老师与女大学生

Promise you blue

My husband is a fox

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.

Dear Attorney,

Xie Zhonglang was Wang Lantian's son-in-law. He once wore a white silk scarf and went to Yangzhou to listen to the king's affairs. He said frankly: "People say that you are stupid, but you believe that you are stupid." Lantian said: "It is true that there is no such opinion, but it is too late."

Teachers of the Heavens

Zhang Jiying was unrestrained and was called the Jiangdong Infantryman by his contemporaries. Someone said to him: "You can indulge yourself for a while, but don't you care about your reputation after death?" He replied: "If I have a reputation after death, it is better to have a glass of wine now!"

The Phoenix Queen of Against Heaven: Please sign your name, Demon Lord!

Wang Ziyou once traveled through Wuzhong and saw a scholar-official's house with some very fine bamboo. The master knew that Ziyou was going to go, so he swept the room and made preparations, and sat in the hearing room waiting for him. The king went straight to the bamboo grove and whistled for a long time. The Lord was disappointed, but still hoped that his message would work, so he wanted to go out. The host was so upset that he ordered his attendants to close the door and not let anyone in. The king gave this as a reward to the host, who stayed to stay, and left happily.

Whose happy event?

The king is sitting in the stone, the king is sitting in the city.