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It is everyone's responsibility to protect water resources, so what poems praise water?

Daughter water?

Who can compare with Cao Xueqin?

Did you know that your daughter is made of water?

Wu Cheng'en said there was a girl country?

All daughters come out in one gulp?

Is that my daughter's country?

Didn't a daughter made of water want your skin for nothing?

Good skin, the temptation of immortality?

The demons can't help drooling?

The beautiful king couldn't help it. What?

Didn't you look back when you went west?

Those big eyes are swaying?

Clear and pure tap water runs dry.

Rain?

Where did you get the injection?

Where is the form of your life! ?

-Inscription of a rain in Heilongjiang?

Overflow my tearless eyes?

In July when you are lingering?

No one can accept your kindness?

Why are you in the devil's business?

A caring South?

Did an unsatisfied fish die in the street?

Even a frog sitting in a well watching the sky?

And question your authority to nourish everything?

And gentle, flexible and noble?

Looking back to the north?

Facing the displaced homes

I just want to dry your tears of regret and remorse?

Because you don't know?

Your affection will make a stomach hydrops serious?

What kind of injection?

The prisoner was trapped in a dark circle.

Rainwater circulation?

Rain on the blue dome?

Gather, spin, spin?

Finally dripping?

Like curtains, like silk flower?

Petals hanging down?

Flying in the wind?

Break up the rain and fly away?

But you can't resist his progress at all?

Rain is naughty like a stubborn child?

Play here for a while?

Wandering there the next second?

Pave a wetland?

Spread a pile of fresh grass?

A wave of lake water spread?

He struggled in the lake?

Into thin water vapor?

Dancing towards the boundless clouds?

As light as smoke?

The posture of swaying green willows?

Twisted?

Soaked the blue sky?

Condensed into white clouds?

He came out of nowhere.

I don't know where to go.

But leave water stains in the air?

Have mercy on a flower, a grass, a sand and a stone?

Trapped in the reincarnation disk?

Will it stop?

Grind out colorful rainbows

Isn't the heart of water finished?

How messy is it?

How quiet is it?

Whose clogs did you accidentally wet?

Keep all the storms in your heart?

The past sinks and then sinks?

Not covered by sighing moss?

The most helpless life also has its secret love?

Running all the way?

No matter how big the gap is, don't be discouraged.

Listen to the water dripping from the mountain as a piano?

Watching the returning birds skim the low water?

Let out a cry gently?

Flowing into your own details in the mottled night light?

Qian Fan floats by?

Shore brown or brown?

The heart of water is not complete.