Douluo: The Lower Realm of the Children of the King of God and the Lord God

Chapter 75 Rui Long Yin

On Zhangtai Road, you can also see faded plum blossoms and peach trees in bloom.In every stranger's house, swallows settle in their nests and return to their old places.An Ning stood there for 7.Because of my infatuation, I took a first look at the door.In the morning, the palace is yellow, and the wind reflects the sleeves, full of laughter.Liu Lang came back from the previous visit and visited his neighbors, singing and dancing at the same time.Only Qiuniang from her old family has the same reputation as before.Reciting notes and writing, I still remember Yantai sentences.Who do you know to accompany me, drinking in the dew of a famous garden, strolling in the east city?Let's go with Gu Hong.Exploring the spring is full of hurt and separation.The official willow is low and golden.Returning home late, the rain falls on the slender pond.The heart-broken courtyard is covered with wind and catkins.

Junior Tour

The sword is like water, Wu Yan beats the snow, and his delicate hands break new oranges.The brocades are beginning to warm up, and the smoke from the beasts is constantly rising. They sit opposite each other and tune the sheng.Ask in a low voice: Who are you going to spend the night with?It's been three o'clock in the city.The horses are slippery and the frost is thick, so it is better to leave. There are only a few people traveling.

Locked windows and cold

Willows crow in the dark, standing in single clothes, with small curtains and red doors.Half an acre of tung flowers, a quiet courtyard filled with sorrow and rain.The steps are empty, and the night is still late. My old friend cuts the candle and speaks through the west window.It's like staying in the dark on the Chu River, with scattered wind lanterns and young people traveling alone.twilight.A place for leisure and entertainment, the main store is smoke-free, and the city is forbidden to smoke.The flag pavilion calls for wine and pays it to Gaoyang's couple.Thinking about Dongyuan, peaches and plums spring from spring, are the beautiful little lips and dimples there now?When you return home, there will definitely be some disabled heroes who will treat guests and treat you with respect.

Romance

A small fresh green pond, with wind curtains moving and broken shadows dancing in the setting sun.The golden house comes and goes, and the swallows nest in the old days; the native flowers are lingering, and the berry wall is in front of me.Embroidered pavilion with phoenix; how deep is the curtain?Listen carefully.I wanted to say it but stopped. I was worried that my good-looking girl would choke before singing.I know from afar that I have new makeup and opened a Zhu household. I should wait for myself in the west chamber of the moon.The most painful dream is that I won’t be able to go to Yizhou tonight.When asked, what time did he say that he had agreed with him? When the good news was secret, he sent it to Qin Jing and secretly exchanged it for Han Xiang?Heaven will teach people, so why not meet each other in an instant.

The garden is full of fragrance in summer and the works of Wuxiang Mountain in Lishui

The wind blows the old orioles and their young, the rain fertilizes the plums, and the afternoon shadow makes the trees clear and round.The land is low and the mountains are close, and the clothes are moist and the furnace smoke is wasted.People are quiet, enjoying themselves, and outside the small bridge, fresh green is splashing.After leaning on the railing for a long time, the yellow reeds and bitter bamboos appeared, which made me suspicious of the boats in Jiujiang.Every year, like a social swallow, drifting across the vast sea, they come to send messages for repairing rafters.Don't think about things outside yourself, and stay close to your face.The tired guest from the south of the Yangtze River cannot bear to listen and is in a hurry to control the strings.By the side of the singing banquet, I would first place a quilt pillow to allow me to sleep when I am drunk.

Passing the Qin Tower

The water bath clears the toads, the leaves are noisy and cool, and the sound of horses in the alleys begins to stop.Leisurely leaning on the exposed well, laughing at the flowing fireflies, causing the painting to be lightly fanned.People sit in silence for a long time at night, worried and unable to return to sleep, and stand still to watch the arrows.I lament that in a blink of an eye, people are now thousands of miles away, and dreams are deep and books are far away.Kong Jian said, the temples are timidly combed, the golden mirror is sold, and it is gradually lazy and evenly dyed in time, the plum wind ripples on the ground, the rainbow rain and moss grow, and a dance turns red.Who believes that boredom is the only reason why she is reduced to Jiang Yan and her love is hurt for Xun Qian.But under the shadow of Minghe, there are still a few stars.

The posthumous work of Six Ugly Roses

I'm tasting wine in single clothes, feeling disappointed and wasting my time among guests.May spring stay for a while and return like a passing wing, disappearing without a trace.Why are the flowers there?There was a storm at night, and the palace of Chu was buried in ruins.Where the hairpin fell, it left behind a fragrant scent.Dot the peach leaves randomly, turn over the willow road lightly.Who do you care about passionately?But bees and butterflies often knock on the window.The east garden is silent and gradually becomes dark and green.Quietly walking around the bottom of the treasure bush, I sigh.Because of its long length, it annoys travelers, just like holding a piece of clothing while waiting for words.The disabled young man has a strong hairpin and a scarf.In the end, it doesn't look like a hairpin with its head trembling and tilting towards people.Don't take advantage of the tide when drifting.How can you tell that there is still the word "Acacia" in the red color of fear?

Night flying magpie

The river bridge is a place where people are sent away. How can it be so cold at night?The slanting moon is far away and its afterglow is falling.The copper plate candle has shed all its tears, and the cool dew stains my clothes.When the prime ministers parted ways, they gathered in front of the wind to explore the wind and drums, and the flags were gathered from the branches of trees.Hua Cong knows what he means, even if he whips up his whip, he will be late on his own.After a long journey back to Qingye, people's words are gradually unknown, and I return empty-handed and sad.Why do you want to pass through the place before you again? The mother-of-pearl is missing and the sloping paths are all lost.Rabbits, sunflowers and oats, facing the setting sun, their shadows are in line with people.But I wandered around the grass, sipped wine, and looked to the west.

(End of this chapter)