Xie Huaishi
Riding a horse, singing and walking, sword in hand, flying cloud sleeves
Spring breeze from four gentle, group dust break worry, lazy don't some good dog
And the waist wine chip, give you liver and gall, talk about throwing that beam ugly
Name Xiu, another country to travel with
My head is white and frosty. I want to call my old friend
You do not care about the dim day, the flying flowers are full of vitality, and you can expect that there are many things in the world in autumn
Stop cloud, let me hit fou, drink song, don't feel big mourning wine, tears in the throat
How long will the ice and snow last
Brush your clothes and pick up your sword
Laugh at him, old prince
Cold eyes, lips and teeth
Spit him out of trouble
In my life, I prefer the dry field, the water is exhausted, and the stars are everywhere
Naijun's nature also sank, crazy bone big plan, economic fiber split Lingyun building
Hand when equal pay, hot eyes hot heart, a hundred dead and do not look back
Smile to match, Huailiu so face like you?
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