Seven-character poems have rivers and lakes.

Seven-character poems about rivers and lakes 1 What are the seven-character Tang poems describing rivers and lakes?

Meeting rivers and lakes with the beauty of restaurants is like jade, and a sword is like a dream for ten years. Before her death, she won the famous Bao Yu Shop, where the Jianghu was messy and unknown.

Laugh and listen to the wind and rain, join hands with you to sing crazily. Heroes can't read poetry books, so they live in the Water Margin.

Although he is a born ruffian, he only kills thieves and not people. The circle of yin and yang in the Jianghu is reluctant to separate, lingering. I'm afraid to see cuckoo weeping blood in the air, and I want to drink fenglei myself. Firm but gentle, wind and thunder can't bear to wander alone? Clouds worry about a long journey, and the night rain is bitter late.

The rain clouds at night hate infinitely, and the stormy waves are empty; A macho man is like ancient smoke, but he sees the sound of the world of mortals rolling. What about the transformation of Gankun? How many bones and fame sigh; The Ninth Five-Year Plan has been achieved, and it is difficult to stop the open struggle.

The emperor's thoughts declined in the cold dynasty, and the rivers and lakes carried swords; Broken stems follow Shui Piao, and wild crossings in the river accompany fishing lights. When the array is broken, the fisherman cries when he worries about the other shore. The article is heartbroken everywhere, and the lotus leaf cup sings to the wine.

Drunk to see a cloud in Wushan, Xiaoxiang God sings Wuling Spring; Broken clouds and lonely moon, lonely and pretentious. Never laughed at Kyushu with a sword, but piteously became a prisoner; Hu Han's hunger is a dream of the world. Why does a strong man waste time? Most sigh long songs when crying empty, straight stop Fengtai; The saddest thing is to smile at the sky, and the moonlight and wind come and go.

You have to speak up and pay Hu Jia, who will sing with you? A bosom friend is willing to give blood, but he won't regret spending time. Life and death swear, roaring couples hold the world of mortals; The meaning of the Ganges River sand is as rare as the courage and benevolence of the morning star.

The west wind blows away the jade pagoda spring, stirs up turbid water and cleans up the characters; The ancient songs will be exhausted today, and it is too easy to light the Golden Gate. The world is warm and cold several times, and the clouds are wide and Ren Pingsheng; It's a few degrees cold in the world, and the waves turn over the clouds.

After drinking cigarettes for a hundred years, you will lie in a snow cave for a long time; As a guest, the mountains are far away and the waters are wide, and the rivers last forever. Jiangshan is a boat full of worries; Passers-by, however, come and go to see Ganzhou off with misty rain and clouds.

It is planned to turn drunkenness into sorrow, and the frost wind will break the heart; However, this guest is as light as a leaf, drifting thousands of miles away from home. The inkstone is dry and sparse, and the poem Leng Yun writes good dreams; Autumn waters misinform parting sentences, and loneliness will reflect when.

Who has enough courage to hold the Tianhe River and fly alone at night? Where did the piano shake the earth's heart and sell all the songs of Frost Electric? Crazy songs and fierce horses shed tears every year, swords and brave fools; The rivers and lakes are empty, and Loulan misses Yu Dafu today. He is not respecting his former self and cherishing his body. Playing the fool is bound to come true. He once flogged a famous horse because of drunkenness, for fear of getting tired of beauty. The robbery in the southeast, the crowing of chickens, the dust in the sea, the sad songs and tears, how to make up for it, the righteous have said that they are too emperor.

2. What are the seven-character Tang poems describing rivers and lakes?

Since I took English, Yuzhou has stirred up rivers and lakes.

-Song Wan Li 'an Baili Beichen is separated by clouds and rain, and invivo is in the Jianghu. -Song and Huang Tingjian wrote four poems of Luoxing Temple. The second is that Zhao Wei is not flat, and he is just an old man.

