The words are thunderous, the paper is flying, and I am drunk with a smile between the lines.
Moisturizing things is as fine as thunder, whispering softly to welcome spring, Dongjun allows me to go once.
Thousands of miles do not think of returning, greet each other into Cuiwei, singing and laughing silently, but for whom.
In the Qingming season, pedestrians let me stop, laughing and singing the sound of selling flowers in the past.
Poetry and wine, Song Yu's orchestral sound, I am allowed to travel thousands of miles to Fengcheng.
The sound of autumn is scarce in dreams, and the slanting sun greets the moon and sings alone.
Gu I have been hiding for a long time, tears stained my clothes, I want to talk and go away, I am afraid that there will be autumn sounds and dreams.
The lights greeted each other with a smile, and in the dead of night, I suddenly heard the sound of my brother shouting outside the window.
Gradually, the guests have not returned, they are very shy, and the snowflakes are flying all the way.
Qingxi is like the sound of mirror frogs, green trees are like screen birds, how many guests are greeted on both sides of the strait, and the light boat carries me to the peach source.
The autumn wind allows me to welcome each other for another year, and I want to talk about it and have passed the white clouds.
Laughing and greeting, non-stop, singing all the way, magpie branches screaming a few times.
The distant mountains are silent, who spreads the word, the flowing water is murmuring, and the red dust does not greet each other.
The sound of birds is quiet, speechless leaning on the building alone, and the willows meet the flowing water.
In the early spring, the peach and plum greet each other and murmur under the eaves, and the willows come.
It should be unintentional, affectionate but silent, and I will be greeted with a smile at the cape.
The rain is silent, and I want to talk and greet each other thousands of miles away, and the wine accompanies me.
The distant mountains vaguely greet each other in autumn, and the songs go with the waves, and they swim leisurely.
The pink-faced peach blossoms greet each other with a smile, the green mountains and green waters are at your disposal, the spring breeze does not understand the words of tourists, and the sound of Du Yu blows down the branches.
The laughter is full of red, the sound of firecrackers is full of joy, and the boat is thousands of miles away, welcoming all the way to the east of the home.
The moon is like a hook, leaning on the building alone, no one is seen, and the breeze accompanies me on a light boat.
Dancing on the blue waves, singing love songs in the water, playing in the pool, and laughing at the fish leaping dragon gate.
The fish leaps over the dragon gate and swings the blue waves, the dancing women, the lotus dream, and the butterfly flies the willow song.
Ducks play on the surface of the water, shallow brocade scales swim, dragonflies dot lotus flowers, butterflies flutter willow catkins soft.
Dragonflies fly to the sky, butterflies dance among the flowers, visitors are drunk at the shallow bottom, and magpies are happy on the branches of birds.
Butterflies flutter around the trees, standing lotus ponds, playing in the neck ponds, fish leaping frogs are not tired.
Watching the sunrise on Diaoyu Island, the sunset on East Beach, a few dragonflies frequently point to the water, and a pair of butterflies wear flowers.
The waves wash the sand, the fish jumps over the dragon gate, the dragonfly lotus stands, and the butterfly trees climb.
Intentional dragonflies kiss the flowers, love flowers, fish fly shallow bottom tourists drunk, swallow dance in the sky and play rainbow.
Wake up to the butterfly shadow in a dream, 10,000 dragonflies fall into the water, where to go to the mandarin ducks playing in the waves, and the shallow bottom is endless.
Swallows fly shuang, accompanied by mandarin ducks playing in the water, lotus stands, and a group of butterflies chase between trees.
The mandarin duck playing in the water Longmen smiled slightly, knew my meaning, and fluttered butterflies around people's clothes.
Standing hibiscus, butterflies wear flowers, frogs chirp pleasantly, play lotus bushes.
Butterflies fly into dreams, dragonflies point to the water and stand up flowers, mandarin ducks play by the pool, fish leap frogs and sing in the night.
The heron flies into the sky, the duck plays the clear wave and the dragonfly lotus stands, and a pair of butterflies flutter in the water.
Playing in the water and blue waves, the fish leaps over the dragon gate and laughs loudly, a few dragonflies stand up, and the butterfly leaves flutter.
Dragonflies dance in the blue sky, and the fish fly shallow bottom and play lotus.
Butterflies love flowers and branches, and dragonflies and mandarin ducks play on the pond, causing lovesickness.
The sunset on the island is slanting, the dragon waves are rolling in the sand, the dragonflies are competing for the warm trees, and a pair of butterflies love peach blossoms.
The group of flowers competes for the show, the joy is together, the dragonfly breaks the hibiscus dream, and the butterfly flies to the sky.
Dancing blue waves, there are many romances, and the fish is playing small lotus in the shallow sound.
Dancing in the blue sky, dragonflies point to the water and cross the neck in the pool, and the fish leaps into the dragon gate and laughs loudly.
The deep pool is unconscious, there is nothing to play in the clear pool, and the dragonfly is accompanied by water and flowers.
The small bridge is flowing water, the frogs are singing, the rice is fragrant, and a few dragonflies and butterflies are next to the cauliflower.
The water flies, the butterfly returns in a dream, the shallow bottom tourists are drunk, and the willows hang down.
Falling asleep, standing in the lotus pond, the mandarin ducks and frogs playing music.
The moonlight is hazy, the dream is not true, the pillow is born, the wind blows and rains in the middle of the night, and the clear waves accompany me all the way.
The clear waves reflect the sun, the fish fly shallow bottom herons and gulls are frightened, and the sound of the waves is still according to me.
The dream is not frightened, the willow silk is light, the heart is surging, and it is sultry and poetic.
In the middle of the night, the sound of the waves is frequent, the moonlight in front of the window is gone, the clear waves are incomprehensible and lovesick, and they are still frightened to fly on the pillow in spring.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art