(a).
The Lantern Festival in the fifteenth day of the mountain township, the lights of the farm yard are full of fireworks.
The jade wadding garden is red, and the green branches on the silver velvet ridge are delicate.
Looking for plum blossoms and stepping on the snow to give birth to soft rhyme, and watching Bai Qingshuang chant the tide.
The rolling rice balls are boiling, and all kinds of warmth are far away.
2) Yuan Xi gathered around the video screen and watched the details quietly.
The first tone of the riddle language was recited, and the guesser was busy thinking after listening to it.
The wallet points to the bottom of the book puzzle, and the hand button touches the mailbox.
The truth of the real scene is far away, and the laughter is loud and full of hall.
3) The hot food is warm and the wine is fragrant, and the pot boiled rice balls are authentic.
Half a life is normal, and a life of warmth and coldness is welcome.
He Xingyi is loyal to the cause, and he is indifferent to fame.
The years are all because of the twilight, and the time feels more calm.
4) The first month of the Lantern Festival is too light, and the weather is still frozen.
The snow was wild last night, and the silver frost covered the street tonight.
Looking forward to the warmth of the environment, I hope that the flowers will flourish as soon as possible.
In the end, the cause of the accident is still in the middle of winter.
5) Thousands of miles of wheels shrink the road, and the Lantern Festival returns to the province in a hurry.
There is no happy letter in other places except for the New Year, and there is a sad period in a different place during the Spring Festival.
I have been looking forward to today's heartbeat, and I am looking forward to seeing Yi at this time.
It's a pity to see the bright moon in this life, and you can't hate it in another life.
6) The traditional Lantern Festival is joyful, and the lion dance in the mountain village swings the dragon.
Neighbors enjoy the lantern scene, and relatives and friends want to guess American poems.
The glutinous fruit is cooked in soup, and the firecrackers are set off and smoked.
Households on Po Street are happy, and every family in the farm yard is happy.