One hundred and one of them

Beautiful people can influence people's trust, and I should also worship the famous one. To persuade you to lose with a smile is not to flatter the prince.

The one hundred and two

I am tired of collecting literature, and the selection of colors and talk is empty. Those who knew me were madly born in Jianghuai, and their words were inscribed on green paper with a hundred characters. (When reading a letter from someone and a friend, it is written afterward.)

The One Hundred and Three

Who can raise money to cultivate the Liyuan Cuan? It is also the worry of the Fenghua generation. I feel deeply sorry for you, the scholar's daughter. (There are hundreds of kinds of people in the Yuan Dynasty, and four kinds in Linchuan, all of which have been tampered with by the singers. Kunqu opera is extremely despicable. There are singers in the wine seats, and they are often obstructed.)

One hundred and four< /p>

Some people are suspicious of Du in Hefenfang. He has a long-lasting reputation and a low status. There is nothing wrong with anything in life, but it is not a teacher to create a good atmosphere. (I have never had any disciples in my life.)

One hundred and five years ago

I am very happy to be alive, and I can also recruit the charming souls on the river. If the old friend on the other side is still alive, reading music from clear bottles is the Ming Dynasty.

One hundred and six

The white waves coming from the west are flying flags, and the safety of thousands of ships is always unknown. I sent a message to Jia Shang on Qutang Beach to keep the sails when the wind is favorable.

One hundred and seven

The young man took the bridle to clarify his thoughts, and when he was tired, he withdrew his hands. I won't shed tears today, I will only complain about my eyebrows when I cross the river.

One hundred and eighty

On the 15th day of June, I left the sweet spring and sailed in the wind. The wind is set and the moon is half-white, and the girl on the river is still asleep?

One hundred and nine of them

Hundred scrolls of the magazine were circulated all over the world, and the master of the country was finished. When discussing the classics, one forgets about the three nobles and nobles, and only looks at Fusheng in the pre-Qin Dynasty. (See again the great scholar Ruan Gong in Yangzhou.)

One hundred and one

An old man from Shugang hugged his mourning string, and felt lost after reading all the poems. After Pipa Tianbao, Jiangnan met Li Guinian again. (Meet Qin Dunfu again, editor Xiu Enfu.)

The One Hundred and Eleven

I once traveled during my father-in-law's reign, and I only knew Meicun and Fengzhou. Packing up the leftovers is so vast, it is Xiaoyangqiu in the southeast. (Taicang Shao Zixian compiled the "Taicang Philosophers Series" eight pieces, starting from the Southern Song Dynasty to the middle of Qianlong, and I prefaced it.)

The One Hundred and Twelve

The smell of rotten grass in Qili Hongqiao , the songs, lyrics, and poems are all gone. Don't follow the rise and fall of the sky and the market, the light of words gathers the stars of virtue. (At that time, Lanjun of Yuan Dynasty and Jun Shao of Taicang were both in Guangwen, Yangzhou. Wei Mo Shenshe and Dr. Chen Jing'an were overseas in Yangzhou. They also met Qin Yusheng, Xie Mengyu, Liu Chuzhen, and Liu Mengzhan, four filial and honest people, and Yang Jizi was the captain.)

The One Hundred and Thirteen

If a virtuous son has virtue, it is appropriate to place them in his care. A virtuous son should not Don't forget them. When I am begging for money, I suddenly recite this. This admonition is for those with liver and spleen deficiency.

One hundred and fourteen

The poet is a bottle of water and a drinker of wine, both of which are good at depression, anger, purity and depth. Such a talented person wins a high ranking, and the title was awarded posthumously to Bo Santang. (The anger and rage are also the poems of Shu Tie Yun Ping Shui Zhai; the clear and profound elegance are also the poems of Xiao Mo Shang Guan in Peng Gan Pavilion. The death of both monarchs will be recorded.)

The One Hundred and Fifteen< /p>

Heyi talks about art and fights with heart and soul, and the elders and men are clear in their seats. He collected his legacy and returned to the same sect, relying on his disciples for a hundred years. (When I was young, I made friends with many old people, and I was most friendly with them during the Qianlong Gengchen Ranking. Later, Jiaqing Ji had not yet, and they talked more about art. Zhu Wenzheng became the president of both departments.)