-Song Lu You wrote two poems. One is that a glimpse of the sea is still a river's lake. -Wang Ming Shi Zhen was ordered to listen to books. He thinks that the soup cake should be used as a magic to go to bed at noon, to comfort the public and swallow the rivers and lakes.

-Song and Huang Tingjian sent Kong Chang's father Bai Xia to take care of his children with Shuangjing tea, and the thatched cottage punctuated the rivers and lakes. -in the late Qing dynasty and the early Republic of China, Zheng wrote Wu Xinjian's waterside pavilion, promising to admire the sun and the moon and cry in the rivers and lakes.

-He Ming Jingming sent a suggestion to Shinan to know that he is tired of the market, so why bother thinking about the rivers and lakes? Tang Bai Juyi lived in seclusion, and I recruited Huangfu Langzhong, the son of Zheng Shu, as an old acquaintance. Who remembers lying in the Jianghu?

-Liu Tang Changqing sent Li Qizhi to the water's edge to go down the corridor with Zhang Xianggong Yutang, and be quiet, saying that he was satisfied with the rivers and lakes. -Huang Songting Jian and Answering Zi Zhan want to buy a river lake tour because of your plan.

-Li Ming, Dong Yang, Xu Yong, and Shi Yu collect Yunshan Tuge * * * and listen to Song Tao's preaching, but there is no way to ask for help. —— Modern Huang Fu Ji Title Hu Peijiu's Poetry Poems Talents in Jinghua are worried about eating, and people are scattered in the rivers and lakes.

-Qing Gu Hongzhi sent Ling Shuzi, Tao Li, and Fang. He is in the Jianghu. -Song Huyin and the Prime Minister Wu Sanhuang's leaves shed wind and rain, and glistening flowers shook the rivers and lakes.

-Su Songshi and Zi You wrote eleven songs about the vegetation in the garden. When the bear went at sunset in Wukong Mountain, the whale turned over miserably. -Sun Yat-yuan, provincial judges Liu, Hui Baojian and Lao Long are lying still, and nothing is the seal of God's Jianghu.

-Deng Mingya's master Luo Qiyu lured the wind and water to spring grass and was extremely suspicious of the rivers and lakes. -Feng Jia grew up in the rain in the clear autumn. Tessa is mostly bound by your potential, and everyone loves her.

-Song Zhu Wen Chang Huating Wujiang Road occasionally cooks 60% porridge. Don't fill in the offerings of Zen guests, lest the roe be released into the rivers and lakes. -Song Yangfang brown flower.

3. What are the seven-character Tang poems describing rivers and lakes?

Meeting rivers and lakes with the beauty of restaurants is like jade, and a sword is like a dream for ten years. Before her death, she won the famous Bao Yu Shop where she met Jianghu. The Jianghu was messy and nobody knew it.

Laugh and listen to the wind and rain, join hands with you to sing crazily. Heroes can't read poetry books, so they live in the Water Margin.

Although he is a born ruffian, he only kills thieves and not people. The circle of yin and yang in the Jianghu is reluctant to separate, lingering. I'm afraid to see cuckoo weeping blood in the air, and I want to drink fenglei myself. Firm but gentle, wind and thunder can't bear to wander alone? Clouds worry about a long journey, and the night rain is bitter late.

The rain clouds at night hate infinitely, and the stormy waves are empty; A macho man is like ancient smoke, but he sees the sound of the world of mortals rolling. What about the transformation of Gankun? How many bones and fame sigh; The Ninth Five-Year Plan has been achieved, and it is difficult to stop the open struggle.

The emperor's thoughts declined in the cold dynasty, and the rivers and lakes carried swords; Broken stems follow Shui Piao, and wild crossings in the river accompany fishing lights. When the array is broken, the fisherman cries when he worries about the other shore. The article is heartbroken everywhere, and the lotus leaf cup sings to the wine.

