Walk into the mid-August Futian
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Walking into the middle of August,
The twilight smoke curls lightly on the causeway.
Swing meditation wind gently,
Fresh silk button pool.
The mountains and rivers are far away
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Mountains and rivers are far away,
A water gaze lingers.
The clear ripple flow of the golden flute is melodious,
Wan Wan watched indifferently.
Wisps of brocade groaned
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With a clear conscience,
Passing years carved frost smoke.
Wisps of brocade groan,
Sincerity is love.
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers
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Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers,
smiled and her long hair fluttered.
In the microwave crystal mirror,
Shocking Chu Chu Ya Pei Yao.
His eyes were clear, and his eyebrows were lowered
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Clear waves and clear sleeves,
His eyes were clear, and his eyebrows were lowered.
Light like silk dyeing charm,
Purple Pei Yingying looks like each other.
Mountains and rivers are connected
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Mountains and rivers are connected,
The strings and songs are tactful and intimate.
Looking at the distance and thinking about it,
Dreams meet.
Walking into August, it is still steaming.
A water from afar is not alarmed,
Thousands of miles of mountains and rivers are thousands of miles in an instant.
Gazing, a dream.
Note: The text of this article was originally written by Luyi Xiangxuan! Genre: Ancient Poetry! The picture comes from today's headlines, thanks to the author of the original picture! Please contact the original author for reprinting!