One One Hundred and Sixteen

The middle-aged talented man loves silk and bamboo, while the thrifty old man hates daikon. Both feelings are forgivable, and it is not appropriate to criticize Yangqiu too much.

One hundred and seventeen

Ji Jiang’s ancient makeup is not as good as the market, while Zhao Nu is light and delicate. When the princes and ancestral temples ask for a concubine of the Yuan Dynasty, how can the sound of Hui sound be found in Xian Jue Toe? (Occasionally.)

One hundred and eighteen

You can find the curling hooves of the lin toe, so why bother to send a boat to it? It is difficult to continue the standard writing of the Han Dynasty, and the gold cakes are cast after the Qi Liang Dynasty. (In modern times, people who travel with money think it is easy to carry it with them. I don’t know that China has its own cake gold. See "Report of Chu Yan in Southern History" and see Han Xie's poems.)

One Hundred and Nineteen< /p>

When I was writing a poem, I heard that paper was expensive. Who made this paper spread all over the capital? If you don't use official banknotes and use private banknotes, who will pay the historian?

One hundred and two

The pillars are dangerous and the strings are too lonely, and the tired eyes beside the piano are dull. Xianglan judged that she had made a mistake and was not born in the right family, so she was hoeed.

One hundred and twenty-one

The wilderness and greenery are seamlessly intertwined. How many carts of cattle will be charged per month? It's just a field master's pastime, not looking for autumn fruits or looking at flowers. (There is a man who manages the garden in the residence, so I give it as a gift.)

One hundred and twenty-two

In the six dynasties, Gu Dai dreamed, and he was not blessed to go to Qinhuai. I want to see the two talented men from Zhongshan, their words are criss-crossing each other. (The attempt to be like Jiangning failed, and there was no news about Ma Xiangfan's household and Feng Jin's Yubi in the same year.)

The one hundred and twenty-three

Whether it is salt or iron or not the river, alone There are many tears in the southeast. If the national wealth is raised three times and the people are raised for one fight, how can it be better to slaughter cattle than to plant crops?

One hundred and twenty-four

The disabled guest shakes hands in Jinliang, and many gentlemen ask Wuyi solemnly. The old family blames itself for the wind and the wind, but is willing to scold the ruthless swallows for flying away. (Meeting Duan Jun Guoxing and Shen Jun Xidong again on the reverse journey, holding hands and expressing their feelings. The two gentlemen are old guests of the family.)

One hundred and twenty-five

Jiuzhou is angry It is sad to rely on wind and thunder to cause thousands of horses to stand silently. I urge God to cheer up and send talents of any kind. (Crossing Zhenjiang, I saw the Sai Jade Emperor and the God of Wind and Thunder, praying thousands of times. The Taoist priests begged to write Qing Ci.)

One hundred and twenty-six of them

No children can talk nonsense Soldiers, why not be pretentious about town things? Don't say thank you so much, Dongshan prostitutes are the common people.

One hundred and twenty-seven

The Immortal Jade Hall of the Han Dynasty, Li Nanxiang of the Six Dynasties Literary Garden. The children across the river were so charming that they came back from school to pay homage to Wei Lang.

One hundred and twenty-eight

The Yellow River women migrated directly to the south east, and my magical power surpassed Yu's power. An used the pedantic Confucianism to talk about the old ways, and plowed the world to divide the people's customs. (Crossing the Yellow River to the south, the sky has a different color, the earth has a different atmosphere, and the people have different emotions.)

The One Hundred and Twenty-nine

Tao Qian's poems like to talk about Jing Ke, and he wants to see the clouds stop and become prosperous. Song. When I sing to be grateful, my thoughts surge, and there may not be many heroes in the world. (I read Tao Qian in the boat and wrote three poems.)

One Hundred and Thirty

Tao Qian resembles a crouching dragon, with pines and chrysanthemums growing tall in Xunyang through the ages. Mo Xin, a poet, is actually plain, two parts Liang Fu and one part coquettish.

The One Hundred and Thirty-One

Tao Qian was upright and gentle, and the ghost repaid him for his kindness. I feel that Shaoling's poems are weak, but his words are aimed at rich children.

