Some words with Chinese flavor

(1) The imperial concubine sighs

Byakki Smoker, smiles with peerless looks

The song under the sword, sighs the loneliness of meeting

The mountains and rivers have changed for thousands of years, and the smoke of the sword is flat

The music of the piano and the instrument is played all over. How many years have I danced and danced for you?

Three thousand people love and hate each other in turn.

on the seventh day of the Seventh-month, in the Palace of Long Life

Who said that sleeping together forever

Flowers bloom and poetry can endow people with

Who knows

The beauty of the imperial concubine who is drunk

Even the immortals admire

Half the mountains and rivers are picked

. This screen is stained with my blood.

At this moment, who will say that you are kind? A white silk has died.

Your dream has woken up. Datang is not a pear garden.

In the old days, mourning in the remnant garden of my country may turn into a butterfly.

It's too true to open an empty coffin.

That ruthless Saburo has not broken his heart.

It's too true to look for fairies on Penglai Mountain. The beacon smoke from the sword

harps and sorrows have been played all over the place, and I have been singing and dancing for you for many years

(2) The Golden House hates

The cold snow outside the window locks a thousand years, so what's the sorrow of leaving this time

The moon shines on the West Building at night, but the figure is as thin as plum blossoms

I owe you a kiss, and you owe me a golden house

This beautiful harem, you. It's hard to call you Liu Che.

Even though an article named "The Long Door Fu" only fulfilled Sima Xiangru.

You see other concubines laughing. It's not like Gillian.

Others call this place a cold palace, but I just feel lonely.

Give me a promise of 1, years, love me 1, times, and there is still no result after being crazy.

If you can hear the peach blossom falling, listen. I am still in your dream

The old love I knew when I was young is hazy. In my dream, I remember that you took my hand and said that you would build me a golden house.

Now many years have passed, but the golden house has been built for others to live in.

I can see the bonus and the flower loss. I can't help but ignore you.

The girl's name is Gillian.

She always smiles at you.

She has always been kind to you.

You never know that

The girl's name is Gillian.

She is naive and hopeless.

She thinks that your arms are

just a person to rely on.

The girl's name is Gillian.

She is getting old < How many jade girls in the Han Palace

even if they win the king's smile, they only hate that the east wind is too fast

The red wall is like the Great Wall, and a few strands of fragrant souls are surrounded

Years are like dirt, and you can see Zhu Chengbi

Even if there is a thousand kilograms of sandstorm on the border, it can blow away this sorrow

The Hu people don't know the rhythm of the pipa, and the wild geese don't understand people's emotions

How many princesses are there? How did it end?

There was a sigh from my hometown. Did my lover

cut it constantly, and the reason was still chaotic?

How could I bear to watch this bright moon again?

When I left Shanhaiguan, I began to leave.

I didn't know that Jiangnan was full of flowers and green willows.

I didn't know that Jiangnan was full of flowers and withered willows. Did my parents ever live happily

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Stay outside the post station every night, the bridge is broken and the pavilion is heartbroken

The spring breeze is mixed with drizzle, and the pear blossoms are fragrant

Yesterday I said goodbye to my old friend, but now new guests come from all directions

This house is gradually desolate, so who is in the clutches of the country?

The south of the Yangtze River only relies on half of it, watching the Riverside Scene at Qingming Festival, confused

Hangzhou West Lake is singing and dancing. Make it a flying general, northwest shooting Sirius

bow is a jade hand, pear blossoms press Haitang; Civil officials and military commanders are not as angry as matchmaker

. They only talk about romantic poems, but dare not make passionate words.

The pen and ink are altered in vain, and thousands of pieces of good paper are wasted.

There are many rounds of bright moon in West Lake. In mid-month, Su E was dressed in military uniform.

I dreamed that the queen wore golden armor, but I couldn't spend a hundred flowers to kill

The corridor carved with beams and painted buildings, and I ..

You are deeply in love on the golden platform, and I will lift the sword for you.

Who became crazy in the court, and the blood of the big fellow was chivalrous and soft-hearted.

He just smiled for the beauty and turned into a vassal, and his hair was red and his temples were frosty.

The beauty of the West Lake was powdered with light makeup, and the clothes in the post station were wet with light rain.

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