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What poems describe cherry blossoms?
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Record of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.
Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Back to the State on a Snowy Night" has a clear path and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
DuDu mansion of snow scattered on the bamboo in the sunset, residual snow scattered in the mountains. Tang Han's bookstore will write a poem outside the front garden of the book. He cut a pile of snow on the flat ground into more than two Li Hua poems: "Spring comes to compete for luxury, especially in Luo Yang Garden. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" only saw dark clouds on the ridge and snow on the rocks, which was already very shocking. Thousands of peaks have thousands of Yushu trees and thousands of pines. When Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue" entered the room, I sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six out".
Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade. Tang Gao's "Welcome to Snow" knows that the night snow is heavy and the bamboo is broken. Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" says: "I am shocked by the cold, and I see the window bright.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. "Turn the bead curtain over the powder wall, which is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost, and write the scene of falling snow.
Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on Snow" was defeated by Yulong 3 million, with broken bones flying all over the sky. Yulong: Describe flying snow. Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another.
Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem "Snow" from Xiqing Poetry Talk, which is not thousands of miles away and selfless in the world: Yu. Geng's snow
2. What are the poems about snow or cherry blossoms? Hehe, the dream of cherry blossoms (1) pink flowers make passers-by shy and diligent, and bloom together. In April, cherry blossoms come first. (2) Sitting under the cherry blossoms, the fragrance is overflowing and enjoying a romantic trip. Ann may be late. In the Yuan Sakura Garden, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, which is fascinating. The dream of cherry blossoms is very long. I always thought that only in the eastern island countries can I see cherry blossoms in full bloom. Silent sigh, romantic. Cherry blossoms came to HKUST's campus. I heard about the cherry blossoms in the garden. I came here to miss the cherry blossom season, walked through the cold winter, walked through the snow twice, and finally walked into the beautiful pink world. The cherry blossoms on the branches are swaying in the wind and reflected in the clear pool water. How many romantic and beautiful winds blow the cherry blossoms, and the pink cherry blossoms float into the bottom of my heart, responding to the charm of the sun. If flowers drift with the tide, people downstream will even indulge in pink romance and be displaced among flowers. The ground is full of joy, the rain is intoxicating, the petals are weak, and the petals are weak. How to go through the storm, flowers bloom and fall, and flowers fall in Japan. Cherry blossoms wander alone in the garden, looking at the tourists in pairs. They are sad and indifferent, forgetting the charm of cherry blossoms and slowly leaving. Silently sigh, cherry blossoms are hanging on the branches, and the clear lake is full of flowers with petals along with the running water. Stop and make a phone call. I haven't seen you for days. I miss those layers of accumulation and words. Visitors in cherry blossoms are frequently drunk and fascinated by flowers and trees. They will always be with the wind, falling leaves, dancing flowers and swaying cherry blossoms, making happy people sad.
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's "A Winter Night's Record of Hu Jushi's Home" is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.
Tang Song Wenzhi's Snow in the Garden Should Be Made was swallowed up by the sound of water and ice, but the sand road was covered with snow. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way Back to the State on a Snowy Night" has a clear path and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is white and cold, and snowflakes are as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
DuDu mansion of snow scattered on the bamboo in the sunset, residual snow scattered in the mountains. Tang and Han Bookstore will write a book outside the courtyard (poem). Who will cut the snow on the ground into two plum flowers and write a poem: "Spring will compete for luxury, especially in Luo Yang Garden. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" only saw dark clouds on the ridge and snow on the rocks, which was already very shocking. Thousands of peaks have thousands of Yushu trees and thousands of pines. When Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue" entered the room, I sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six out".
Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade. Tang Gao's "Welcome to Snow" knows that the night snow is heavy and the bamboo is broken. Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" says: "I am shocked by the cold, and I see the window bright.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. "Turn the bead curtain over the powder wall, which is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost, and write the scene of falling snow.
Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on Snow" was defeated by Yulong 3 million, with broken bones flying all over the sky. Yulong: Describe flying snow. Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another.
Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem "Snow" from Xiqing Poetry Talk, which is not thousands of miles away and selfless in the world: Yu. Geng's snow
3. Poems praising winter cherry blossoms 1. The fragrance is shocking, but the cherry blossoms are light (Song Dynasty's anonymous "Huanxisha")
2. The cherry buds in Los Angeles were at that time (Song Luyou, Partridge Sky).
March is the season when all flowers are in full bloom, so let's go into March and enjoy the most beautiful and representative "flower fairy"-cherry blossoms!
