Chapter 4 The fourth out of Kamizuka

[Yutiao·Wangwu Township] [Birth] The mood is declining, and the market is stagnant in the British years.Where does life turn around?When obedient and obedient, the man's wish is broken, and he talks about his ambitions.Taking care of the industry, every time I feel sorry for myself, I fail my family Yuedan. [Chaozhongcuo] During the Qingming Festival, there is a sound of rain, and the tide is rushing across the sand.Being looked down upon by pear blossoms, life is bitterly in love with the end of the world.Jiangshan Xinmei is not my man, and it is always a pity to play.If you break a branch of willow, whose house will you insert it in?Xiaosheng's surname is Xu Mingxuan, and his surname is Jinxian.People from Tonglu, Yanzhou.Biaosen Yushu is just in the year of Luo; the traces are turned to Peng, and you are still a guest of Yiliu.It's Nai Chunxuan who died early, her family fortune is in vain, Qin and Jin Dynasties are not in harmony, and she is alone and helpless.There is only one older sister, who is married to Li Junfu of Qiantang.My brother-in-law works as a fast horse in the county. Although he is in the public family, he is quite righteous.Seeing that I was in a state of desperation and nothing could be accomplished, he recommended me to Wang Yuanwai's Herbal Medicine Shop in Tixian Lane for physiology. Although it is not a long-term strategy, I will settle down for the time being.Today is the Ching Ming Festival, and the weather is fine. If you want to pay respects to your parents' graves, what's the point? 〔Business〕

[Osmanthus Fragrance] Liu Kai's blue eyes, Tao Shu's smiling face, the age is three points, and the personnel is half worried.Ashes fly like butterflies, ashes fly like butterflies, my life is lamentable!Look at today, how many people sacrifice and sweep, how lively are the public and flute drums, but I am alone, with a single shadow, showing my emptiness and aspirations, and I am ashamed at Qingxiao. While talking, I didn't realize that the next time was coming.Looking at the forest in the distance, it is in front of you, and you can't help but walk a step. At the dawn of the Qingming Festival, there is smoke in thousands of houses, and people in the suburbs of Wangbiao pay homage to the ancient temple.Guo Yun

And going up to Qiantang Lake, Bai Juyi and wild begonias are falling in the wind.Zhang Renbao