Fighting wild times, Wu Taile.
The wine is stacked first, and the flea in the lantern market throws Joan.
The price is as cheap as oil, and Ji accounts for rain and snow.
Xiandong is a city of people.
The wall torch suspects the dragon, and the bridge star is stunned.
A small family lives alone, supported by a tall deer.
Screen mica, curtain hanging water essence.
Ten thousand windows are dense, and a thousand gaps are bright.
Potatoes are hung in the house and grapes are green.
Yan Fang opened the history book, and the circle was composed of scales.
Throw the candle firmly into the air and gently push the ball.
Reflect the light, the fish will see it, and the shadow will gallop.
Frivolous songs, crazy club dancing.
Murata Yoshino, the market orchestra is clear.
Get a sub-topic sentence, and the official and Cao are not equal.
A dry boat is as far as a pot, and water is as close as life.
Hold the door firmly, mock and paint the music shed.
Block Yao's pass and shout "Qi Congzheng".
The key is forbidden for three drums, and the whip is returned to the fifth watch.
Silkworm spring cocoon advised, Hua Die Spodoptera greeted.
Zi Yi Dan brushes, goose feathers cut snow.
Treasure candy and precious torch makeup are black and greasy.
The pink ball is awkward and makes a noise.
The banquet was full of witches and demons, and the incense ladies lost their sincerity.
The broom pulls the skirt, and the poem is shocked.
As small as the tail of the needle, the base and stem of the reed are separated.
Finally, I finally passed the customs, but it was a good day. Let it go.
At this time, there are many servants and horses, and the guests are quiet.
Fortunately, Tielong took a short photo.
Life is only sick bones, frugality and homesickness.
Take care of yourself and consult for carbuncle.
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-"Thirty-two Rhymes of Wuzhong Festival in Shangyuan" Fan Chengda (Song)
2. There is a description of rolling lamps in the preface to the poem "Wheel Lamps" by Peng, a literati in Haiyan, Qing Dynasty:
"The children tied the bamboo into wheels, unfolded the rotating phase rings and flew by, but the lights didn't go out. When the strong man is lucky, he will endlessly throw it in the middle of the road and say, "Roll the lamp. "