A rocking chair, a bowl of tea, a knife folding fan turbidity, light, kill the hot summer sun, the display wanton her young, I hide in wisteria porch, looking at the transpiration land, filar silk dust is heat, yes, lonely summer, like this.
Chang says xiafeng naughty chase in YanXia ancient corridor between, or and quietly fell on the ear, secretly clean hair tip, let a rocking chair wave, a swing before after narrowed eyes, tea table of the su dongpo set "was tragic summer blown away, softly whisper: don't listen to wear what YeSheng, YinXiao playing Lin and XuHang.
Who can not gasp in admiration of the abandonment of his bold and unconstrained, who again not obsessed with his QingShenYiNong, who can refuse to him a great poet of the mind, I seem to be drunk, drunk in the mail in bold and unconstrained, expounds outside KuangYuan yu in graceful and restrained in the wind, and the word not to extricate themselves, even if official in the heyday of the government in accordance with the grandiose, goes freely step, Sally and do your content, lonely? The unknowns, unknown... .
A fine sipped tea, turbidity and acid and astringent, but sour se, is cool and refreshing, after you, also is so, the wind with the lintel, the bells tinkling, summer, is so hot, and the sun through? Shade, landed in the handwriting was so gentle, between
19, summer is hot and dry always talking, but is idle lonely, always don't understand why speak thus, just think it's interesting, now on the sunset of rocking chair alone, slowly learnt, idle lonely, not summer, is the person who...
The more and more quick turn hyacinth, do not know, but the between rises suddenly, dust, the cloud in the sky micrometeorology, changing youth like war movies, perhaps, war, is history, the rise of a dynasty, a time of recession, originates from the war, use it but the rich, in his sword wins in the fire, the resulting from the above JinMing wrote their symbols,, so, history, and it is.
JinBing pounce ManJiangGong, a song, inspired many able person, river's lake families, all for ambition hunger meal hu lu meat, bloodlust: and to saving the frontier, in hot water. A campfire, all around eight side arms, to the enemy, flaming fire, who can help this stubborn dynasty, who can in GanZei NingChen in tyrannize, often read in the skyline, it seems, is held in TaPo I lack the hands of the helan mountain YueWuMu the sword hilt, I was in eight hundred, in the autumn-hot points of the surface to point soldier flag.
Who knows, not turn up, until the old rivers and mountains, TianJue toward the history, only 1: to worry FuYaoQin, mate, string broken have less who listen to in a hurry over a treating each other two course of faithful minister part. It rained heavily, also very cool and refreshing, eaves steps were scoured the spotless
Gently knocks, rain, more than a square table, strong play on the ground of the fog would drift into the threshold, the wet, fall in the back, the but again very comfortable, the rain curtain, seems to have a shadow, a song is like concealed: the wind back to small courtyard atrium weeds green. Liu eye spring sequential. Pinglan half day alone speechless. Still ZhuSheng crescent, like the current year.
He, very frustrated it, forty years to come home countries, three miles to rivers and mountains, so XianYuan dream, austral is clear autumn. This, is charming story? And this is the LiHouZhu ChouChang grieved? This is LiHouZhu script, yao, don't understand, don't understand...
The rain, stopped, hot land, also no longer so dry, the young's dust, and the dust settles, already cloud, lazy refused to move a step further, breathing the fresh air, maybe this is history, shook his head gently, and even if the waves are gone all hero, also stayed but how many things, the ancient and modern a byword to pay the scenario
It's clearing up, and the fire XiaYing times the sky, wandering among YuZiTeng gallery, I like the weather like this, in old-style radios, storytellers a beat JingTangMu: the world is such as chess, a move for historic industry......
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