Drunk to see a cloud in Wushan, Xiaoxiang God sings Wuling Spring; Broken clouds and lonely moon, lonely and pretentious. Never laughed at Kyushu with a sword, but piteously became a prisoner; Hu Han's hunger is a dream of the world. Why does a strong man waste time? Most sigh long songs when crying empty, straight stop Fengtai; The saddest thing is to smile at the sky, and the moonlight and wind come and go.

You have to speak up and pay Hu Jia, who will sing with you? A bosom friend is willing to give blood, but he won't regret spending time. Life and death swear, roaring couples hold the world of mortals; The meaning of the Ganges River sand is as rare as the courage and benevolence of the morning star.

The west wind blows away the jade pagoda spring, stirs up turbid water and cleans up the characters; The ancient songs will be exhausted today, and it is too easy to light the Golden Gate. The world is warm and cold several times, and the clouds are wide and Ren Pingsheng; It's a few degrees cold in the world, and the waves turn over the clouds.

After drinking cigarettes for a hundred years, you will lie in a snow cave for a long time; As a guest, the mountains are far away and the waters are wide, and the rivers last forever. Jiangshan is a boat full of worries; Passers-by, however, come and go to see Ganzhou off with misty rain and clouds.

It is planned to turn drunkenness into sorrow, and the frost wind will break the heart; However, this guest is as light as a leaf, drifting thousands of miles away from home. The inkstone is dry and sparse, and the poem Leng Yun writes good dreams; Autumn waters misinform parting sentences, and loneliness will reflect when.

Who is brave enough to hold the Tianhe River and fly alone at night? Where did the piano shake the earth's heart and sell all the songs of Frost Electric? Crazy songs and fierce horses shed tears every year, swords and brave fools; The rivers and lakes are empty, and Loulan misses Yu Dafu today. He is not respecting his former self and cherishing his body. Playing the fool is bound to come true. He once flogged a famous horse because of drunkenness, for fear of getting tired of beauty. The robbery in the southeast, the crowing of chickens, the dust in the sea, the sad songs and tears, how to make up for it, the righteous have said that they are too emperor.

4. Jianghu poems

The rivers and lakes are foggy and rainy.

You can't just dabble in rivers and lakes.

Jianghu is far from suitable.

The rivers and lakes are scattered and the bones are strange.

The rivers and lakes are rough, I want to go home.

Every horse in the Jianghu is haggard.

Rivers and lakes do not shed tears.

Geese come from rivers, lakes and seas.

Jianghu can escape the punishment of spirit.

There are many rivers and lakes.

Jianghu will go down and fly away.

The rivers and lakes are vast and windy.

I am getting old in the Jianghu.

Rivers and lakes scattered people sad ancient road.

Life in Jianghu is silent.

It's true that the Jianghu has been wandering for a long time.

The rivers and lakes are drunk for ten years.

Jianghu wine companions are like asking each other.

Why don't we forget each other when we meet?

Rivers, lakes and seas are fishermen.

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5. Jianghu poems

Three Kingdoms Cao Zhi's White Horse: White Horse decorated with gold, flying northwest.

Excuse me, whose family? Wandering in peace and tranquility. Young people go to villages and towns, raising their voices and hanging in the desert.

I used to have a good bow, but my arrows were uneven. If the string is controlled to break the left, the right hair will destroy the moon branch.

Raise your hand to catch flies and bend down to lay horseshoes. Smarter than monkeys and apes, as brave as leopards.

There are many policemen in the border town. Land rover number migration.

Feathers come from the north. Lima climbed the bank.

March straight into the Huns. Left is Xianbei people.

Discard the edge end. Life is safe.

Parents don't care Stefanie He and his wife.

Famous hero. Do not be selfish.

It's hard to die for our country, from ruin.

Zhao Kemao and Wu Gou, the "chivalrous men" in Li Bai's works. The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.

Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind. After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.

Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees. Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.

Three cups of Turano, five mountains light 8. After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.

Handan surprised to save Zhao Jin's hammer. Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.

As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero. Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .

Lv Yan's "Giving the Road to Mill": If you want to sharpen your edge, you dare to do it, and you opened a box of jade dragons early in the morning. There are three feet of ice in the hand and a snake on the stone.

The blood of rape blossoms runs out with the water, and the fierce ointment is now wiped away by tears. Sweep away the ups and downs in the world, and you will be happy with me.

Zhang Zhi Guang Ling: I swam wildly in the rivers and seas for a year, and I advocated going upstairs at night. Have a few drinks, the crowd is small, and many people satirize the princes.

Everyone said that the sword was three-armed, and he turned to the mirror to recite poems. Today is even more haggard, full of romantic feelings in Yangzhou, which is unbearable.

Emma, the son of Yang Jiong: Chivalrous men will go again, and the golden whip will control the son's love. Snake bow and white arrow, crane autumn red velvet.

Made a fortune in the South China Sea and then went to the North. The Huns are still alive today, and the land has been sealed.

Huang Tingjian's "Send Yellow Several Times" I live in the South China Sea of the North Navy, and I am grateful to Goose for sending a book. Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain. Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases; I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams.

A book has been here for ten years, and people are in a hurry. At that time, peaches and plums in the spring breeze were charming. How many young couples travel together, and the wine is strong.

Now, the sunset is returning to the road, and the ink is flying red. -Bai Jiantang's theme is "Book Sword, Love and Hatred" and Wu Qi's "Cheng Invited to Drink Tiger Hill Restaurant". The new sunny colors are all fish pavilions, and the rest of the yellow ones stop painting.

Seven miles of water is surrounded by green flowers, and the green mountains on the first floor are drinkers. Then we buried Excalibur in a stake, and heard the old guest star in the sound of flute and drum.

A song of deep affection, Wu Ji poured a silver bottle carelessly. I am tired after writing all my life, and I have never lost my reputation.

The horse returned another day, and there was no war in the east of the city. Hu Shengquan's film title is Butterfly Dance. Zhu's gazebo is gentle and attractive, and he likes new makeup to cover his face.

Three thousand and one color? The wind flowers cover the double lotus. At dusk, the wine will dance, and the moonlit night will leave forgotten songs.

The feat is over and the days of spring are numbered. Fu Hongxue grows into a street step by step, and meeting is lonely.

The warbler makes life thin, and the phoenix tail makes the fragrance disappear. Fire can sharpen the sword, but frost can make the knife cold.

Forced to touch the princess's blood, Linyi Mo Lingyuan. It's cold all day, underground.

Crossing the road in eighteen nights, twenty-three swords killed, lying drunk and killing the field. Make soup as crazy as you can.

Very, very big. Fifty steps to life and death, eighty-one steps, the legendary swordsman.

Cold kill it, seize it, and the surname is Huaxia. Two plums are less than three feet long, meaning dry and pale, reflecting stone moss and thousands of single piles.

Standing in the cold wind, it is also arrogant, like the madness of the owner, leaving behind. This sword is only one foot long, and it won the championship. It passed through the villa and was dusty for a long time.

Leaning against the west gate, gently blowing snow, watching the snow freeze plum fragrance. Three long pavilions, ancient roads, even grass drops.

The evening breeze, blowing willows and the sound of bamboo flutes outside the sky are all disappearing. At the end of the sunset, there are mountains beyond the infinite mountains.

The ends of the earth, knowing each other is inevitable. Turbid wine makes people drunk, and the horseshoe of Guanzhong post road is broken.

Wandering is endless, and hatred is endless. There are four peaks with green peaks and green waters with green lakes.

Water is green, the peak is green, the peak is green, the water reflects the peak, and the peak is green. The spirit sword is hidden in the spirit of firm but gentle, and the three disturbances are less.

Three little firm but gentle, three little sword spirit, three little sword sheng, three little sword into. Five smoke cages are surrounded by willows, and the boat is beside Qinhuai, and the boat is suitable for Jinling. Businessmen whisper around the beam to disturb the guests, and they know who to look for.