He is wearing a white dress with a silver fine pattern at the bottom and a big lotus pattern looming on the white dress. A white silk thread tied with more than half of dark blue hair hangs high behind the head, and the black eyes under the arch eyebrows are like indelible ink.
It's spring, it's the season of cherry blossom. From a distance, all trees are like snow. These layers are so dense that they are going to bend the branches. The golden sun shines on the thin and transparent petals, as if they were white? Like pink again? The afternoon wind blows slowly, cherry blossoms fall like rain, and a silent dance like broken gold jumps before my eyes.
6. The cherry tree has produced beautiful cherry blossoms and beautiful and sad love. Love will eventually wither, which is the unchangeable fate of good things. Beauty and transience coexist, just like cherry blossoms.
7. I am like a devout believer, looking for a secluded place, drifting lightly, afraid of disturbing the dream of fairyland, just quietly feeling the inner fragrance and the beauty that only I can appreciate.
8. Someone once told me that cherry blossoms are at their best, not when they are in full bloom, but when they are about to wither. The small petals of that flower are withering in the air. Sad sentence
9. The month before the cherry blossoms fall (Tang Liyu Xie Xinen)
10, not every effort will be rewarded, but every effort must be paid, which is an unfair and irreversible proposition.
1 1, wherever you go, cherry blossoms press branches (Yue, entering the village)
12. Red cherry blossoms grow in the north of Xiaoshi Road. Clusters of red cherry blossoms are as red as bleached, with light red leaves as a foil. From a distance, they look like the morning glow. South of Xiaoshi Road are white cherry blossoms. White cherry blossoms are as white as little white cloud, and red stamens are dotted among them, as if there are countless pink gems embedded in white silk, which are really picturesque against the green leaves!
13, sigh, the stunner in this flower can interpret the fleeting good times so thoroughly, so spotless! Life is like this, but it is also a short and fragrant life. I quietly reached out a hand to pick up the fallen cherry blossoms. A cherry blossom petal fell on my palm, and she just lay quietly in my staring eyes. The white petals are pink, still crystal clear and elegant, spotless and extremely transparent, and there is no bitterness of "flowers bloom and flowers fall all over the sky, and the soul disappears and the fragrance is broken".
14, among the cherry trees on both sides, the dense petals are like bridges, unopened buds, three flowers in a group, five flowers in a group, tightly hugged together, really like inseparable brothers and sisters. Cherry blossoms bloom in spring, blooming on the branches, and the flower shape is similar to that of wintersweet. Although there is no breath of wintersweet, it is enchanting and fragrant. When spring comes, he always lets a hundred flowers blossom, bringing people the first fragrance of spring.
15, at that moment, I seemed to hear the sound of the world collapsing.
4. Poems describing cherry blossoms On the cherry blossoms, willows are beside the green pool; In the sound of swallows, acacia is another year.
-Modern Zhou Enlai.
"There is a new kind of red cherry tree in the small garden, which is easy to wander among the flowers."
-Don Bai Juyi
Mourning Zheng with the urgent management, cherry blossoms hang down the shore forever.
How long have the cherry blossoms been in bloom? Willow, green and pink are unknown.
I advise you to spend the holidays in Fang Fei, Mo Wen, so the storm in your hometown will be miserable.
-Tang Li Shangyin
I am playing the shakuhachi flute at the head of Chunyu Building. When will I return to Zhejiang Tide?
No one knows the broken bowl of mango shoes. Which bridge did you cross?
-Modern Sussman
Song giver
A new word sounds like a pearl, and turning your throat is suspected of hitting a coral.
There is something in the sitting part when listening, but there is nothing in the cherry blossom leaves after singing.
Han Pu disdains the taste of vanity, facing how Joan uses waste.