One hundred and thirty-two

On the left side of the Yangtze River, the morning star shines with a torch, and hundreds of thousands of fish, dragons, and monsters are swallowed up. Looking far away at the original night in Qi Zhongyuan, there is Zhanlu Sword leaning against the door again. (In Jiangyin, I saw Li Shen Qi Zhang and Jiang Dan Leng, both of whom were talented. Dan Leng was also a disciple of Shen Qi.)

His One Hundred and Thirty-Three

His name was Yan Guanglu, who had crossed the river. Also look at the old trees in the mountains. The Yuanlong Tower is a hundred feet long, and the bullfighting in the middle of the night is cold. (Chen Dengzhi was on his farewell seat and met Guanglu Shengwuzhou again.)

One hundred and thirty-four

Fifty-one people suddenly lost three, and I shed tears to the south of the river when I heard about the death. There are old ink marks in the box, and the rose letter has been used since then. (I heard that in the capital, Di Guangxuan, Su Bin, and Xia Yiqing died suddenly in the same year.)

One hundred and thirty-five

Occasionally Fu Lingyun Occasionally I am tired of flying, and occasionally I admire Sui Chuyi in leisurely time. Occasionally, I met Jinse and asked about it, and she said, "Looking for spring is your return."

One hundred and thirty-six of them

Thousands of scholars came with great joy, and in their dreams old friends returned with great joy. Hushankuang robbed the three Wu lands, when will this hegemonic talent be reborn? (Dream Gu Qianli has something to say. I recalled my ugly year and wrote to you. I promised to meet you five years ago. Your report said: "I dare not bear to die." I broke the appointment. You died in the spring of Jiawu.)

One hundred and thirty-seven

My old friend had a son named Shang Zangzhou, who wrote great works like Baojun. Liu Xiang and his subsequent works are not listed in the same catalog as Chen Chaojing. (Qianli wrote "Si Guozhai Notes", collated six books and hundreds of schools, and scrutinized the text. He was born seven hundred years after Chen and Chao. The catalog was only as good as Chen Chao's, which is also a great man. The heir keeps his father's book and is the capital. The rumors are wrong.)

One Hundred and Thirty-Eight

Today I am worried about Dongting, and the camellias are condensing and I want to breathe out their fragrance. There is no news about the life and death of the mountain. The dream is broken and the corner of the bay is green. (The attempt to search for an old trip to Dongting Mountain was unsuccessful, and there was no news about Changzhou from Yeshan.)

The One Hundred and Thirty-nine

Song Guangwen, who had a long body in Yuli, suddenly became very important in Changzhou. Miss you. I feel pity for Qu Jia Ying from afar, and Zhang Yijun, a genius of simple learning. (Written by the father-in-law of Yu Ting in the Song Dynasty. Yu Ting Tou got a command from Chu Nan, "Wonderful Talent and Simple Learning", which he said twenty years ago, but it cannot be changed now.)

One hundred and four

Seventy rivers in Taihu Lake are ruins, and the three rivers are round and slanted, each with its own beginning. Shame and the dragon actually got into a fight, and they compiled a letter to Jia Qiao. (Chen Wuzhong's water conservancy policy came to power in Yulu Mountain in the same year. Jia Qiao, the son of Jia Quan, was a native of the Southern Song Dynasty. Both father and son wrote Sanwu Water Conservancy Books.)

One hundred and forty-one

The iron master's teaching skills are mediocre, but the iron master is quite effective in reciting the Buddha's name. After all, Master Xi is better than Kuang Zen. Master is now in my Lotus Kingdom. (Jiang Tiejunyuan was my first teacher in studying Buddhism. He passed away a year ago. I have not been able to repay his kindness for a thousand kalpas, but I wish him a happy rebirth in the Pure Land.)

One hundred and forty-two

The young man is sad and beautiful, mixed with heroic figures, and his twilight energy is decadent and he doesn’t know it. I cried on the road down Zhichong Mountain and copied Mei Ye's poem for the dowry. (My uncle Duan Youbai was buried in Zhiqiao Mountain, and all his poems were written down in his later years. Yu Shang holds a volume of his "Mei Yexuan Collection".)

