The sound of hooves, the old felt curtains, the neighing of horses
Step on the iron mud, throw the leisure and sorrow into the winter water
The grass is horizontal, the knife is cold and the flag is decaying
The partridge catches a cold, the branches tremble, and the cashier's gun calls
Changbanpo, a cold moon, diving into the cold ash
Breaking the clouds and stepping on the blood
Listen to Zheng Hong haggard, bear the crime of troubled times
What's the fear of lonely shadow
The dry sand has fallen all over, and the yellow snow has fallen
Two sleeves of courage, soul thunder
Talk about happiness and sorrow with Bai Gu
Drunken hero
A heart piercing ghost
The man who takes life breaks up on the lookout
Things are not people, let alone people
I don't want to go back
Mountain City Road, suddenly cold day, a line of thoughts because of the wind
Dial blood color, see romantic, love into smoke micro???
Unwilling to say, the soul of acacia is broken by the west wind
Thin and bad frost and snow, freezing pipa, soul and dream to meet music and get drunk
Spring and autumn back, willow green, rain tide clothes
Twilight a Jin Hui
Long love is difficult, exile lock Emei
Once upon a time
A thousand li painting, the sound of the horn, the buckle of the door
Warm curtain hanging, lazy cup
Vagrant, melancholy taste
Life goes against heart
A body of courage, towering mountains and rivers
To raise gratitude and resentment is to raise sorrow
Things are not people, let alone people
Why don't you come back?
The dry sand has fallen all over, and the yellow snow has fallen
Two sleeves of courage, soul thunder
On Bai Xi and Kuo
The hero is greedy and drunk
A body of courage, towering mountains and rivers
To raise gratitude and resentment is to raise sorrow
Things are not people, let alone people
I don't want to go back
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