Poems about songbirds

The warbler is an animal. This is a poem about warblers.

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Seeing the snow and ice all over the sky, the cold hit Wu Chu.

Lights meet the road, fish and dragons are all over the city, but it is the old year flower dance.

What a melancholy mood, listening to the fishing drum.

Looking at the bright moon, loneliness in the cold is human nature.

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On the shore, the cold water is still flowing, and I am listening to the ship in the distance.

The green trees are in bud, the spring breeze is ready to go, and the jade raft slowly returns to Pu Yin.

Today, the brocade sail is being raised, and it is flying in the sky.

Cross the ferry near Tianjin, overlooking Cangshan and Bihai, and stroll through the clouds!