Before the Ming Dynasty gathered and cheered, the wine was exchanged for three rounds and the joy was boundless.
Drunk thousands of times, a glass of tears, full of laughter, where to find Fangfei in the Ming Dynasty.
In the month, Chang'e had hatred, Wu Gang had more than a thousand cups of cinnamon wine, and he was drunk and dreamed of lying in the Toad Palace.
Drunk and unable to return, Chang'e was lonely and crying, and the Jade Rabbit of Toad Palace was looking forward to returning early.
Outside the patrol, the heart followed the jade rabbit to repent of stealing the elixir and raised the cup together.
Lonely open, the moon went down to Yaotai, and Chang'e should regret that Wu Gang sent wine.
When he came down, Wu Gang took out the wine and was not drunk, when will the palace return.
If you want to dance with Wu Gang, you don't want to go back, no one asks about loneliness, and you fly with laughter.
The Jade Rabbit Golden Crow patrols the universe, the fairy of the Toad Palace descends to the earth, Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir, and Wu Gang does not see the Guiren.
Toad Palace Benyue Palace, Jun Xun Yinhan crossed the galaxy, and repented of stealing the elixir, which was not as good as Wu Gang's Guige.
Benyue Palace, osmanthus fragrance, a thousand cups less, drunk and lying in the palace of a dream.
Just cut down the laurel tree, the rabbit went down to the mortal world, no one asked, and Hou Yi patrolled the sky and stayed awake at night.
The golden dragon danced to patrol the sky, joyful, with wide sleeves, and Wu Gang held a wine to toast the elixir.
Looking at the jade rabbit dancing in the Toad Palace from afar, Chang'e should repent of stealing the elixir and not holding the cup with Wu Gang.
The dancing moon is hazy, and I want to have a wine cup with Wu Gang, where to go to survey the sky, and ask Toad Palace under the osmanthus tree.
I want to hold a cup with Wu Gang, dance in the sky, win the music of the world, and survey the sky with the arrow.
The three rounds of wine were in tears, looking at the Toad Palace from afar, and wanted to ask where Chang'e was going, Wu Gang took out the osmanthus wave.
Under the sky, the jade rabbit tour Chang'e Shu sleeve dance, out of osmanthus red.
Chang'e Jade Rabbit went down to the mortal world, drunk and cold, today Shenzhou patrols the universe, and the Toad Palace folds the moon immortals.
Holding out the osmanthus wine, Chang'e stretches her sleeves and dances, the jade rabbit in the toad palace is lovesick and tearful, and the moon in the world is rounder.
The Cowherd will be, the Jade Rabbit Toad Palace Weaver Girl is worried, Shu Guang sleeves, Wu Gang holds wine and goes to Qionglou.
The fairy of the toad palace surveyed the sky and stayed awake at night, where to go, Wu Gang took out the osmanthus spring.
Dancing and dancing, what if you want to cruise thousands of miles with Wu Gang and the moon.
Surveying the sky and the moon on Yaotai, the Jade Rabbit Toad Palace was opened, and if he wanted to ask where Chang'e was going, Wu Gang held wine and waited for the king to come.
Dancing and swaying, the Jade Rabbit surveys the sky and Chang'e Shu wide sleeves, and Wu Gang holds out the osmanthus wave.
Chang'e ran to Guanghan, Wu Gang held out the osmanthus bed, the three rounds of wine were less than a thousand cups, and the toad palace saw it in a dream.
Wake up and dream to look at the full moon from the west window, and I don't know that tonight is a wisp of drunken redness.
The candle talk is staggering, the dreams are vague and the stories are many, and the drunken guests wake up and never disappear.
Before it was dusk, I vaguely saw tears in the drunk, I didn't know if I was a guest, and the window still called the old people.
Drunk guests often take pictures, unstained with dust, dreaming that I don't know that I am me, pushing the window and seeing the spring of the garden.
Wake up from a deep dream, shine alone, lovesick and tearful.
Knocking on the window into the loneliness, a curtain of dreams still feels drunk with the fragrance of flowers, and it is suspected that the spring snow has not disappeared.
The sleepless wine has not disappeared, and he is drunk and free, and suddenly he pushes the willow tips on the window.
The breeze is drunk and there is no tea in the cup, and I don't know that I still see the sky full of sunshine in a deep dream.
In a deep dream, in front of the breeze window, the old heart dies first, and everything is idle.
I couldn't bear to listen to it when I knocked on the window, and when I woke up, I still didn't know Qing at the beginning.
There were no flowers in front of the court, the wine was easy to wake up, and I didn't know that I was a guest, and I still called Liu Ling through the window.
Under the moon, the person who drinks alone is drunk, and the tears before the flower are not spoken, and tonight I am dreaming and pushing the window to look at Kyushu.
Old friends come, snowflakes bloom, people grow old first, and new poems are finely cut.
Sleep up the west window day has been oblique, several times to the end of the world, the spring breeze blows the tourists drunk, not feeling the front of the court full of falling flowers.
I didn't want to be drunk with the east wind with elegance and elegance, and I dreamed of the moonlight in the west window a few times.
The interest is high, the temples wither first, a curtain of dreams goes with the wind, and the bright moon shines on the window.
The dream is vague to the fifth watch, pushing the window into the person who has not sung first, drunk and hazy, and the footsteps are light.
At that time, it was too late to wake up from a deep dream, and I didn't know if I had not changed my sideburns when I was drunk.
It's been a year, and I don't know if I'm a guest when I put the wine in the wind, and the moon is full.
People get drunk first, whisper sentences before they work, and they don't know that they see the sun rising in the east.
The world is new, and when you push the window, you can see that the flowers are the first to come, and the head is full of people.
The night rain knocked on the window and dreamed of Jiangnan, the people who brushed the face were drunk first, and the swallow was not returned.
The send-off guests are attentive, leaving people drunk and unrestful, a few times of heavy dreams are vague, and after waking up, the window is full of moon.
The deciduous people get drunk first, the night rain knocks on the door and the guest does not sleep, I don't know that I am the person, and I push the window and see the moon is full.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art