Jincheng Millennium, Sichuan Centennial. Leisure institutions of higher learning put the world first. The three factions are in harmony and compete for the Central Plains. It is to change the old look of Wangjiang and the new look of Jiang 'an. The earth and stone are not high, the rivers are full of vitality and the future is bright. It is almost the same color as Tianshui. It is vast and beautiful. The clouds come and stumble, and the phoenix comes and wanders. Thank you for visiting, but forget to return. A fairyland that is not too empty is the paradise of the real world.
Beautiful and bright! The waves are rippling and the eyes are connected. Dancing, the water is bright. The goddess of happiness in Luoshui surprised Penglai to scatter immortals. There is no wonder in Dongting, but there is awe-inspiring Tianchi. On both sides of Hanyin River, the water waves are flourishing and endless, reflecting the sun and the moon, and the sky is vast. In the Spring and Autumn Period, Gan Kun kept silent. There are rivers into the sea, rivers into the sea, peaches and plums all over the world, and thousands of heroes. The wandering mirror shines with white hair. If the bamboo dances, the willow smokes. The autumn moon lingers and the spring breeze lingers. Egrets fly in groups, while dragons dive alone. East of the lake rises and west of the moon falls. There is wind on the side of the mountain and clouds at the end of the water. In the morning, the stars are dim, and in the evening, the sunset glow is gorgeous. Bloom laughs at the waves, and the grass is on the shore. Set China wizards, set Bashu handsome face.
Or the white dew and autumn frost, misty. The shadows of the trees are dancing, and the sun and the moon are dull. Without water, the green island is hard to see. Butterfly dies and dances lightly, and leaves of wood fall and fly. Residual red, Jian Peijun pale. Autumn insects are lonely, and spring birds are hesitant. Look at the beauty of early spring and smell the fragrance of late autumn. The vastness of the waves is very small and leisurely. The water is shallow and the sky is hazy and cold. The railings are lonely, which makes Lin Mang pale. Isolated islands hate loneliness, and long bridges hate length. It is an organic flying cloud, sailing on the water. Fish and eagles swim in the wild. The sky is high with the sun and the moon, and Pinghu swallows the Yangtze River. Senior swimmers get lost, while junior swimmers forget their hometown. Angry at the whispers of lovers, laughing at youth and frivolous. Wandering world, wandering world hurts. Comparable to Huguang, it is unique to Suzhou and Hangzhou.
If the clouds are dark, the wind is rushing and the water is wide. Hengtai, a tall tree, set off a huge wave. Just began to take a shower, residual load a person scattered. It's raining heavily and loudly, and the clouds are dark and strange. Birds smell but don't speak, but insects and frogs know and sing. The running water of the play is a passer-by in a hurry. It's misty and rainy, and the thin shadow is swaying. The waves are undulating and the moon is bumpy. The road extends in the waterfront, and the road twists and turns on the side of the building. The winding path is secluded and the scenery is like a shuttle. Flowers hesitate to send late, leaves sway early and the breeze passes, the piano plays and the rain drums. The wind is sad and the rain is lost. Mayflies drink dew, peacocks chase cars. Tigers hide in the mountains, while dragons hide in osawa. The valley is beautiful, and the valley is open. The dream of infatuation with an evil lover is the smile of an infatuated beauty. Clouds are selling rosy clouds in life, rain is falling and rainbows are flashing. Feel the loneliness of heaven and earth and the loneliness of the universe. What can be done when the surplus shrinks during the period?
If the sunset is dark, the birds are whispering, and the evening breeze blows the waves, the troubles come from this. Looking at the sky, sighing at the heavy dusk. When the sun sinks and the light closes, the jade rabbit rises and the clouds open. Watch the brilliance of the meteor and smell the sound of the silent night. The stars are thin and the moon is bright, and the birds are lonely and sad. The mountains are green near the water. Feel the night in the river and the sadness in the lake. Sorrow in the chest, sadness overflowing the sky. Think of Shiyi in the Spring and Autumn Period and Liu Chuan in the East China Sea. Walk with each other, cross the bridge and visit the island spiritually. Shadows sway to illuminate the moon, and light waves sway to reflect clouds. The fish is silent, the bamboo is proud, and the flowers are light and slim. Waves go to ginkgo leaves, and tides come to jade. The night is long and melancholy, and the wind is fluttering and leisurely. Dimly lit, you can see the depth of Jinghu Lake; Spring is chilly, and the noise of the world is cold. I saw the grandeur of northern customs and the vastness of autumn water. West Western jackdaw, weeping around the trees, hates owls who get the moon.
Oh! The ups and downs are fixed and the reality is infinite. Gankun changes, the sun and the moon change. A lake can be a guide to the world, and half of it is difficult. There are vicissitudes in ancient times, but there are relative thoughts today. Sharpen the knife in October and cast the sword in four years. Be realistic to Sichuan University and visit the scenery from Mingyuan Garden. Is the soul fascinated, crazy, sad, sad. Wanderers feel the color of spring grass, while walkers pity the moonlight. Swallow, it's late in spring, the ink clouds stop and the night is long! Hate the passage of time and cherish the glory of the future. The beautiful women in Mingyuan Lake are like clouds, proud, and the spring is dark. Remembering Lang's sufferings made him unable to come and forgot his worries about the moon. The spring rain is barefoot and soft, and the autumn wind dances lightly with skirts. Idle to catch an island in the lake, the waves laugh at the water depth.