One hundred and forty-three

A gentle man can speak of my family for sixty years with tears streaming down his face. When we met, we suddenly felt sad that our mother was here, and she repaid her kindness and wished her mother Kun Xian. (Jin Lao is the one who tried to protect and embrace you. She met again in Wuzhong at the age of eighty-seven. Ah, it was published in "Book of Rites·Nei Principles", which is mistakenly regarded as Ke in this edition. Bei Mu, published in "Contemplation of the Mind of the Original Life" "Sutra")

One hundred and forty-four

The Heavenly Teachings are sent down to the door, and the flesh and blood are indistinguishable. Thanks to the protective power of this branch, Ruo Ao is deeply grateful to his parents. (I went to Xiushui County to see the work of my seventh uncle again.)

One hundred and forty-five

There is a sparse roar in the Jingshan Mountain, and the wild burning is desolate and the public is hanging. Wherever I seek the power of the dragon and elephant again, the golden light shines in the west and east of Zhejiang. (Master Zibai of the Ming Dynasty engraved the Tripitaka, and the edition was in Jingshan. During the reign of Emperor Kangxi, it was moved from Jingshan to Shurangyan Temple in Jiaxing. Not even four of them survive today. I asked for printed copies of the Tiantai Sect’s books, but nothing was found.)

The one hundred and forty-sixth one

There are two images of the Tathagata hanging on the back of the Buddha. Nagarjuna and horses appeared in unison, and I heard the roar of the lion of the earth. (Worship the statues of Master Zibai and Ouyi.)

One hundred and forty-seven

The Taoist temple is full of rain and flowers, and the Changshui Sect style is present. Whenever you choose an opportunity to read live sentences, don't exchange words for mad Zen. (This is what the master of the Surangama Lectures said. The master has newly engraved it in the Ming Dynasty's book "Surangama Zongtong", hence the saying.)

One hundred and forty-eight

A long lineage Four-leafed Diao, Tan Jing Men Zuo Yu Cang Yao. How often do scholars meet Miao descendants? This blessing is the highest in this dynasty. (Visiting Prince Ren, the prefect of Jiaxing. Ziren, great-grandson of Duke Wensu, grandson of Shizhen, and son of our teacher Wenjian.)

One hundred and forty-nine

Only the generals will be ashamed of their sweat. Wet clothes, regretful that time has passed. The world is full of vicissitudes, and the mind is set, and everything in this life will be completely different.

(I arrived in Hangzhou on the 9th day of July. The family members were seventy-three years old, and they leaned against the door and looked at each other for a long time.)

The one hundred and fifty

The customs in the inner gate are still strong, and the young people Fight for the virtue of teeth. Wen Gong's famous teaching began in Sangzi. Where in the world is there not a river? (The adults of the family are traveling with sticks, and the young people in the house are all standing up.)

The one hundred and fifty-one

The Xiaobie Lake Mountain calamity in the outer world, and the survival is like attaining the third Zen. After Tai Zong's enlightenment, there was no coming or going, and humanity was in limbo for fourteen years.

One hundred and fifty-two

Although eastern Zhejiang is beautiful and too pure, the north is majestic or rough. Traveling across China to see the two rings, Wushuang is home after all.

One hundred and fifty-three

The years of relatives and friends are leisurely, and the lingering words of love are deleted. Can the dust of Donghua be washed away? On the tenth day of autumn, Jiuhu Mountain.

One hundred and fifty-four

In Gao Qiu, Wu Hongsheng took a ride by the West Lake. I lead the way through every hill and valley, and give my love to Beijing with heavy words. (At that time, it was known that the two envoys from central Zhejiang were not Wu Hongsheng. I wish the envoys to stop coming in other days.)

The one hundred and fifty-fifth one

Except Hongsheng and Huang Zi , exposed clothes and suddenly saw a yellow shirt. Article Fengyi carefully evaluates, how can Lingnan be reduced to the south of the Yangtze River? (Called Rongshi Bibu.)

