Who has ancient poems and paintings? (Nalan Xingde is best suited for poetry. As for the pictures, parents can upload some for me to screen ~ ~ ~)

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As for poetry-

1. Still water depth, singing; Three lives are sunny and round, one sad and one happy.

There are many things in the world, but you are my favorite.

You can live happily, but you have no regrets when you die.

4. Accumulate eternal love lines and crush deep red acacia.

The river is lonely, the banks are dark green, and you are everywhere.

6. Worrying about the charm of Qingyuan is a distant sadness, such as Wei Yun's lonely moon, which can only be seen from a distance.

7. Lights and stars, sounds and songs are endless.

Dark clouds cover the moon, people can't see anywhere, and they can't tell how lonely they are.

8. All kinds of stories are heartbreaking; When Xiao Shui goes, the moon is like frost.

9. Change your life with my three fireworks.

10. I am young, and I am young.

1 1. Long strip with countless fireworks. You look back with the light.

12. The pavilion is short and the world of mortals is rolling. I sigh Xiao again.

13. Who finally broke the string, the flower fell on his shoulder, and he was in a trance.

14. How many beauties are listless, how many pieces of acacia are broken, and only blood and tears are left.

15. where is the prosperity of the vast land? Leaning against the clouds hides loneliness, even if others laugh at me.

16. Let him know everything and smile for you.

17. Send a song to Jun. Don't invite people to get together at the end of the song.

18. Who scattered the smoke and scattered the vertical and horizontal?

19. listen to the string and break 3 thousand infatuation. Falling flowers, forgetting, once the wind rippled. If the flower is pitiful, it will fall on whose fingertips.

20. There are trees and branches on the mountain. I don't know whether I like you or not.

2 1. Whoever forgets the other party forgets first, and dumping the country is the old country. I refuse to play. Shadows are amazing.

22. There used to be tall buildings that sang at night and had dancing sleeves on them.

23. Stay with you until all the flowers and waves are gone.

24. Once a young woman dies in spring, it is difficult to know whether the flowers have fallen or died.

25. Your sunset, my face, whose one-third year.

26. Who are you, the pen-tip teenager who misses you so much, and turns into a song on the desolate road of the city?

27. Who has a scarlet tear mole in the corner of his eye and completed your prosperous life, and who has been given a rock-breaking empty joy by you?

28. Love songs in the next life, leave the words for you to fill in, depending on who you are or the king above.

29. The dazzling display in the window is the life of the years.

That love song is about romantic love, but it has nothing to do with you and me.

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Nalan Xingde's poems have been sent to the mailbox left by your private letter ~ ~

Please choose the satisfactory answer ~ ~