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Butterfly paper-cut spring poems

Poetry describing spring:

Yi Jiangnan Bai Juyi

At sunrise, the river is red as fire, and in spring, the river is green as blue. In the month, Zhongshan Temple listens to Guizi, and the county pavilion watches the tide on the pillow.

Bai Juyi in Qiantang River in spring.

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.

Paper-cut poems:

Brazil mourns fellow traveler Liu Ke.

Year: Ming Author:

Brazil estimates that there is no need.

The first wife had an eldest son who lived with her mother in Longxi.

The child follows the little mother, and the Brazilian father will follow.

Sell poria cocos in August and take the children to Jinling.

In June, he returned home and was buried in Wuhu Pavilion.

I'm sixty-nine, thirteen or fourteen.

I don't know my half-brother, but I would like to miss my brother.

Buying a coffin is not expensive, which hurts the child's money.

Spend less or more, paper-cutting is burning money.

The soul reports to your mother. Go back to the pile first.

Come back, come back.

Wild temple

Year: Song Author: Fang Hui

Golden armor, red clothes, weak walls, temporarily open the door until the sound of the army comes.

Several families prayed for blessings and poured wine, and paper-cut lanterns were used as tributes.

Butterfly's poem:

Butterflies fly

Don

Huayang is hot in the spring, and the tortoise shell screen is intoxicating.

The master butterfly flies west, and the white riding child returns today.

Qinglingtai

Don

The sunlight at Qinling Station is oblique,

The eternal soul is beautiful,

Don't be surprised that Han is a butterfly.

Fly to other flowers.

Farewell to Dou Bingcao

Tangli section

Pears bloom all over the garden, and girls wear robes. When you hear your lover complaining, you should hurry home.

The Imperial Bridge is warm at night, and there are few early warblers in Guandu. No wedding, watch butterflies fly.