Poems and songs, flowers and trees, brothers, come and help.

The beautiful shadow welcomes the warm sun, and the red makeup is graceful and fragrant.

I advise you to cherish the spring scenery and live up to the red dot of the east wind.

two

The colorful flowers passing by are all shadowy and red, and they bloom like brocade.

Zi Gui cried, but his heart was full of blood.

three

Independent west wind is better than yellow, and you can be proud of nine autumn frost.

Fan Fei knows that Yun Fei food is comfortable and Huazi is fragrant

four

The national color is beautiful and illusory, and the brocade is decorated with Sichuan.

Look at Huang Rui, flying;

Smoke, colorful spots.

Beautiful and elegant, elegant and heroic,

Like Qiong Yao, like a fairy.

Ecstasy,

It makes the fragrance pale, but gorgeous.

Dongfeng returns to Zhu Yan.

It's no use laughing at me.

Cherish three springs and ten thousand stems, and come to the bottom of the pen altogether;

A hundred kinds at a time, it is difficult to the end.

Look for flowers gracefully and you will win an extraordinary visit.

Heroism begets whistles.

Why sigh,

And the fragrance swims outside the universe, and the sky is covered with color.

five

I don't like to spend all my time in the bustling snow, but I am beautiful and red.

Lonely incense can be cut in the dead of winter and dare to stand out against the cold wind.

six

There is nothing to do, flowers bloom and fall, and it seems familiar that Yan returns.

seven

When I shed tears, lonely birds sang their sadness.