He was a self-centered and willful literary young man. When he was sent to Chenzhou, he lamented, "It's so cold in the spring when the lonely house is closed, and the sun sets in the dusk amid the sound of cuckoos. The plum blossoms are sent by post, and the fishes pass on the elements. There are countless regrets built up to build this. Chenjiang is lucky to have his own life." Around Chenshan Mountain, for whom did I go down to Xiaoxiang?" Wang Guowei's favorite words are "awful", which can be said to be sad and sad. Qin Guan built his sorrow and pain into bricks and walls, and locked himself in them. Su Shi's favorite words are "Chen Jiang", saying that even ten thousand talents in the world cannot compare to Qin Guan. Who could ask such an innocent question like him? The water of Chenjiang River flows around Chenshan Mountain. You two are such a beautiful couple, but for whom are you flowing away now? The most lingering love words are all nonsense, and the most beautiful poems are all lies. However, such a tone caused a sensation at the time. This lyric won the annual Golden Song Award for Best Lyricist. Not only Su Shi, Huang Tingjian, Kong Zhongping, Li Zhiyi and other literary figures logged on to Qin Guan's blog to post comments, but also female writers across the country Qing Geng was fascinated by it, and she devoted all her excess motherly energy to him.
When Qin Guan cries, the whole world becomes sad.
His words are as touching as his person. Qin Guan, who is sentimental and affectionate, is the elixir of literature, but the arsenic of making a wife.
Regarding his wretched wife, he really treated her as if she were completely invisible, and instead devoted his passion to all the vixens. His scandals were more colorful than Jay Chou's.
Qin Guan went to Shaoxing and stayed at the Penglai Pavilion, a five-star hotel. He fell in love with a geisha at a carnival party and the two slept together. Qin Guan wrote an article on Weibo. As usual, he first talked about the weather and environment. "The mountains are covered with light clouds, and the sky is covered with decaying grass... Outside the setting sun, jackdaws are counting, and water is flowing around the isolated village." It is worthy of being a high-end person. The hotel, the poetry of this hardware, finally comes to the point, "Ecstasy. At this moment, the sachet is secretly removed, the Luo belt is lightly divided, and the brothel survives." The clothes are taken off, and there is a cloud and rain. I, Qin I gained pleasure from watching and gained reputation ------who is the most popular prostitute in the world instead of me? Next, of course, I pat my B*tt and leave, "When will I see you again? There are crying marks on my sleeves and in the air. I can see the injured area from the high city, and the lights are already dusk." I don't know when the next time you sleep will be. Yue, I'm so sad.
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