Lyrics of Shaogong's Bohu

Bo Hu

——Tang Yin's personal song "Wen Ding Qian Kun"

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"No tombs of Wuling heroes, no flowers, no wine, hoe the fields."

——Whose peach blossoms fall, and whose fan sleeps, and the east wind knows not the cold?

I'm ashamed of the words in the dock, but I'm jealous of the peony

Tea making on the cloud

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Three thousand visitors to Jiangnan Spring Festival Gala

Pen running, chuanyanpu, Hengshan

The second and third poets in the poem

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Floating world Qinghuan finger belly peach blossom

Why don't we have no paper?

Waiting for me to meet the sky

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——Who's the immortal who doesn't think about Zen and forgets to return, still loves flowers and wine?

A green shirt fell in front of him, and the sky was shining behind him

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Danqing tears short crazy song long good send qingluan easy wine back

Wine is tasteless, drunk for thousands of days

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Lu Yan and Bai Shi

Flowing clouds, wandering in the haze, red hands can be linked to the rivers and mountains

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Floating world Qinghuan finger belly peach blossom

Why don't we have a dream?

I'm just waiting for my pen

Merton three light paper collection Xiaohan

Lu Yan and Bai Shi

Flowing clouds, wandering in the haze, red hands can be linked to the rivers and mountains

Jiaoshen Duan wrist clay Hung Fu Guan

Floating world Qinghuan finger belly peach blossom

Why don't we have a dream?

I'm just waiting for my pen