a cup of tea is sipped lightly, and the flocks are flying, with picturesque eyes, blue and white ink and wash, shallow broken time, the remaining temperature in the fleeting time, the cool breeze pulling the heart, carefree as snow, smiling and respecting the past, drunken laughter and singing, empty shadow of a wine glass, the bright moon going down to the west building, _ drunken maple dyeing ink, that broken fan _ when the tears drop, _ Smiling blurred, I have wine and old friends, ruin me without considering I, the lights are dim, a song leaves the sorrow, laughing at the prosperity of the world, the catkins floating in the north city, hating the beautiful scenery of the day, listening to the wind passing the night, the lingering shadow of the cherry, the wild goose, the moon is full of the west building, the rain falls on the whole city, the summer is not cold, and the moon is long. Hold my hand to capture my half-life madness, rain falling _ city smearing _, magic ink like smoke, _ _ _ rain, shallow lane ink ideas, once the sea was difficult for water, listening to the string breaking, breaking the old dream of 3 thousand, tender lips and teeth, ink dyeing _ city _, world of mortals, dreams broken into nothing, tears falling on the veil of the old city