The fisherman on the net is proud and calm, and the Xixi is as clear as practice. Sail and sail, ride the wind and waves. The center of the initial wave is connected with a line. See you in the fish. Who dares to swallow first? Brocade scales shining like lightning. The aura should remain unchanged from today to now. Love, hate, love and hatred have all been sent away. Turn around. A bright moon rises in the sky.
Mr. Song's master is an alchemist. Lock the golden gate firmly. Take chestnuts from the fire and don't be idle. Looking at the inside from the heart, the eyebrows are lightning. Wonderful use in mud pills. Thinking is ugly. Ignorance separates Qianshan. Enlightenment is at home. It's hard to be born.
Guan Xiu's view on Huai Su's cursive "Zhangdian" is bumpy, and it has been bumpy to the top of Huai Su. Teachers don't talk about Zen and classics, and their strength is limited to cursive script. Crazy but afraid of being a fairy, God helps others. Stone paintings need to be inked, and bamboo leaves are counted as gold statues. Half-inclined and half-inclined mountains are wet, and drunkenness makes the pen ugly as a tiger. The powder wall screen does not ask the Lord, and it is smeared indiscriminately. Luo Cha and Wu Zixu are sitting on a stone, and Kuai Tong is standing in the opposite direction of Emperor Gaozu. The cat was secretly turned to the front when the deep rock collapsed. Lightning fell from the sky and Cooper was killed by a dragon. It's scary, amazing, amazing. At first glance, after the battlefield war, all the broken guns and arrows were in ruins. Like rotten stones in the mountains, iron and tin hang on the pine branches of ancient diseases. Moon rabbit pen, sweet jujube ink, oblique chisel Phnom Penh filing jade, coral branches grow into bundles. Tianma is arrogant and ugly, east is west, south is north, rising again and again. Suddenly, the Duke of Hubei was drinking in Dan, and the King of Qin was carrying jujube trees on his shoulders. Huai Su division, Huai Su division, if the stars don't come down, it must be the pregnant spirit of He Yue. Gu Yi must sneer at Shao Yi, so as not to be ecstatic. Tiantai lonely mountain thousands of feet, cliff collapse what Zheng Rong. Or subtle, fairy clothes half dismantled gold thread hanging down. Still charming, peach blossom and half red childe drunk. Afraid of mountains grinding sea water for ink, writing the earth with a pen in heaven can be slightly crazy. I often hate not knowing my teacher and sigh when I see this book. Yesterday, Zhang Wei was appointed as Ye Jiliang of China, and several children gave songs for nothing. Those who lack them don't show their power. Stone bridges burn, jade and soil don't erode, and cone painting sand looks like Yin Yinni. The world is fighting for it, knowing that the master is famous in the world, what is the extreme of the sun, the moon and the breeze.