A few memories, the country’s perch, frost before and after the goose.
Looking up to China, the mountain huao, remote incense.
There are so many green flies in the State of Chu that Liancheng Baibi was destroyed.
On the west side of the base, the humanity is Zhoulang Chibi of the Three Kingdoms.
Chicken crows, purple moors, cold dawn, Yingzi Huangzhou spring appendix.
Don’t depend on your country, marry a lover.
White-haired scholar Shenzhou tears, desolate, not to Niushan drop.
Autumn sent Xinhong mourning to break the country, and day by day hungry tigers gnawed the forest.
When you travel in your native country, you should laugh at me for being sentimental and have beautiful hair as early as possible.
Where in this world no one lives, only fear that it will be difficult to reward the hearts of heroes.
Clouds differ from country to country, teach children and cover the cup.
Steaming clouds and dreams; shaking Yueyang City.
Better be a centurion than a scholar.
Counselors in the courtyard, officers and men at the edge of the courtyard.
The man has Shenzhou in the northwest. He can’t shed tears by the West Bridge.
Sorrowful and lonely roar, green mountains, old country, trees and moss.
See the minister’s day when danger arises, and be loyal to the chaos.
As soon as Hu Dun entered Hanguan, 10 years of Iro had a long way to go.
The old country is sad, the new pavilion tear eyes, more wine Xiaoyu.
Shuonan Yange, the river right temporarily rising.
ZTE’s generals who fell to the enemy, advocated reconciliation with their treacherous ministers.
The small building was windy last night, so the country could not look back on the moon.
Poor and indeterminate riverside bones are still people in the spring boudoir dream.
The country is like dust, the people are like dreams, and they are lazy to climb the heights.
When did the Six Armies come to inquire the messenger with tears and silence?
Jingshan long cry bloody people, loyal ministers die for shaving feet ghost.
In life, there is a plan to live the country, and there are many different ways to go to Jiujing.
Flying Swallow Queen dances lightly, Madame Purple Palace’s death song.
But all living creatures are satisfied, and they will not hesitate to leave the sick minister, Cangyang.
Dream of Phoenix Platform, around Shanwei’s native country.
Every blade and every blade of ordinary business has lost its reputation for fifteen years.
A woman is not a hero, but she sings on the wall of Longquan at night.
There is no way to repay the country. There is a blank end.
Only loyalty can serve the country, and there is no paradise for home.
Nobel ministers sneak in with the old, and the belly-drumming song can be sealed under the sun.
There is no room for self-complaint, but there is a way to vomit when the time comes.
Hanchen used to be a prisoner in the nineteenth autumn.
The Emperor of Heaven gave Hou Yin to Linxuan, and the General wore the Palace of Light.
In order to ask where the flowers are, the Chu Palace is buried in storms at night.
Zhuge’s name hangs over the universe, and the remains of his ministers are purged.
There are no five Mu fields in Guilaoning. The original intention of reading is Yuan Yuan.
Pedestrians do not ask what happened in the past, so the Weihe River flows to the east of the country.
Huangsha hundred battles wear gold armor, not broken Loulan will not return.
Buried in the song of Qiantang, it was the imperial capital.
Shang recalled the many pleasures of the previous dynasty, and the Emperor Xiao opened the two palaces.
In the palace, the kata drum urges the flower willow and the jade slave string the flower slave hand.
Shanwei is surrounded by his native country, and the tide hits the empty city and returns lonely.
Worry before the world, joy after the world.