Chapter 3 Inscription by Li Haoran

In the past, I read novels written by Hen Shui, and ridiculed Getai Cuan's performance of Bao Dai.The words are many and meaningful, so it is the person I like the most.This year, you wrote it for "News", so you have to read it day and night.At the end of winter, Jun came to the south and met with joy. After ten years of friendship, he began to comfort his hunger.Those who talk about novels in the world may admire the far west and despise the chapter style, but in fact they are specialized in art and impartial in reason.The works of foreign lands are complicated and complicated, with profound meanings, and the police strategy can be called; but the lingering and pathetic length, it may not be in the middle of the earth, there are many people who manipulate the gossip, and Chen Chen Xiangyin is annoying.If you write this work, there are only a few people who wrote it, and it is only one year old.Sorrows and joys look for each other, wandering low and forever, letting go of one person or one thing, closing your eyes and thinking about it, walking and smiling, as if in a trance, as if you have seen and heard.But the reflection of life, without embellishment, with endless natural perception, how inferior is it to the world's famous masterpieces.A separate edition will be published today. The Duhe belongs to Yu Weiwen. Because of the price of the famous work, it is already in the population, so there is no need to repeat it.Yuan took the record in the book, divided the official affairs into people, and formed four small poems.For example, the brocade with toothpicks is used as a helper for decoration.

Passionate love is deep like drunk, infinitely warm, only self-increasing haggard.The mountains cover the setting sun and the flowers are beside the water, the lyrics are melancholy and charming.The shadow of the sword flutters in the sky and falls again, the heart is broken and the dusk, a song of sad autumn tears, double photos of silver and wine bottles, the joy of joy should be full of sorrow. (Fan Jiashu) The chivalrous love has long been tied up by Rousi, who cares about her every day, and Xiao Lang faces her every day.I don't know that time is easy to change, and it is overwhelming for people.In the middle of the night, Ji Mi is Lang, but Nong is Zhong Jian.The wisp of hair is left behind by Jun Mo Lian, and the world is far away through the window. (Guan Xiugu)

Born Xiaojiaohan with painting drums and titles of songs and books, how can I know the suffering of wandering and wandering.A moment of sour wind and jealous rain, who is mistaken by the lamb.After flying, the green clam is ignorant, and the white galleon is ruthless, ruining it with mud.The book in the tent is empty and sobbing, but those who cherish flowers have no owners. (Shen Fengxi) Shanglue's cloud clothes are also embroidered, with long eyebrows painted in buckets, and the spirit of laughter is flying.It's the same cold spring and two shadows together, Xuangui has a blurred dream in vain.Cover your tears and get on the car with your towel and sleeves, dance and dance, but eat Yipu offerings.Yinshu meets Han Yeyong again, and Hualou finally sees amphibious phoenix. (He Lina) Modern Chinese Writer──Zhang Henshui