The name of the seven-character ancient poetry game is very poetic.

Folding flowers and carrying wine is a juvenile matter.

The piano sounds as dim as the moon.

The sound of flutes around Ting Yun.

Moonlight falls in fresh water.

The song of acacia is the breeze.

I hope you cherish me as you cherish me.

Old weather and old clothes

Mountains have trees, and trees have branches.

I don't know.

Mo Jin Qing cheng ran yi Qing

Singing all night, the ancient city gate

Love in A Fallen City

Wear its crown and bear its weight.

Be a dreamer for Iraq

Let a cup of tea taste early and fade early.

Pipa speaks slowly.

I'm not as enthusiastic as you.

The curtain of dreams and the Millennium drunkenness

Chaos, late summer, blue sea

Shallow sorrow, faint moonlight, cold

A series of two dreams were sent to the moon.

The mourning of young people in white clothes in ancient city

Fireworks blurred, Iraqis intoxicated.

Jade childe drifts all his life.

Sadness and hatred are about the same age.

Nishang elegy Qingcheng drunk

Cool thin's time is buried in an empty city.