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The 90 days have come.

I have long been intolerable of this number that was added to me without permission.

Ten thousand points is ten thousand points. I changed the name.

A word worth a thousand dollars hahaha.

What name should I change?

I thought of a lot.

"Holding hands and looking into tearful eyes, I was speechless and choked."

"Tears Behind Bars", "Dancing Girl's Tears", Song of Burial Flowers...etc.

In fact, I can't think of a name that I particularly like or am satisfied with.

Just think about it, think about it.

After making the changes, I was dumbfounded.

I just found out that the reader’s name is CD-ROM for 90 days, and the author’s name is CD-ROM for 60 days.

What a divine operation.

We can only wait for the next reincarnation.

Maybe next time I can change my name, I will find a new name.

It's really nerve-wracking.

Or maybe it won’t change.

At first, I thought of Ginzhu's candlelight from Ichimaru Gin, but abbreviating it actually deviated from the original meaning...

Let me share some ancient poems. I copied them. I don’t know if there are any omissions.

autumn evening

Tang Dynasty: Du Mu

The autumn light of the paints the screen coldly, and the light fan blows at the flowing fireflies.

The sky is as cold as water at night, and I lie down to watch Altair and Vega.

Yinzhu

Ming Yang Shen

Silver candle.

Silver candle.

The brocade tent has a single shadow.

I was left speechless and lost my soul.

The drizzle and the slanting wind cover the door.

The door is closed, the door is closed, all the cold cities will be updated.

One of two songs to say goodbye to friends on a spring night

Tang Dynasty: Chen Ziang

Silver candles spit out green smoke, and golden bottles match the banquet.

When you leave the hall, you miss the piano and the harp; when you leave the hall, you wander around the mountains and rivers.

The bright moon is hidden behind the tall trees, and the long river is hidden from the dawn sky.

Youyou Luoyang asked, in what year will this meeting take place?

Xiao Langan was in Phoenix Pond last year

Yuan Dynasty: Sadura

Last year, I was in the Phoenix Pond, playing silk with s at night. The fragrance of the sinking water disappeared, the pear clouds dreamed warm, and the embroidered curtains in the deep courtyard hung down.

This year's cold night in the south of the Yangtze River, who knows what's on my mind. The willows are soft in the wind, the begonias are pale in the moonlight, and I am alone in the dark.

Looking at Jiangnan at dusk in March

Song Dynasty: Wu Wenying

At dusk of March, the flowers are falling and the love is even stronger. People go to the swings to hang around the moon, and the horses stop and the willows hiss tiredly in the wind. There are empty boats painted on the banks of the embankment.

Drunk and drunken, the long day is spent outside the small curtain. The swallows return outside the at night, and the orioles sing in the green shade. There is no place to find the remaining red.

Ruan Lang returns to the palace, his waist is covered with green pines

Song Dynasty: Qin Guan

The green pines curling around the waist of the palace are seen in the depths of the night hall. The unprovoked s are dimmed in the autumn wind, and they are so connected that they can be heard secretly.

There is hatred in the body, endless hatred, the stars sink into the sky. The water flows from the long head to the west and east, and the good times are like a dream.

Geng Lezi Beijiang Tower

Tang Dynasty: Wen Tingyun

The tower behind the river is facing the sea and the moon is shining. The horns on the city are whimpering. The willows on the embankment are moving, the island is dimmed by smoke, and the two rows of geese are divided.

Jingkou Road, Guifan Ferry, is where Fang Fei wants to spend time. The is gone, the jade rope is low, and there is a sound of village chicken.

Happy Migration Oriole Xiao Yue Pendant

Five Dynasties: He Ning

The dawn moon is falling, the clouds are hanging over the sky, the s are hanging on the brocade screen. The jade rope is low when the bell of the founding chapter is moved, and the flowers are leaking out of the palace late.

The spring is light, and there are two swallows, and the red sun is getting longer and longer. The oriole is about to give up, and it is flying on the branches of thousands of years.

Yan Ji Qu

Yuan Dynasty: Sadura

The daughter of Yanjing is sixteen or seventeen, her face is as red as flowers, and her eyes are as red as paint.

The fragrance of orchids fills the road, and horse dust flies, and the green armbands are dripping with beauty.

The spring breeze shakes the heart of spring, and the brocade zither and stand high in the hall.

The embroidered quilt is not warm, the brocade mandarin duck dreams, the purple curtain hangs down and the foggy sky sinks.

Who cherishes the passing of the fragrant years? Like water, sleepy spring makes people tired of washing.

A light rain comes at night and the street is moistened, and the poplar flowers in the courtyard can't fly.

Golden Banana Leaf, Drinking Pingyang at Night

Song Dynasty: Liu Yong

I drank at Pingyang at night, added s, and whirled the beauties. I couldn't help laughing, and the beautiful songs continued one after another. It was almost like the sky and the earth were covered.

The golden banana leaves are covered with golden waves. It is not late yet, and I am already completely drunk. There is a romantic movement in the dark, which is hidden under the light, and is all over the two rows of pearls and emeralds.

Thousands of years make me want to be romantic

Song Dynasty: Anonymous

I miss you so romantically, so charming in all kinds of ways. I hate how easy it is to be apart. I want to write the meaning of lovesickness on the incense paper, and the tears of lovesickness drop on the incense paper. The painting hall is deep, the s are dark, and the double doors are closed.

It seems that the joy of the day will be fulfilled someday. May we meet again soon and renew our vows. Do not mix the beautiful scenery and the good time lightly. The mandarin ducks are sleeping in the mandarin duck tents and the mandarin ducks are sleeping on the mandarin duck pillows. It seems to be lying on the ground, and it will stay on the ground for a long time.

frost sky dawn corner

Song Dynasty: Wu Qian

There is a cluster of plum blossoms and thousands of candles. They illuminate the beauty and beauty, which is not enough to see or sing about.

I wanted to stay with Hua Hua, but I was detained by the official. I want to ask about my return to the south of the Yangtze River. I have a dream tonight and it is difficult to restrain me.

Good things are coming soon

Song Dynasty: Lu You

Living in the human world, painting s in the building every night. Who can see the five-cloud elixir stove, where the yellow buds are beginning to ripen.

The spring breeze returns to the Purple Emperor's tour, and the East China Sea feasts in the valley. After entering, I will give you the peach blossoms, and I will give you thousands of dendrobiums in the jade dust.

Thousands of years old

Song Dynasty: Su Shi

A light frost invades the green. My hair is still freshly shaved. The crown is straight and the scarf is horizontal. The beauty pities me for being old. She has a jade hairpin with yellow chrysanthemums. The autumn dew is heavy, and the pearls fall off the sleeves with lingering fragrance.

The person sitting on the seat is like jade. The flowers reflect the flesh of the flowers. The bees and butterflies are in chaos and fly towards each other. Even if the people are healthy next year, it will be difficult to return to this meeting. You need to look carefully. The moon will come in the evening and the will appear.

poppy

Song Dynasty: Yan Jidao
To be continued...