Give me a famous Han Fu.

Changmen endowed Chen Dixiao with envy. Don't be sad at Nagato Palace. According to legend, people in Shujun, Chengdu, wrote to the world, offering 100 Jin of gold as their relatives, and taking wine to relieve their worries. On the other hand, fortunately, Queen Chen has recovered.

If you are a beautiful woman, you will feel at ease. The soul is excessively lost, but not rebellious, haggard and living alone. They say I come and go, eat happily and forget people. Be proud of your heart moving without worrying, and be proud of your blind date.

Yi is dull and stupid, and he is chaste in his heart. I am willing to ask questions and make progress, and I will get the jade sound of Zunjun. I hope my empty words are sincere. I will leave the palace in the south of the city. Repair thin tools and set yourself up, but you refuse to be lucky. The program dives alone and specializes in it, and the sky is blowing with the wind. When I arrived in Lantai, from a distance, the gods were embarrassed and lewd. The clouds are gloomy and crowded, and the sky is overcast. Thunder sounds like your car. Float back to the boudoir and lift the curtains. Sweet-scented osmanthus trees compete, and the fragrance disappears. Peacocks gather and coexist, and mysterious apes scream and sing. Emerald comes with wings, and husband and wife are fragrant.

When the heart is uncomfortable, evil spirits attack. Go to Lantai and take your time in the palace. The main hall is gloomy and full of worship. By the east wing, the husband is decadent. Squeeze the jade gate and shake the gold shop, which sounds like a silver bell.

Carving Mulan is sad, decorating apricot is beam. Luo's tree trip is like a tree, leaving the building and supporting each other. Shi Gui's wood is clumsy and the committee is uneven. It seems that things have changed, like stones. The five colors are dazzling and shine against each other. Right or wrong stone, just like tortoise shell. Qi's curtain is hanging, and Chu's connection is also hanging.

Stroking the lintel calmly, you can see the center of the platform. The crane whines and feels lonely. At dusk, I look forward to it, and I feel lonely in the empty hall. Hang the bright moon and look at yourself, and stay in the bridal chamber for the night. Ya Qin's aid to tone sandhi can't last long. The case turned to Xi, and the voice revived. Throughout history, it is generous and proud. Weeping around, tears flowing. Relax and increase, stumble and hesitate. Look at yourself and count your past sorrows. I had no face to show it, so I thought about it and went to bed. If you think you are a pillow, Xi Spring is blue and fragrant.

Suddenly falling asleep and dreaming, the spirit is like a gentleman. If you feel it without seeing it, your soul will die. When a chicken crows, it worries about the moon. The audience is among the stars, and the blue clouds come from the East. Looking into the atrium, it looks like autumn frost in four seasons. At night, when I am old, I can't suppress it any more. Wait until dawn, and your eyesight will be restored. My wife feels sorry for herself secretly, but she dare not forget her age.

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Where is the beauty? Take a gentle step. The fragrant soul is drifting away, no longer gathering, haggard and lonely.

I promised to visit me often, but I forgot my old friends because of my new love. From then on, I never saw you again and fell in love with other beautiful women.

What I did was stupid, just to please Mr. Lang. I hope I have a chance to cry, and I hope Teacher Lang will give me an answer.

I'm looking forward to knowing whether it's empty talk or willing to believe it's true.

Make the bed every day, but Lang Jun refuses to be lucky. The corridor is lonely and calm, with cold air and cold morning.

I boarded Lantai and looked at Mr. Lang, in a trance like a dream.

Clouds poured in from all directions, and the sky suddenly changed, and it suddenly turned cloudy. A series of heavy thunder, like Lang Jun's motorcade.

The wind rustled and blew the bed curtain. The Woods shook and there was a smell.

Peacocks came to Korea one after another, and apes roared and moaned.

Jade wings are connected, and the phoenix flies into the forest from north to south.

Don't be sentimental, you can't be calm, you have a heavy backlog. Lantai is even more empty, wandering around the palace until dusk.

The magnificent palace is like God's masterpiece, towering beside heaven.

According to the East Chamber, I am doubly disappointed and sad about this bustling world of mortals.

Doors carved with jade and palaces decorated with gold echoed like bells. Wooden rafts carved with Mulan and beams decorated with satellites.

Luxurious relief, dense and gorgeous. The arch is gorgeous and uneven, longing for heaven.

Vaguely and vividly gathered together, as if they were all revealing fragrance.

Colorful, dazzling, brilliant and strange light. Tiles carved from precious stones are as soft as the coat of arms on the back of tortoise shells.

The curtain on the bed is always open, and the jade belt has been hooked to both sides.

Touching Yuzhu affectionately, Qutai is next to Weiyang (Qutai, named Weiyang Palace).

White cranes wail, and loneliness is trapped in withered poplar.

It's another long night of despair, and all kinds of sorrow are lost. Only the bright moon in the sky shines on me, pressing the bridal chamber in the clear night.

Embrace the lyre and want to play other songs. This grief will last forever.

The piano changed its tune and gradually flew from sadness. It contains love and loyalty, and it is generous and noble.

The maid-in-waiting listened to the tears, and the tears were woven into a desolation.

With grief and sigh, I have got up and hesitated again.

Raise your sleeves to cover your tears and regret your arrogance.

I didn't see anyone again and went to bed.

A pillow made of vanilla, vaguely lying next to Mr. Lang.

I woke up all my fantasies at once and my soul was scared to death.

The chicken has crowed, and it's still midnight, struggling to stand alone in the moonlight.

Look at the dense stars in the sky. Bi Maoxing has moved to the east.

The moonlight in the courtyard is like water, like late autumn frost.

The night is like a year, gloomy and sad.

I can't sleep until dawn, and it's so long after dawn.

Only self-pity and sentimentality, year after year, never forget.