kabaddi drawing pictures

The first son-in-law

Prime Minister Wang's chief clerk wanted to inspect the accounts. The official said to the chief clerk: "If you want to get along with the chief clerk, don't get involved in trivial matters."

The Princess Who Runs Away From Marriage Is Very Happy

The Price of a Quick Goddess

In the last month of spring, the sun is in the stomach, the sunset is in the middle of the seven stars, and the dawn is in the middle of the morning star. It is the day of Jia and Yi. Its emperor is Dahao, and its god is Ju Mang. Its insect is scale. Its sound is Jiao, and its musical scale is Gu Xi. Its number is eight. Its taste is sour, and its smell is rancid. Its offering is to the door, and the first spleen. The tung tree begins to bloom, the field mouse turns into a quail, the rainbow begins to appear, and the duckweed begins to grow. The emperor lives in Qingyang Youge, rides on the Luan Road, drives the Canglong, carries the green flag, wears green clothes, and wears Cangyu. He eats wheat and sheep, and his utensils are sparse and clear.

I'm not a vegetarian either.

Earth food is a bit big

The central army of Yin was headed by Yu Gong's chief secretary, who went to the capital and assembled with Prime Minister Wang. Duke Huan, Chief Secretary Wang, Wang Lantian and Xie Zhenxi were also present. The prime minister stood up, took off his tent and tied his fur coat, and said to Yin, "Today I will discuss the principles with you." They talked until three o'clock in the morning. The prime minister and Yin were on the same side, but the rest of the wise men had nothing to do with it. After the discussion, the Prime Minister sighed and said, "I have never known the source of the words I have said before, and the words and phrases are not wrong. The voice of Zhengshi is just right for you!" The next morning, Huan Xuanwu said to others, "I heard Yin and Wang Qing's words last night, which were very good. Injo was not lonely. I was also distracted from time to time. When I looked at the two Wang officials, I felt as happy as a newborn dog."

Pastoral fruity aroma

When Dai Andao was over ten years old, he painted in Wuguang Temple. When Wang Changshi saw him, he said, "This boy is not only good at painting, but will eventually become famous. I regret that I am old and will not see his prime!"