Yang returns to yin, the west wind sends a cold anvil to the evening, leaving people's expectations, and the red leaves are difficult to know the wanderer's heart.
Yellow flowers are inscribed everywhere to send acacia, blowing inexhaustibly, and the autumn sun shines like a fire on the cold branches.
Sending loneliness, Huanghua does not dissociate the wine from people's minds, and burns it at night.
The west wind blows to the evening and the west wind blows the guest placket, the autumn sun shines obliquely on the twilight clouds, the yellow flowers do not dissociate from people's minds, and the red leaves are difficult to know the heart of the wanderer.
The sorrow has passed, and now the autumn wind is not understood, and the red leaves are difficult to know and hurt.
The yellow flowers bloom just right, the red leaves fall all over the mountain, the west wind urges people to grow old late, and the slanting sun shines on the small building.
When the inscription poem red leaves and yellow flowers are lonely, who knows who knows when the autumn sun is late.
The air runs through Changhong, and the wind of the ages is the same as the people.
Tanabata Cow Girl Meeting, and look at the Yinhan Magpie Bridge, since ancient times, there are many amorous species, and the heavens and the earth are different.
The country is red, too hurried, how many things have happened through the ages, and the right way in the world is the vicissitudes of life.
In the spring and autumn, everything is off, and Mo Dao is the first floor of the world.
The two in the sky looked at each other, the eternal romance Chang'e stretched her sleeves, and Mo taught Hou Yi to tears.
Don't ask how many springs and autumns, the rivers float day and night, and where to find the marquis through the ages.
And look at the bright moon and lovesickness, the most bitter thing through the ages is once.
Amorous, the sky is roaming, the red dust has no confidant, and the boat is thousands of miles.
There is this love in the world, lingering in dreams, and looking at the moonlight in the sky tonight.
When you meet, don't ask what year it is, the moon is full, how many things are romantic, and there are two Chanjuan in the world and the sky.
The right way in the world is the Spring and Autumn Period, a generation of romance has been left for eternity, and the red dust is not on Yueyang Tower.
Urging sideburns white, dyeing maple red, multi-talented, and making chemical skills in the world.
The romance and writing are like Chang'an, I don't believe that there are immortals in the world, and Mo Dao scholars are useless, and look at today's reunion.
Where in the world is the wind flowing out of the youth, and look at the red dust and pay the clouds.
I don't know how worried, how many autumns, how many things have happened through the ages, and where to find a marquis in the world.
Let's look at the incense in front of the grave, Mo Bei's tomb has many talents since ancient times, and it is not in vain to go back to the world.
A lake of spring, not stained with any dust in the world, Mo Dao is red and the world is sincere.
There is this pavilion, the romance of the eternal ascending place today, Li Duming.
There are immortals, all the dust is tied by a thread, and there is no reunion through the ages.
Spring is long, and Mo Daose has a lot of things to do in the north, which is a good time.
Since ancient times, where to find a bosom friend, don't be a passionate guest, another spring.
There are several autumns in the sky and on earth, Chang'e is flowing under the moon, and looking at the Guanghan Hall tonight, don't let Wu Gang lean on the building alone.
The vicissitudes of the sea have become mulberry fields, thousands of miles of pride are linked, the east flows to find the old dreams, and the mountains are full of red leaves.
Red leaf poems, galloping eastward, brave back then, the vicissitudes of life are known.
The river is to the east, shining all over the mountains and red, brave in the year, and smiling in the vicissitudes of life.
On the top of the clouds, in a dream, the red is better than the fire, and the spring water of the river will always go east.
The vicissitudes of the sea and the ambition are blowing with the wind, a river of spring water goes to the east, and thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are red and the sun is long.
The soul of the heroes is all over the world, the Great Wall of China is forever eastward, the pride is ode to the ages, and the mulberry field is laughing and talking.
Even if there is pride and self-control, a few people know that it is popular all over the autumn snow, and it turns into poetry to the east wind.
Sangtian Canghai is slanting westward, and the pride pays the waves, and does not flow eastward to find the old dream, and Guanshan is red all over my home.
In autumn, the water flows eastward, and the sea is sad.
The Yangtze River flies thousands of miles to the east, reflecting the cuiwei, since ancient times, there are many ambitions, and the mulberry field is full of sunshine.
Thousands of feet go to the end of the world, a cup of tea in the vicissitudes of the sea, green water, green mountains and red sunshine, east to west.
When will it be off, ambition and pride will pay the water, seek wealth and nobility, and write spring and autumn all over the mountains.
Thousands of mountains are red all over the east, and it is difficult to fill a cup of tea in the sea.
Cast pride, the vicissitudes of the sea, the rivers and mountains are red and the fire is red, and go east.
Looking at the vicissitudes of the sea, the pride runs through Changhong, and runs to the east for three thousand miles, living up to the red mountains and the green water.
A river is clear, the water flows eastward, and it is difficult to fill the uneven sound of the sea.
Pride runs through Changhong, Sangtian is empty, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are red, and hegemony is to the east.
Once the sea was full of pride and ambition, and the river was red to the east to see Shenzhou.
Purple competition is flowing, the river is rising to Top Gun, and there are several autumns.
Pride runs through the sky, the vicissitudes of the sea are smiling, the rivers and mountains are red and the fire is hot, and the east of the river goes to the west.
The sea is difficult to water, can turn into smoke, and flow eastward to find the old dream, and the mountains are red all over the sunny sky.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art