Hehe, it s the New Year, everyone plays games, writes a word, and the word card is a high balcony

High Balcony is also known as "Qing Chunze". One hundred words, four flat rhymes before and after the piece, and there are also those who add a rhyme at the two knots and three word beans.

In the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace.

The middle is flat, the middle is flat.

In the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace, in the middle, in the peace.

Ping Ping, Zhong Ping Ping, Zhong Ping Ping.

Ping Ping Ping, Ping Ping,

The middle is flat, the middle is flat.

In the middle of the peace, in the middle of the peace, in the middle, in the peace.

Ping Ping, Zhong Ping Ping, Zhong Ping Ping.

The night lingers in the river, the clear stream is twilight, and the evening breeze is attached to the incense.

Jinmei one after another, leaving behind the dust and frost.

The swallow is looking for the old nest to die, how to find it?

Falling bright, ancient and withered vines, sad like smoke.

The lonely boat is tied to a thousand hates, the reeds are swaying and bending, and the smile is in a foreign land.

The geese passed silently, and the gonghou song sent to Changxiang.

The incense is scattered and the smoke is around, and the quiet wind blows, and the cool clothes are lightly pounded.

Don't be sad, walk behind the door, and walk to the end of the world.

Ahem,It's really bad.,I'll delete it in order not to take up space.,,Actually, crazy people can simply say four words.,'It's all bad'.。

But the madness has a little misunderstanding.。。

Drag the grid over.,It's not that you don't think you don't know the rhythm.,But for other lyricists.,The grid will be more convenient here.。。

Staying here, I hope it can be in the eye, and I will come back to change it, but if I can't get into the eye, I should throw bricks and lead the way.

I remember that I used to read the words written by Nalan Xingde, and then I felt a lot of feelings, and I wrote some, and now I will re-get the artistic conception to this (high balcony) landlord to give an opinion.

The solitary shadow is long, the wound is like that, and the candle red is mixed with the moon and the light is clear.

The wind hits the window, and the heart is broken.

The fragrance of flowers fills the wine, and the drink does not return, and the words are reincarnated.

From the flat micro, lotus step corridor, strong memory of who hurts.

The round lake trembles with the moon and the water is long, a line of tears falls, and the paper is burned to fly ashes.

Transferred to the palace businessman, it is difficult to chase after drunk singing and dancing.

The light smoke has passed away, and the people are beautiful, and the broken man is sad, day and night.

The moon clouds are black, the cup of love is broken, and the year is gently pushed.

Note: Flexure (NAO) second tone.

Learn now, sell now.

If it's not well written, don't laugh.

The moon is cold and empty, the snow is sparse and the forest is sparse, and the cold light is annoying.

Huang Qi's window face, the moss shadow is mottled and stained with frost.

Reminiscing about the past, hand in hand with the same place, talking and laughing, Mu is like a pair of mandarin ducks.

Hating the present, Chen Jing melted away, listening to the wind and complaining.

However, where to find Jiafang now, after Nianyi people went, they wandered alone.

Every book splashes ink, and the empty lamentation is difficult to relax.

Back to the drunken dream sadness, the red kite floats, and the fragrance of the sky.

When I woke up, there were only tears, and there was an empty room.

The high balcony is red in spring, the cold smoke locks the willows, and the light is near the water.

Yuhu ice curtain eaves dripping waterfall people.

There are still stumps of snow in Qiongyuan, and the dark fragrance is difficult to detect by wind and frost.

This scenery is half a day away, and the love is leisure.

Whether life is reincarnated is a record of all kinds of overlapping and trivial dreams.

often sigh day and night, how can he take pity on Jiahua.

Ascend only wish that the spring will stay in the prayer Dongjun and stay here to keep her.

Could it be that some idiots are in vain.

Well, what is that master, I've been asking questions lately, and I'm not going to be able to answer a question and change it again I wish Baixiao a happy day! Okay, then help me take a look, thank you first

I'm a game fan, playing games all day long, I really can't help it, I can only smash the computer, and the juvenile computer is white, empty and sad!

Mine won't be here to make a fool of me, I'll send it to you. The four upstairs are all done with their hearts. Choose the answer based on how you feel.

What does it mean to have a high balcony (o Ahh It's too profound.

So be it, wait.