Whoever wants to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
-Tang Xueneng
5. Is there a poem about the urgent use of cherry trees under the cherry trees (create it yourself, be graceful)-it's a song. In the shade of a tree, a cicada landed beside you, slipped forward in panic and jumped on my shoulder. Now you are shy and look like a cherry blossom. You missed two wonderful years of high school. I hope your youth will remain unchanged until today. I still remember the cherry blossoms in full bloom, but I still don't understand how to express my love to you. When early spring comes, I agree to continue to look forward to people in this great era. I was in love once, and I didn't realize it until the stamen fell. This is love that I have never been in love before, but there is a warmth of returning home. I can't listen to your songs carefully along the bicycle lane. I can't listen to your feelings again and again. I don't know how to maintain the wrong friendship. I have no choice but to be too loyal. I still remember that the cherry blossoms are still in full bloom, and I haven't learned to express my love to you. When early spring comes, I close my eyes and look forward to the future. I have participated in several competitions in this great era. I have been in love, waiting to tell you the love you never loved. You are sad and happy. How fast the street women who have not been demolished have gone with the years. If the cherry blossoms bloom again one day, I can show my love to you. On that day, the garden has been replaced by moss all over the ground. If one day, I take a tram outside the door and cross the ocean to take a quick look at you. I didn't pay attention to the flowers tomorrow. The Cherry Tree opened yesterday-I came to the garden alone, where there were two cherry trees and a girl in a purple shirt. But today, only the cherry trees are swaying in the wind alone-the park with cherry trees is on my way to school. I often meet her on my way to school. A girl with long black hair and a purple shirt. Whenever I pass by her, I will smell the faint fragrance like cherry blossoms, and sometimes I will see her pure smile like cherry blossoms. She always sits under the cherry tree. Her back and the blooming cherry blossoms make up a beautiful picture. Many encounters let us get to know each other. From the conversation, I learned that her name is Evie, from Anhui, and she has been here with her father for two years. Her father works and she goes to school. So, in the season of cherry blossoms falling, we talk about the future and ideals. At this time, she always smiles sweetly, her eyebrows are slightly tilted, and her pupils are as clear as spring water. Cheeks are as red as cherry blossoms. Our friendship grows and grows like a cherry blossom-but one day, on a rainy day in Mao Mao, I saw her holding a small orange umbrella and standing silently in the drizzle, with a delicate posture like a graceful cherry tree in the drizzle. "I can't come in the future." "Why?" "My father was left on the construction site by a steel pipe. What are you going to do? " "Go back to your hometown." "Back to that mountain?" She nodded silently. There was silence, only the sound of rain. I know that if she goes, it will be another situation, maybe it will be very difficult, and maybe she will not even be able to go to school. But what can a pupil like me do except silently shed a few tears for her? It's still raining, and the cherry trees in the rain are trembling slightly. The warm sunshine touches this small town like the loving hands of the old man, and the fragrance of summer lotus is floating in the air. I got up the courage to come to this park full of cherry trees alone. Birds are chirping happily. The grass is green, and the fragrance comes to my face. I felt dejected and went to the big tree that was once full of cherry blossoms and stopped intently. The girl in a purple shirt used to sit here quietly reading. Her long black hair sparkled like tassels. Her curved eyebrows, big eyes, small and stubborn mouth and pale face are as beautiful as hibiscus in clear water. Sometimes she will show a pure and faint smile. The scene is so warm and touching. Now, the tree is still there, and people have gone. When the wind blows, only a few yellow cherry blossoms are left. It's like I'm telling a girl's story, Mika Nakashima's "When Cherry Blossoms Fly"-the song "When Cherry Blossoms Fly, I can't stand alone". When the color of young leaves blooms, my thoughts begin to churn, losing everything and flowing to you. Only the trees around us stare at us and tell us that life will not stay for a certain period of time. When the color of dead leaves is rendered around you, the time spent becomes love, and I just want to protect the trees around me. My wish is to gently sprinkle the fallen leaves on us again, and soon the season will take us to other places. I just wish I could really embrace the moment quietly. When the color of snow covers the earth, even my thoughts will be lost, and my footprints will disappear like silent pranks. I just hope this wish can surround our tree and protect me. Let's be together forever. Repeat the beautiful sentence describing the cherry tree 1. The beautiful spirit danced with the breeze on the path, like a cold winter.
2. Like the first time, they wander on the road with the wind like ignorant teenagers who have never experienced the world; They danced lightly, like beautifully dressed girls, flying in the clouds with the wind. Colorful world, misty world, flowers bloom and fall, fleeting, leaving only pink memories, all in early spring March and April! 3. The cherry trees on both sides of the avenue, the extended crowns are almost closed.
The flowers in the early leaves are covered with branches, mostly pink and white; The buds and calyx hanging from the end of the long drooping flower stalk are red. Seen from a distance, "it really looks like a crimson light cloud." Most people look up at flowers with staggered branches; Numerous pairs of raised hand cameras capture the details of flowers.
It is almost always pleasant to look at the flower's face; In front of beautiful things, the most common thing is smiling eyes. Isn't that what tourists from thousands of miles are looking for? 4. Article about cherry blossoms: I have always had an inexplicable love for cherry blossoms, because I have never seen such a United flower. They always love to open one tree after another, one city after another, or even one country after another. They will occupy the whole spring.
A Mu said that cherry blossoms are too delicate and life is too short. Ten days is like a flash in the pan. Yes, I feel sorry for it, too, but it is so brilliant and moving that I didn't complain about its misfortune or ignore the existence of death. Even when it was dying, it showed its most beautiful beauty in the air with light steps.
