Evening as the rain still slender, dead of night, no wind turn serious. Danjue quilt coverlet, such as splashing water, I wonder if the courtyard is the heap of salt. Xiao-color book proclaimed just before dawn to midnight, the sound down draw cold eaves. Sweep test to see Malta in northern Taiwan, is not buried with no dual tip. At the beginning of the beginning of the city turned the first crow, Mo Ching mud has no car. Frozen corn from the United Yuk cold, light shake Yinhai look unfamiliar flowers. Thousands of feet into the earth to be left behind locust, there are a few places wheat Lian. Power back from the rude poems old and sick, empty icicle Yin Yi Liu fork.