The autumn wind sends rain and smoke, the leaves dance in the morning, moisturize things quietly, and the frogs and cicadas sing a thousand times.
The green mountains are quiet, the wild paths are secluded, and after the people disperse, the lovesickness is full of hearts all night.
Until dawn, the frost fell all over the city, the frogs were silent, and the magpies on the branches made sad sounds.
The spring breeze arrives in the south of the Yangtze River overnight, the sun is gone, nourishing all things, and the frogs and butterflies dance in the countryside.
The pond frog drum still hears the sound of the cuckoo, the most is after the dawn and the people are quiet, and the spring breeze fills the capital overnight.
The tactful willow is smoky, the frog drum frequently knocks on the moon and gets off the boat, after the day is bright and quiet, the acacia is full of Jiangnan overnight.
The breeze and drizzle until dawn, dreams come true, frogs frequently knock on the drowsiness, and suddenly hear the sound of falling flowers outside the window.
The spring breeze fills the river city overnight, blowing down the peach blossoms until dawn, Du Yu is sleepless in the sound, listening to the frog drum accompanied by the tide.
The summer days are long, the sound of warblers and swallows stroll in the countryside, and the wind sends the fragrance of rice.
Outside the window, the autumn sound is soft, the pond frog is accompanied by the chirping, the dawn is the reunion day, and the night is lovesick to the fifth watch.
Listen to the rain until dawn, the west wind falls lightly at night, the frog drum beats frequently, and the autumn sound rises under the tree.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art