Love against the sky
Chapter 1 Little Poems of the Literary School
"Song of Sharks in the Vast Sea"
The twilight is desolate, the Wu hook is frosty and snowy, and the picturesque mountains and rivers compete with each other
The sky roars, the blood splashes the beacon smoke, and the great ambitions are in the middle of a joke
Thousands of miles of wind and sand in the Yellow River with nine bends, gold and iron horses go on the journey
The wind and cloud of my generation are all over the world, pouring out a song of thousands of mountains and rivers
The fingertips are obsessively entangled, the world of mortals is turned upside down, whoever leans on the railing will bend his waist
Light solution of plain onyx, vast sea and clouds, fall into the moon and silk sleep to send carefree
The sound of the flute falls silently, the geese live in the sky, but the strings of the zither are broken and the floating life
Who wakes up, the turbulent world is noisy, it is hard to find in a thousand searches, the enchanting beauty with sleeves dyed with dust and fragrance
Who cooks wine, drunk and laughing all his life, hard to sell a thousand cups, embraced by the waves for years
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The twilight is desolate, the Wu hook is frosty and snowy, and the picturesque mountains and rivers compete with each other
The sky roars, the blood splashes the beacon smoke, and the great ambitions are in the middle of a joke
Thousands of miles of wind and sand in the Yellow River with nine bends, gold and iron horses go on the journey
The wind and cloud of my generation are all over the world, pouring out a song of thousands of mountains and rivers
The fingertips are obsessively entangled, the world of mortals is turned upside down, whoever leans on the railing will bend his waist
Light solution of plain onyx, vast sea and clouds, fall into the moon and silk sleep to send carefree
The sound of the flute falls silently, the geese live in the sky, but the strings of the zither are broken and the floating life
Who wakes up, the turbulent world is noisy, it is hard to find in a thousand searches, the enchanting beauty with sleeves dyed with dust and fragrance
Who cooks wine, drunk and laughing all his life, hard to sell a thousand cups, embraced by the waves for years
-17
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