The words you sing, the words you listen to, are true. I am willing to live a clean life for you and spread a good reputation.
I advise you to pay attention. It is not feasible to learn from Xue Mei. It is not good to study agriculture, and it is not good to have a bad reputation.
In the first month, the streets are full of horses and chariots. The front streets are hot and the back alleys are full of people.
Fortunately, when I was seventeen or eighteen, I still kept her room (ah) and married her eyes and shit. I wish I were like Nong.
February, spring grass, green grass, sprouting grass, green grass, snow, notice, throat, spring rain in Yunnan.
Embroidered brocade and embroidered cloth can only meet when I go to Iraq to wait for treatment.
From February to February, I don't want to ask Xue Meilushang's word luck, but ask the ghosts of Shanglin how to meet each other when they die. Ruan Xuemei can't find a dream to think about.
March is Tomb-Sweeping Day. Every household is guarding Xue Mei's tomb at the top of the mountain. There are three sacrifices and three cups of white wine at the tomb table, and a white candle is lit to buy tomb paper to bury the tomb. I hope Shang Lu and I will grow up.
April is the summer solstice, and Niang's "kán" asks Shang Lin how she can be obsessed with ghosts. For the elderly, eating a little wind phlegm and feeling into the spleen, eating būe and taking medicine will all lead to her death.
In May, there were gongs and drums in the river, and there were children and daughters-in-law. When you visit Hong Kong, the husband and wife keep the house and are separated from each other. Hongyan is separated from the west and east, and I am as thin as a farmer.
In June, it has been half a year since Magnolia bloomed, and the south wind blows slightly, and Qing Xiang tastes red. Qiu Chan growled and squeaked and heard the cuckoo's cry. The sad voice evoked pain and sadness, and my heart died, so that I could feed each other freely.
In July, Cowherd and Weaver Girl met each other by the river in early July. Shanglin's early death in her previous life was doomed to be bad, that is, the world was reunited with her, and Xue Mei was ordered to marry Ibrahimovic, unless we met again later.
On August 15th, the Fourth Jun of Daguang Xuemei entered the park, saw the flowers blooming and looked at the moonlight, thinking of you at the end of 16th year. There is nothing wrong with your bed. Xue Meisijun feels sour unless you enter the door.
In September, it was the ninth day that Xue Mei entered the embroidery room. She picked up a needle and thread, embroidered a bunch of peony with double phoenix carvings, and embroidered a lonely goose flying around the horizon, shouting loudly. The same is true of Qin Xuemei, which is really sad.
In October, when the north wind was cold, hiau cage hiau box hiau lifted Shang Lin's gown with sheets and didn't like to watch the sad liver. The year before last, I took a look at the garden. This year, I was released, I was lonely, I lifted my shirt, I changed clothes and burned each other. I'm wearing B3E cold in the underworld.
November is a winter holiday. Every household has festivals, festivals, festivals, festivals, festivals. Qin Xuemei is miserable. The head of the comb is covered with white flowers. She is wearing black socks and white shoes. She wore a purple flower collar and was dressed without makeup.
/kloc-In February, every family knelt at the door and cried loudly. My teenager wants to be in his pocket. He wants to talk to each other. He thinks I will be in the early days.