High-rise buildings have good dreams, guests go to Wudang, and chivalrous people go to the small room. The grandiloquence of the master shocked the public, which was not handed down from morality for thousands of years. Six Xiao Ruxiao, Xiao without Xiao, Xiao with Xiao, Xiao without Xiao, Xiao seems to be at large.

Eleven lang has no regrets and is angry with the world. Jade is jade, jade is not jade, jade has jade, jade does not avoid, jade wants to forget.

Shen Qianjin tears than Rulu whitewater seven qin deer, the world was chased by * * *.

History is turning and the halo is still there. Master worked hard to become a deer cutter in the Spring and Autumn Period.

The sword fell into the rivers and lakes, and the heroes rose together. When the situation changes, the magic weapon is not old.

Young Xia, Skynet has a long history, but it doesn't leak. Eight Changsha storms, sunset drinking horses, solitary smoke inclined to recall Western jackdaw's noisy.

The expected land is mainly horses, the yellow sand in the wilderness is rolling, and the desert is cold under the moon, but the sword reflects the moon and the bones are cold. Have you ever lamented that your heart is far away?

Nine days, the stars are gorgeous, and the cold star caresses the sword several times at night, which makes people feel chilling and wants to give up. There are countless fierce faces and cold clothes.

I am not ashamed to bow down, the water is clear, and the east wind sighs again and again, scattering the sky to find it. Stepping on rough thorns is difficult and dangerous, and my inner worries are biased.

6. Ancient poems about rivers and lakes

I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't send geese to deliver books.

Peach and plum spring breeze, a glass of wine, ten years of night rain.

Housekeeping, but with four vertical walls, does not cure diseases.

I want to study, my head is white, and apes cry over streams.

-Huang Tingjian's "Send the Yellow Number Back"

The swordsmen of Zhao are dotted with tassels at will, and their swords are as bright as Shuang Shuang. The silver saddle and the white horse set each other off and galloped.

Within ten steps, kill one person, cross a thousand miles, leave no one behind. After you finish, brush off your clothes, don't show any sound, and hide in the depths.

Sometimes when I'm free, I walk through the county town, have a drink, and cross my sword over my knees. Eat meat with the sea and drink with Hou Ying in a big bowl.

Three cups of spit, five mountains are light. After drinking, my eyes were dizzy and energetic, and the rainbow was swallowed up by the air.

Handan surprised to save Zhao Jin's hammer. Hai and Hou Yingcai are real warriors of the second century, and they are famous in the whole city.

As a knight, the death of chivalrous bone is also fragrant, and it is worthy of being a hero. Who can learn Confucian scholars, stay in books all his life, have white hair, and still write the Xuanjing? .

-Li Bai's "Chivalry"

7. Don't correct the name of Jianghu poems.

I won the peerless martial arts, and I am not afraid to bear the beautiful face of the mountains and rivers on both sides of the strait, but I am afraid of being deeply loved by her.

When you are talking and laughing, you can't live a drunken life. Carrying a sword, riding a ghost rain, bones like mountains, birds flying.

The world is like a tide of people, just sighing for a few people in the Jianghu. Ten steps to kill without leaving a trace, the top gun is full of pride.

Laugh when you are drunk on the battlefield, and your hands will rejuvenate. Lightning and thunder can dance wildly, and gorgeous meteors are good and evil.

Flying to the west, you don't need the blank head of the vast sound and wind. Do not need a piece of grass, do not need a night of green rain, do not need a lonely city on all sides, do not need the calm and firm sound of a knife. A chivalrous man can't be found in a thousand years, and a game-writing protocol red leaf is drunk in the autumn wind. Listen to the wind and rain and overlook the rivers and lakes. Life is too short, there is no evergreen lamp. Lying beside the ancient Buddha, lonely and sleepless. Where can I get the autumn frost in Taohuawu and the peach fairy in Taohuamiao? Peach Fairy cultivates peach trees, picks them and drinks them.