The one hundred and fifty-sixth one

The family lived in Qiantang for four hundred springs, and the bandit generals were proud of the riverside. There are many allusions in a state, how many people can write a stick to watch the waves? (My Lord Attendant watched the tide on August 18th.)

One hundred and fifty-seven

Ask me when is the best day for Qingyou? I am waiting for the autumn tide outside the sweet-scented osmanthus wind. Suddenly, an old friend fell in love with her, it was Hongsheng and Zixiao. (Wu Hongsheng and Gushi Jiang Zixiao were also Xiaolian.)

One hundred and fifty-eight

The vultures are spitting out clouds at night, pointing out the old family tombs in the valley. Who am I to be ashamed of because of his famous teachings? I am ashamed to read Xi Zhi's tomb oath. (Cousin Wu Jiuyun, his ancestor lived under a vulture, drew a picture and begged for a poem. I had not arrived at Xianci Funeral Palace for fourteen years.)

One hundred and fifty-nine

The collection of essays on rural areas is an ancient pleasure, which can be read by secluded people. It is known that the peach blossoms in Langyuan are not as resistant to the cold weather as those in Xisong. (Meeting with Cao Ge Minzhen, Xu Wenzhen, Wang Yatai, Xiong Ji, and Chen Jue'an Chunxiao.)

One Hundred and Sixteen

The image of a stone house with a book in front of me, three generations and ten directions appear together body. Each holds a book and a pen, and each has a cave in the sky and a stone house in spring. (Ge Min used pictures to beg for questions in order to explain the False Guan gatha.)

The One Hundred and Sixty-One

How to go from false to empty Dharma, don’t ask me or answer. . If there are self-natures that are incompatible with each other, who will be in Buddhaland if they are incompatible with each other? (Teaching "Huayan" Yipinjing to the monks in the West Lake, he also said this verse.)

One hundred and sixty-two

Ten thousand scrolls of books in Zhenqi Hall, Jiuye during the Qianjia period Who is like that. When Ji Fangyu and Cui Yuanfang died, they shook hands and asked the silverfish from the east of the city. (Wang Xiaomi passed away, and saw that his brother Zhe was not a member of the village.)

One hundred and sixty-three

Those who share the same ancestor with me in Yanbei, I wish to be as old as my brother. Death. From now on, who can I talk to about ancient times? There is a setting sun outside Ma Po Lane. (Diaozongzhulou.)

One hundred and sixty-four

All the old people are looking at their clothes comfortably, and their father's teeth are not missing. Each has its own Qing Dynasty name and is well-known throughout the country. When spring comes, each of them will wear court clothes. (There are five seniors in the village who are in the country at that time, and their subjects and ages are comparable to those of the family members: Yao Liangfu and Chen Jianmu, two ministers, Zhang Yunchao, and two bachelors, Zhang Jingxuan and Hu Shunong.)

One hundred and sixty-five

I say that it is not a Buddhist thing to see guests off, and Master said that not seeing them off is not a Buddhist wisdom. Double photos are sent or not, the golden land of Qiaosong Temple. (I saw Master Cifeng again in Qiao Song'an. He asked me about the doubts about the Tai Sect, but he was deaf and did not answer. I sent him to the mountain gate and said goodbye. The master said seriously: This is the Dharma.)

One hundred and sixty-six< /p>

Chinese mad Zen is boiling, and the wisdom of a lamp continues as long as a thread. The wind of the clan has not yet rested in Lingshan, and it has already passed the time when the Pang family is still alive. (The layman Qian △'an died, and he obtained two volumes of "Zong Fan" written in his later years.) (Note: △, the author's original note.)

One hundred and sixty-seven

In the past, ancient texts were ordered from Zhenzhou, and flying dragons and poems were mixed. The family law of Jingsheng has always been different, and the rubbings are vague and unsatisfactory. (In the capital, Master Ruan Yuntai and his subordinates prepared two pots of commentary for the Marquis of Qi. This is why my master found a fine copy of the rubbings made by the Liuzhou monk and sent it to Xu Wenzang. It belongs to the other interpretation. Because of the Cambodian Wenzong.)

One hundred and sixty-eight

What happened after being closed for three days? I wrote pictures and birthday wishes and flattering poems. I wrote the preface and verses in two words, but my pen was bald and I took advantage of the heat of the wine.