6. Ancient poems describing cherry blossoms. The fairy cloud under the cherry blossoms fell into the court last night and turned into a graceful jade capacity.
The magic of reflecting sunlight, Chen Han's national color, going against the wind and dancing and swaying. When spring comes, everyone will see that you are drunk and the wind will take you away.
Ying Xiao Wo, a famous flower, sits opposite, and the vulgar gang looks like Dongpo. I want to flatter the East Wall with a smile, but I will eventually doubt the victory of Haitang.
The color is not stained with powder, and the wind is slightly fragrant. The garden is full of pictures, and the silk tube is full of love in the sunny sky.
It's hard to make a teenager crazy because he's drunk too much recently. Sue's cherry blossoms have been in bloom for ten days. Do you cherish the flowers around you a thousand times? Last night, the wind and rain were on the other side. Who told people this sadness? I can't bear to watch Hu Sha bury his beautiful bones, but I will cry in my heart.
Affectionate memories for him, an inch of Chun Qing has already vanished. Huang Jigang watched cherry blossoms on the island. The spring breeze was wide and the complex value was quite blooming.
Dan Ying and Yang Hui invite all of you here to come. Fairy clouds are ethereal and the road is clear.
Guests avoid clouds and want to wander with spring. There are countless lights and lingering waves.
They all say that they are happy for a while and sad for a while. So, there are many beautiful places, so why live in Penglai?
The cherry blossoms in Deng Erya were as snowy as flowers yesterday. Flowers are like snow today.
Sakura is like a beauty, and beauty is easy to rest. Yu Hua's "Tokyo Miscellaneous Poems": In the painting under the tree, people are fascinated by the building, and Chai Jin is drunk and dreaming.
Whip silk car shadow in a hurry, Wan Li cherry blossom Wan Li dust. Wanjiajing is full of poplars.
Cherry buds bloom in April in spring. Lany is on the road at the corner of Shili, watching the flower boats in the spring breeze and drizzle.
At the corner of Lany, there is a dam ten miles long and full of cherries. Flowers bloom, tourists become cities, and roads are blocked. His coward is weak, afraid of falling, buy a boat embankment and look back. )
Lu's cherry blossoms are beautiful in the East, elegant and unique. Pearls are surrounded by layers and have beautiful clusters.
Comparable to peaches and plums, competing for the east wind. It seems that the sepals are green and the steps are elegant.
The fog is dragging lightly, and the divine light is flickering. Flowers are more numerous this year, according to hamming.
There are people who know the sky, but they are better than Pengshanqu. Thousands of miles are full of fairies, and the water is weak green.
Fan Liuying came to Yangming Mountain to see the flowers, and the red clouds touched the morning glow. Laugh at his poor life and pity him, and the prodigal son pursues the east wind, and he will be happy.
Who blows the blue sky and sticks high, puts on green and coagulates fat, and fights with gorgeous posture. I couldn't stay in the spring of 1990, so I cut the wind, rain and fragrance.
All over the mountains and waters, tears piled up. Even if I won the prize at that time, I couldn't help but smash it overnight.
See numerous English full of branches, thick peach Yan Li Doufang. A lifelong confidant knows a person, and there are clogs.
Charming and drunk, carrying clouds and dragging rain across thousands of rivers. Gone with the wind is charming and casual, half turned into spring mud and half into smoke.
The faint smog even started the crimson color of Ran Ran, and devoted itself to the struggle for beauty in spring. Naturally, the East Emperor is clever in makeup and busy with flowers for no reason.
The third chant of spring green cherry blossoms in Qinyuan of Zhouyi is Du Dong's brilliant plan, the Du Nan era and the great beauty of the country. You should smile and frown. Ying Ying is green in the evening, the smoke is like a dream, and Ran Ran is green in the spring.
Out of envy of Ying Ge, he mistook it for a phoenix, and the pool in front of the photo was flooded. On the Fangfei Festival, Clinique Cloud held it out and flew out of the sky.
Affectionate I cherish the remnants of English more. I only order it, but I can't tell the moss apart.
You don't need to be a shadow, but you will always be green and proud, which is why you are so graceful. Shallow homesickness, thick sea color, looking back at which town in Dongfeng.
I don't know whether the flowers are green or not, but it seems that I have fallen. Qi Yinyong cherry blossoms lean on precious flowers, and the sunset covers the east of the sea.
Brocade knot love, powder contains moth smile, always worry about Nong. Linglong.
Zhan Chungong. The brittle core is broken.