When you wake up, you just sit in the flowers and get drunk, so you come to sleep under the flowers; Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year. I would rather die of old age than bow before horses and chariots; Cars, dust and horses are interesting, and hops are poor.

If the poor are compared with the poor, one is on the ground and the other is in the sky; If you compare poverty to horses and chariots, he will have to drive away my leisure. Others laugh that I am too crazy, and I laugh that others can't see through it; There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.

The wind turned into a sigh and he forgot the smoke in the water. Put a bowl of wine! Forget all the troubles in the Jianghu. Spirit of life, three thousand moss, put it on the shelf! Stop, stop, stop, stop again, and your heart will calm down! A Meng Shan, half sad, things are different.

What was the result? Where is the quenching in Wu Gou? This is a desolate city with a flowing pillow. It used to be the battlefield of the dragon, roaring past! Autumn full of grass and frost. If you think about it, you will grow old together. Don't change your youth easily.

Hou Feng, how many heroes are just ruined! There are constant disputes between rivers and lakes, and it is difficult to find a confidant in life. How to resolve hostility with a smile? In Jianghu, you can ask for directions instead of asking for directions. No one in the world tells the story of his life, and the moon has no words to reflect the soul of the sword.

I want to calm my heart and chase my dreams. Lonely lights and rain are beating on my heart. I'm used to wandering in rivers and lakes, and I can't stop loving and hating each other.

Chivalrous tenderness buried the sea, Huashan firm but gentle swing cold autumn. The blood of the iron-edged pike splashes, and the bitter wine falls on the cold moon! Mortals don't look back.

There is no such thing as suffering. It is said that every swordsman should offer his sword, not a poet.

I thought I brought a sword to wander the Jianghu and swallowed Wan Li like a tiger. It has been raining for ten years now, and when I woke up, I sounded an empty string.

The rotten butterfly cicada has gone in spring, and it is always ruthless to fall out of the water. In autumn, the cold wind and drizzle come, and the fallen leaves return to their roots for another year. When the wind is cold, the yellow sand is reflected obliquely, and Jingshan is home. The light of the sword appears at first sight, and the knife will make a guest appearance, smiling at the past and standing proudly in the world.

8. Who has poems about rivers and lakes?

Every day, the wind smiles and never leaves. OL Everything started because of you, and everything died because of you.

Affectionate with children, loyal to the liver and courageous, natural and unrestrained in the world. I can't walk all the rivers and lakes, and I can't shed tears of heroes. Seven-foot men drink and have fun, and dragons and swords point to the sky.

Blood stains the scabbard, slays the demons, and the living can't stop breathing. The world of mortals laughed and asked heaven who was at large in the Jianghu. The lyrics of the Five Days of Heaven are like dreams, and the brothers are like dreams. Why not say more, * * * drink a pot of old wine.

I fell asleep when I was drunk, so I don't care about tomorrow! Brother, brother, are you okay elsewhere? On the fourth day of the day, it's Niannujiao, who is the hero, who is the sword howling, who is the sword howling in the rivers and lakes, and who is the blood burning? Throughout the ages, only sigh Wu Shen coquettish. Looking back, laugh at the courage of the enemy and anger all sentient beings.

Sing wildly, step back, and drink less. Tao Ran snores and gets drunk, Lei Zhen scares ghosts and gods, and it's hard every night.

Stabbed me with a sword, and I opened my eyes wide, but the enemy didn't have to draw his sword. The snow in the north is overbearing, looking down on the sky, and the shells are shocking.

Life is lonely, who is taller than me in the Jianghu? The third part of Tian Dao Ri Ci meets with joy, the strong man is drunk, the rivers and lakes meet with joy, the strong man is drunk, and the rivers and lakes are cold with old wine in the spring night, drunk, and the horses are like clouds and moons. Ten years later, rivers and lakes are far away, and there is still blood here! Jade case, knife emperor, Jianghu jade case, knife emperor, how can life in Jianghu be the saddest thing? White hair hurts the body and black hair dies.

