The wind rises and the reeds are full of ferry, and a line of egrets pass through Tingzhou

Mondo Social Updated on 2024-01-30

It was gloomy, so the time was beautiful, and there were not many days, and I saw the fireworks in front of me.

The years are thick, the old is changed, the spring is good, and the fireworks are free.

It is the New Year's weather temperature again, shaking the world, bidding farewell to the old year, and welcoming the spring into the chaimen.

The firecrackers and fireworks are full of joy, and thousands of households are smiling, bidding farewell to the old and ushering in the sun and moon wheel.

Revisiting the memories of the old people, the pale face and white hair are stained with tears, it is the night of reunion, and the fireworks of the fire trees do not see spring.

Jun's heart is like water reflecting the delicate face, brushing the old strings, and the benefits of the New Year's spring, fireworks and firecrackers celebrate the reunion.

The pen says that the New Year is the end of the year, the fireworks are ringing in the sky, and thousands of families are old on Chinese New Year's Eve, just for the world to change smiles.

Resignation year, firecrackers in front of the door white hair why sigh, swim like a fairy.

In the mirror, the old year is gone, the face is changed, the new year is spring is early, and the fireworks of thousands of households never sleep.

The east wind changes the jade face, the peach red willow green old Jiangnan, the New Year is a good spring, and the fireworks are cold.

Celebrate the New Year, thousands of fireworks never sleep, sing prosperously, and celebrate reunion with laughter.

The wind cuts the fireworks and the spring comes early, the two know each other, and the old land is old.

The water is gone, and the fading face is boring, like a dream.

Born in a prosperous era, happy to say goodbye to the old chapter, enjoy the New Year's blessing and longevity, fireworks are full of people.

New Year's farewell, the lights and fireworks have gone with the flowing water, and the fading face is red.

Only the shadow is on the cold window, the bright moon and the breeze are not in the night, where are the fishermen on the river, and the blue water reflects the vastness.

The blue sky and clear water fishermen fishing wire, the bright moon and the clouds and shadows know each other.

People are small boats, accompanied by a bay of blue moon, drunk endlessly.

The bright moon hangs in the west building, the Guiying is full of courtyards, the green mountains are still there, and the fishermen sing at what time will they rest at night.

There is a round of skylight, two blind dates, the fisherman returns late from casting nets, and the clear water and green mountains are at ease.

A mirror opens, a song comes, and the breeze and the moon sail into a dream.

Fishing alone in the autumn of the river, the clear water and the clear breeze are as I like, and the lonely sail is far away to accompany you.

The bright moon is suitable, the sky is a pool, and the clear water and green mountains are the right time for fishing.

The lonely lamp and thin shadow breeze accompany me, and the fishermen on the river reflect the blue sky.

A leaf boat, cast a net and swim leisurely, the bright moon goes with the waves, drunk Xiaolou.

The fisherman sings and returns late, reflecting the slanting sun, and the breeze and bright moon fly alone with the heron.

The bright moon and the breeze come into a dream, and on the windowsill, the blue water flows eastward, and the fisherman does not see the waves back.

There is no breeze and the shadow of the flowers is shaking, a bright moon hangs on the treetops, and the fisherman casts his net and crosses the small bridge.

Reflecting the slanting sun, singing the evening cool, where to go, send the shadow over the lotus pond.

The fisherman sings and crosses the riverside at night, the clear water and green mountains are new, the bright moon does not know where to go, and the breeze shakes the shadows and the stars.

The bright moon is in the sky, and the fishermen in the clear water of the river are hooked.

Take a double photo, take a look at Kyushu, don't ask if the fisherman is here today, a river with clear water flowing eastward.

The clear water and blue sky are leading, the fisherman casts the net and the bright moon goes with the waves, and the willow shadow and lotus fragrance accompany me to sleep.

The clear stream, the clear water and blue sky are a leaf boat, and the bright moon does not know the mountain shadows.

According to the lotus pond, the willow shadow swaying and the green mountains look at each other, and the song is long.

The clouds have no shadow, and the moon is full, and the fisherman wants to ask the blue sky with clear water.

With the clouds as a companion, the fisherman fishes the bright moon river and takes a picture, and the wind and willows are shadowed.

The fisherman cast his net and looked at the blue sky, but he didn't know where to go, and it was hazy.

The bright moon and breeze accompany me to sleep, the lonely lamp and thin shadow are boundless at night, a river and clear water flow eastward, and the fishermen on both sides of the strait laugh and laugh.

The reflection water melts, the emerald color even looks at the sky, the smoke and waves flow endlessly, and the beautiful scenery is in the east of the lake for a long time.

The geese and his entourage, sending the slanting sun, a thousand silks of green, and the reflection of the green mountains into the gallery.

Li knows what the limit, the light is in a long dream, reflecting each other, and the reflection of the clear waves wanders together.

The mountain is deep and the pine and bamboo know how much green, the reflection is oblique, the birds are exhausted, and a round of bright moon shines on the quicksand.

The reflection of a water sandwiches the shore and is verdant, and the flying stream goes straight down to 3,000 feet, which is suspected to be a long ladder of the Milky Way.

The long sky is as blue as blue, the flying stream goes straight down to the ten thousand mountains, the cypress stands in the wind, and the reflection waves reflect the eyes.

The water is blue and the mountains are inexhaustible, the dance is long, the face is a thousand branches and green, and the ten thousand lotuses in the lake are reflected.

The green mountains are stacked with green water, the reflection lake reflects the blue sky, and a flat boat is a long guest, and I don't know where to find the flowing spring.

On the spring water, the floating light is endless, and the mountains are accompanied.

The long sky and the moon are like hooks, flowing to the sea, the bamboo and maple are red and the autumn color is beautiful, and the sparkling reflection is intoxicating.

The old water is empty, the sky is thousands of miles long, the green willows gently shake the eternal dream, and the reflection will rest for a while.

Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art

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