Green China is enjoying the old days, but being stationed in Wendy Ma seems less leisurely. Pei Huan, Yuen Long, Qionglin Crown, followed by the fifth-class flower seal.
China carried it, and the west refers to the distance, where to meet. Say it's about Jun Xianpeng.
There are beautiful trees and rivers, and the banks are connected with each other. When eating English lovers, the rice began to shine, and the cake was broken and melted.
Hang Jinghong. Draw tears, flowers, candles, remember to leave some wind.
Yingbo Butterfly Shadow, Shimamachi's kitchen smoke, full of meaning. Surrounded by Shunshui Temple, it is fragrant and beautiful, reflecting chastity and pine and cypress.
The strange star hasn't changed, spending flowers wildly and dancing in the dark dust. Drama pity painting, save the crown, emerald hanging temples, good people know the weight in spring.
Very drunk, easy to pass away in youth. Wind and rain, how much residual red.
Tired songs and evening curtains are left. It smells good, and the snow is shining in the spring sky.
I dreamed of a sacred mountain, holding the dome in my hand and overlooking the ichthyosaur. The decrease in the words of fish and cherry blossoms in Huanxisha has repeatedly led Qiang to read Huang Gongdu's Japanese Miscellaneous Poems for no reason, and the Japanese sage who was originally kind and fair talked about it again. It was the day before the hot summer (1).
Spring workers rely on clouds and dew. I like pressing incense sticks very much.
Shadows and clothes are fragrant across the sea and spent in people's dreams. Last year, I sang in a hurry.
(2) Wanli moved to the sea in spring. Five clouds help the boat to cross the flower king.
It took a whole chapter to teach crayons. Sepals and green flowers are particularly handsome, and they are not competitive with heavy makeup.
Looking through the aromatic spectrum is just so-so. (3) regardless of groups.
Begonia and apricot shoulder-length. In case the east wind can still go west.
Look at the Mojiang River on the road, and Lv Yun embroidered with red snow and double dikes. Cherish the fragrant mud beside Mel's tomb.
(4) There is no such flower in China. The west is asking the American people.
You should also look at the clouds gloomily. Sakura rice tastes good, and the rooftop is easy to fall in love with flax.
A sweet dream of spring drifted away. (5) Draw a three-day holiday in Keyu.
E crown belt is more fragrant. Jinyun County Road is full of green moths.
It seems that this spring flower can be cherished, and someone pays for it. Flowers are still singing the storm.
(6) Shun Shui Ancestral Hall is full of clouds and clouds. Guangping iron stone endows plum blossoms.
Ge Wei's life is in ruins. The mangrove fairy source is still in the world, and the colorful flags are exchanged for spring neighbors.
Across the wall, the wind and butterflies are close at hand. (7) Where is the balcony in the picture?
Yao tree in spring is very beautiful. But the fragrant country is also immortal.
This may not be due to melancholy, but so far, Gu Ying has become stronger and stronger. I'm afraid I have no intention of sharing it with others.
(8) Looking for spring tankers. The east wind is thin and bad.
When you are a flower, don't be ashamed to get drunk. I always complain deeply that the sunset is closer to the clouds.
The theory of crow and cuckoo is related to every corner of the world. (9) Cut green and cut red.
I am crazy about flowers and cherry blossoms. Flowers will make you cry, and you are afraid of flowers.
Have a good dream and make full use of it. When the sun shines on the three mountains at once.
Zhu Zumou, Flower Offender, Cherry Blossom in Nest Garden, Zhou Haiquan's pursuit of wealth over Yin, Moth v. Powder, East Wind intoxicated. Wan Shujiao.
The muddy spectrum is not fragrant, but it makes you rich. Relying on the sky and shining on the sea.
Fairy clouds appear in the mirror. Ask the islanders what it means to move their roots, and Wan Li will be exhausted.
Nanfei is a safe place, the best place to hide in spring, and the jade window is idle. The dream is steady, not envious, and fragrant.
My heart is full of sorrow, and I whisper at dusk. I can't cover it, and it is adjacent to Yanlai in the east. To walk obstacles, to surround Gongjin, to manage Admiralty.
Wang (), a great general in the Western Heaven, has exquisite words, with green flowers and pear clouds, and wants to make love red. Graceful and small, with makeup and a corner of crystal curtain.
Dew cold fairy mei, good light sweep, Huaqing charming face. It seems that the perfect screen at that time called the topic "The Laziness of Nine China People".
The green cocoon hangs low, accompanied by colorful flowers, and it is difficult to clear up grievances. I only hate Wang, Mishima Penglai and Spring Garden.
Mingguang's old songs have long been changed to fancy.
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