What's the use of owning the world? Famous in Jianghu, the supreme in Wulin, the dream pillow. The past is over, leaving me alone in the sunset.

Broken swordsman, stop crying. There are three points in the world, but it is hard to change, and the loving father is worried.

One of the daily lyrics of Heaven, the waterspout sings the pipa, the rivers and lakes waterspout sings the pipa, the rivers and lakes mispronounce, and the songs stop and the bosom friends are few. Looking back, if you have a dream, you will be filled with joy. It depends on the situation at this time that you are happy in .....................................................................................................................................................

The autumn water is long, the heart is far away, and the blood is still burning. Qianshan sent a message, and Wan Li wounded the enemy, howling with heroism.

Ask when it will be returned to me. The string broken arrow is drawn, and the north refers to dawn! Heaven alliance-upright people, cool breeze, smiling, Jianghu people, my cool breeze, singing wine till dawn, smiling and asking where to go today, Heaven people join the alliance. Arrogant clouds and blue sky, I am the only one who respects the purple leaf wind, and the purple moon is passionate about The son of evil, like water passing by, being a hero.

Compatriots from all over the world welcomed the new work, joined hands with the rivers and lakes, killed demons and saved righteousness, and left an eternal reputation for the story. When winter goes and spring comes, the grass is green and birds are singing in Wan Li, and men are really in love. The breeze is only for rivers and lakes.

I cried and laughed when I was arrogant and shriveled. Wine and tears to Xiong Jie, eyebrows and swords drawn! If the devil makes waves, the people will get up and put out the jackals! My hero, all demons cry, and the rivers and lakes are lined up! Drive away evil spirits, don't show mercy, hit with a knife and a gun! There is no end to the rivers and lakes, and the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes is not worried! It is common to stay in the wind for dinner, and the sword is the enemy! Endless hero tears, endless lonely wine! There is no turning back on the Jianghu road. Don't turn back in this life! Smoke rises, a sword is in hand, and lofty aspirations never stop. Driving a fine horse and pulling a long bow, I traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and I walked alone.

The arrow is on the string, don't look back, and move forward in all directions. Make a name for yourself, drink freely, and wander the rivers and lakes.

The sun sets, the sky is full of crow frost, and the river winds and fishes and sleeps. Dominate the alliance of heaven outside the city, and the bell rang at midnight.

I want to cry and laugh when I hear ghosts! Wine and tears to Xiong Jie, eyebrows and swords drawn! If the devil makes waves, the people will get up and put out the jackals! My hero, all demons cry, and the rivers and lakes are lined up! Drive away evil spirits, don't be merciful, hit with a knife and a gun! There is no end to the rivers and lakes, and the prodigal son of the rivers and lakes is not worried! It is common to stay in the wind for dinner, and the sword is the enemy! Endless hero tears, endless lonely wine! There is no turning back on the Jianghu road. Don't turn back in this life! Smoke rises, a sword is in hand, and lofty aspirations never stop. Driving a fine horse and pulling a long bow, I traveled all over the rivers and lakes, and I walked alone.

The arrow is on the string, don't look back, and move forward in all directions. Make a name for yourself, drink freely, and wander the rivers and lakes.

The sun sets, the sky is full of crow frost, and the river winds and fishes and sleeps. Dominate the alliance of heaven outside the city, and the bell rang at midnight.

Mourning the suffering of all beings, I am in charge of the ups and downs of all things, laughing alone and fighting swords with wine! Laughing in the breeze, having nothing to do, making a pot of green tea, smoking a cigarette and walking into the Internet are meaningless. When I am bored, I will sit on the rivers and lakes and chat with my friends in the sky. It's so unpleasant.

Bold words In today's world, kuya thundered in March. The sun shines all over the sky, and the rivers and lakes are about to burn.

Tidy up the mood at this time, the passion fades instantly, returns to nature, and is as ordinary as ever. Looking up, I saw some new greens in the last sunset.