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No more waiting, just pretend the wind didn't blow

Huan Xuan once climbed up to the southern tower of Jiangling City and said, "I want to write a eulogy for Wang Xiaobo now." He chanted and whistled for a long time, and then began to write. I took a moment to sit and write this eulogy.

Bad Marriage

My master is Shenlong

Always watch your young children and don't tell them lies; don't let little boys wear fur clothes. The foundation must be square. Not listening. If an elder helps him, he should hold the elder's hands with both hands. He carried a sword on his back and answered with his mouth covered.

You are the sweetness that I can't give up

The king's right army is in the south, the prime minister and the book, every sighing son and nephew do not order the cloud: "Tiger (dog tun), tiger calf, return it as it is."

Let the memories go

When Wang Rong was the Shizhong, the Nanjun prefect Liu Zhao left him five pieces of paper and cloth in a tube. Although Rong refused to accept them, he gave him a generous letter in return.

You are my eternal light