The one hundred and sixty-nine

The moral truth of grinding is the difficulty of salvation, so reward me with a good book from the source. When Shigong's deputy Mo asked who his family name was, he sent the first one to Wu with a beard. (I wanted to send one part of the complete collection to Hong Sheng, but I didn’t finish it.)

One hundred and seventeen

The young man’s sorrow and joy are beyond human, and he sings and weeps for no reason at all. The strong man is surrounded by foolishness and cunning, and the childlike innocence comes back to him in a dream.

The one hundred and seventy-one

The 猰貐猰貐粐 has sharp teeth, please pray for the sacrifice of my ancestor for the tenth generation. I asked the Emperor to curse the ghosts, and the Asian camels and Wu Yang came to visit the chickens and hogs.

One hundred and seventy-two

The book dreamed that Yatuo was interested, and he would die in March next year. The great god made soup for the owl to kill his son, and burned incense to comfort the Shaohao family.

One hundred and seventy-three

Bijian came back to recommend a hair, and Shannan was happier than before. The old friends still protect each other underground and drive away the fox Laier Cao. (Congratulations to Zhu Dafa and Hong Shihua. They are the two people who guard the tombs of their ancestors. The funeral palace of my late mother is next to my ancestors, and the place is named Huayuanjeng.)

The One Hundred and Seventy-Four

Zhicheng The heroic spirit asks trivially, but it is impossible for him to write down the Yangqiu. The son of a hundred years old was named Yin Qinyi, and he could not bear to say that picking up stirrups was just a way of socializing. (Those who beg to leave a number in ink as a token of love in the future should fill in the appointment form.

Only those who wrote about the life and deeds of their ancestors were for family biographies and tomb lists, so they were scrutinized carefully and many manuscripts were saved. )

One hundred and seventy-five

Why don’t Qiong Lin accumulate a small amount of money? Xu Gong and I have raised this point, and even Zhu Tishan has no power. (In recent times, silver is expensive, and there are officials who suffer from it. The ancients said that millet is red and rotten, so the public treasury does not need to accept silver. This is what I argue. Xu Tiesun and Daling Rong's theory agrees with me.)

One hundred and seventy-six

The pigeons fly and sink, the bamboos and meat are noisy, and the waiter opens the clear bottle for ten days. The southeast cannot be without its joy, and Confucianism personally inscribed the fourth garden. (I passed Yan Xiaonong's Fuchunshan Pavilion and drank wine for ten days. The place was the villa of Shangshu of Jin Dynasty in the Ming Dynasty, and people in Hangzhou still called it Jin Yazhuang. I titled it the famous garden in the world, and Jin Yazhuang ranked fourth.)

There are two masters who collected books and records, and the catalog has been circulated for forty years. The teachers and friends are withered and exhausted, and every note of Yu Ling is like a thorn. (In tribute to Zhao, Jin, Zhai, Wei, and He Meng, Hua, and Yuanxi. The two monarchs were the ones who corrected Yu Xiang's "Jin Shi Ji Ben Ji".)

The One Hundred and Seventy-Eight

The Sons Talk about Fanjia When the maid talks about military affairs, her father will be frightened by the news. Lai is waving his whip and reciting good lines, which are the only poems that are circulated in the countryside. (On the day of arriving home, it has long been passed down to those who left the capital to leave poems, and there are often rumors that "the poems have arrived".)

One hundred and seventy-nine

Wu Lang and I don't know him, but I know Wu Lang's paintings. In addition, if Rongtian says something, I will find Chang'an in Hanyuan Palace. (My sister, Yuesheng, was a young woman when I parted ways with me, and now she is widowed. My sister-in-law, Wu Lang, has never met me. Yuesheng used his portrait to beg for inscriptions, because he said this verse.)

One hundred and eighty

The name of the family and its anecdotes have been known for hundreds of years, and people on the island worship the master. Such a genius finally gave the order, and when I returned, the silverfish were scattered. (Diaoli Jianshan was born in the same year as Yingnan. Jianshan was born in Shunde, and he was an official in Pingyang Order. He died in Hangzhou.)

