Illumination table
A more child, the moon shadow to take a picture of the flower platform, Qiu Xiang sister set a plan, she said the evening Evening Gong Er come yo, peony that pavilion before we love Oh, I hope that Luan Feng early with harmony.
The left does not come, and the right does not come. Tang Bohu couldn't stop dripping good hurt at Mingyue, beauty that, Qiu Xiang, blah, hooked the soul of the female skirt Hey.
Two more more children, before the moon shadow shines on the flowers, Hua Xiangfu is trapped in more love drops Tang Xieyuan ah, obsessive heart drops talent I am flowing drop Han Na, I prayed for thousands of years before the Buddha.
I didn't see the female heavenly immortal, and I didn't see the daughter Chanjuan. Tang Bohu looked at the heavens, which cared about the cold night wind, beauty, qiuxiang, whistling, the female chanjuan who hooked the soul.
Big truth
Speaking of heavenly relatives, heaven is not a pro. The sky has the sun, the moon and the stars. The sun and moon shuttle to urge people to grow old, taking away how many drops of people in the world.
Speaking of earth relatives, the land is not considered a kiss. The earth is like gold. How many years have you been fighting for fame and profit, look at the new grave and look at the old grave.
To say pro, the audience pro. The audience actors, heart to heart. I remember the old saying in the early years that no gentleman does not raise artists.
Yesterday, the wind and snow came to Saibei. Today, in the lower Jiangnan, peach and apricot compete for spring. I advise you, wine-colored wealth and wealth, and that eating, drinking, and gambling should not be stained. There is nothing to do with this Deyun Society, listen to the two cross-talk and scatter your mind.
Holding your fist and bowing your hands to honor the throne, may you all, recruit wealth into treasure, and enter the gold every day.
Explore the Clearwater River
The peach leaves are pointed, and the willow leaves cover the sky. This Ming Gong in his place, listen carefully to me. This matter is in the West Beijing Blue Indigo Factory, the Blue Indigo Factory Firearms Battalion, there is a Song Lao Sanya.
Mention the three old men of Nasong, and the two mouths sell big cigarettes. There are no children in a lifetime, and the daughter born to her is Chan Juanna. Little chick, sixteen years older, took a milk name, lotus flower swastika called big lotus.
The girl's name is Da Lian, handsome and good-looking. It is like no one picks flowers, and no one plays the broken strings of the lute. Slaves are like mink cicadas, Si Lü bu. It's like Yan Po Pity, sitting on the building and thinking about Zhang Sanya.
The sun goes down and the autumn bugs are noisy. The sixth brother, who had been thinking about it day and night, came to my door. After making an appointment to meet tonight, Da Lian replied shyly, bowing his head and saying nothing.
A more drum day, the girl she burst into tears. Thinking of the second father, I love to smoke that opium cigarette. Delayed the little slave I drop marriage, if youth is in the past, where you look for teenagers.
The second drum was sent, and the little six climbed the wall. Alarmed the upper house, the daughter of the heartless petite baby. Hurriedly opened the door and pulled a hand into my beloved little wrongdoer.
Three more drums are connected, and the moon shines in the sky. A pair of amorous people, sitting and talking. Mandarin ducks playing in the water, I said what I said in my heart. A hand hugged, wrongdoer I dripped my heart and liver.
Five more days of great light, Daddy he knows the delicate feelings. This shameless, hey, ruined my court. Today, I must beat you, the leather whip is dipped in cold water, I am determined to beat you without mercy.
Da Lian was speechless and was forced to jump into the river. Alarmed the sixth brother, come to explore the Qingshui River. Dear relatives, you died for me, Sister Da Lian, go slowly, wait for the sixth brother.
Autumn rains poured down continuously, and frost fell on the clear water river. A good pair of amorous people, both jumped into the river. The obsessive woman's flowing man made up a small song to explore the Qingshui River.
Made into a small song, to explore the Clearwater River uh,uh~
![Singing "Painting Fan" has repeatedly flipped over, and the difficulty of the little song is too high? Or are the apprentices not skilled? It tells a story from Yangliu Town, Tianjin. The performance of the Deyun Society is also like this, this song and the Deyun Society are cut and messy. After taking the stage, Guo Degang stood in front of the microphone, and the apprentices stood neatly behind Guo Degang. Ten years later, on the Deyun variety show, they challenged the song again. In fact, this has become a stem of the Deyun Society.[fig]](data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAP///wAAACwAAAAAAQABAAACAkQBADs=)