His One Hundred and Eighty-One

Huini was from the same family and returned to the same family. Don't look down on your friends. My plan is in my heart, but you have made it clear from your mouth. (Chen Shuofu is a talented person, and he is clear and sharp in planning things for me, which is enough to win the love of good friends.)

The One Hundred and Eighty-Two

The autumn wind made Zhang Han's plan go wrong, and it was the year of red beans. Years pass by. I know how much I missed my return date. Eleven degrees of a toad is not much. (The following six out of ten poems were written in memory of people in Hangzhou.)

The One Hundred and Eighty-Three

The heartfelt news crossed the Yangtze River and the Huaihe River, and the red tears flowed into the waves to avoid the guests. It has been known throughout the ages that Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty said that it is hard to find a good person but the beginning is the best.

One hundred and eighty-four

The small building faces Phoenix Mountain, and the shadow of the mountain lingers low among the dark shadows. Today, there is a dowry mirror in the window, and the king of space comes to witness the hair spots on the temples.

One hundred and eighty-five

Petite and gentle, she has six relatives, Aunt Lan and Sister Qiong each have their own towels. Jiuquan is willing to be famous for being crazy, and his art is like the God of Needles and the God of Luo.

The one hundred and eighty-sixth one

My mother-in-law told me about my return when I saw her again. She was looking forward to my return even though she was sick. If you want to send me a gift without any reason, I will give you a sweat towel, money bag, pillow jacket.

One hundred and eighty-seven

Yunying has spent her years unmarried, and her thoughts have been passed down by her mother. To pay for the resentment of three lifetimes, Xu Nong slept in a jade coffin.

One hundred and eighty-eight

Hangzhou custom is to make orchid basins and chant Sanskrit in green wax and gold furnaces. I said the three-character gatha of Tiantai, and Sheng Niang paid homage to the ascetic.

One hundred and eighty-nine

While the remaining velvet piles were being embroidered on the window, the wise maid discussed giving a ring. But I went to beg for the portrait of Cui Hui and copied a frame again for Qiu Shan.

One hundred and nineteen

The poems of the past linger in the soul, and they continue to swim wildly to wipe away the traces of tears. The maidservant in the lotus-flowered shirt still comes out of Kinmen with baskets and carriages.

The one hundred and ninety-one

The small seal of Pan Kui is engraved with coral, and the small characters of Gao Hua are in Han Dynasty. It was originally a gift from Kuang Sheng's comic book, and the six dynasties' inscriptions are all engraved together.

One hundred and ninety-two

The origins of the Flower God Temple and Narcissus Temple are unknown. But he added stone carvings to Xiling and wrote a stele of a girl in parallel prose.

The one hundred and ninety-three

The little maid speaks savagely, her autumn clothes are red and her tears are flowing. The eyebrow marks are slightly curved and curved, and it is difficult for a maid to be like a madam.

One hundred and ninety-four

The soul of my daughter is completely restored, and the beauty of the lake and mountains is restored. The flowers in the incense burner and vase are broken again and again, and he sees difficulties after difficulties in his life.

One hundred and ninety-five

How blessed will the heaven be to Mo Mei, when the lakes and mountains of life and death are in their full glory. The ice and snow leave no trace of spiritual energy, and the female immortals do not compose poems descending from the altar.

One hundred and ninety-six

Thirteen degrees the flowers in the stream are red, one hundred and eighty the Xixi bell rings. The vicissitudes of your family and your life are short, but it doesn't matter to me.

Their one hundred and ninety-seven

The Xixi bell rings one hundred and eighty, and the stream flowers turn red at thirteen degrees. Whether it is kindness or resentment, it has no nature, and the soul is hazy in Mingxiang's mind.

One hundred and ninety-eight

The Yuling Mausoleum of Jiangdong Department was founded, with strange books and strange stones. Whoever stays behind in the ten years of pine and bamboo will be the ZTE when crossing south. (Restored villa.)

One hundred and ninety-nine

I want to cultivate bamboo in the wild winter, and I have to waste money from my neighbors to buy bamboo shoots. This is Shang Yang's order to reclaim the land. It is not the same as cutting out the ground and opening the edge by mistake. (To expand the villa.

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