The willow color is new, the auspicious clouds rise, and the small village is surrounded by green mountains in March.
The green water surrounds the farmhouse, the smoke drifts away from the depths of the village, and the birds in the forest sing branches.
The lights of the small village are bright, the crescent moon goes around the mountain, and the smoke is a few wisps of swaying birds.
A few wisps of cooking smoke broke through a mountain of green, and the lights of the small village on the back of the shepherd boy were bright.
The warbler bird is noisy, the starting place is the farmhouse, the spring is good in March, and the cauliflower is around.
The green mountains are sunny after the rain, there are people walking, and a few wisps of cooking smoke are ringing in the ears.
The scenery of the small village is good, around the green hills, the farmhouse yard is raised, and the birds can't bear to return the branches.
A few wisps of smoke outside the mountain, a few birds chirp among the trees, and the farmhouse courtyard village watches the moonrise.
The willow color is green, a few people walk, the spring is good, and the breeze surrounds the screen.
Green mountains and green waters surround Chaimen, several people live in small villages, a wisp of cooking smoke drifts away, and the bird's cry breaks the soul of apricot blossoms.
At sunset, the water in the small village surrounds the courtyard, and the smoke curls up to listen to the birds.
The sunset is red, singing the evening breeze, winding around the green mountains and clear water, and the small village is hidden in the painting.
The mountains are high and the forests are dense and difficult to hide the birds, the sunset cooks smoke in the small village and thinks about the past, and the clear stream flows around the chaimen.
Around the green hills, there are people idle in the depths of the village, and the smoke curls up the branches and the world is wide.
At dusk, a wisp of breeze and smoke wafted up, and the night returned.
From the firewood door, the branches and willows are new, and a few wisps of breeze are drunk with tourists.
Between the water and clouds, a few wisps of cooking smoke returned to the ship, reflecting half of the sky.
The smoke curls around the fishing song and returns late, and the lotus flowers are red like fire, all of which are taken back.
The clouds collect the rain and the clouds fly in the clouds, the clear water and blue sky reflect the green and faint, a fishing song is sung at night, and the shepherd boy returns in the smoke.
The willows reflect the tower, the clouds are full of clouds, the Yuge River rises, and there are people coming from the smoke.
When to rest, around the small building, take in the view, the years of thousands of years reflect in my heart.
Circling the sunset, singing the sunset, contrasting with each other, and fishing with a rod is endless.
A bay of clear water collects residual photos, reflects the sunset, and returns, and the smoke starts from my house.
A bay of clear water sparkles in front of you, singing evening fishing songs with the waves, and the place where the smoke starts is home.
Fishing songs swing blue waves, cooking smoke curls around the hillside, the net returns late, and the bright moon and breeze reflect the dimples.
A wisp of cooking smoke and blue water, swinging a light boat, the red glow is reflected, and the scenery is full of eyes.
Go to live in the receivable world, who re-reflects the clothes, the fishing song is a song of the waves, and the smoke in a few places shines slightly.
The painting building, the lake and the mountains sing the late returnees, and the smoke surrounds the ferry.
The fishing song is a late wind, the sunset is red, where to go to collect the net, the lake and mountains reflect the sky.
A few wisps around the village, a fishing song out of the water town, the lotus flowers are red like fire in the sun, and the beautiful scenery is collected.
At the bottom of my heart, the blue water is murmuring in front of me, and when I return to the evening, the place where the smoke starts is home.
A round of bright moon under the eyes of the rivers and mountains, with the waves, the smoke around the small village.
Moving Jiang Ting, a few wisps of cooking smoke returned to the basket full of fish, half a star.
The smoke of the cooking room flies around the twilight clouds, a fishing song sings late return, the clear water and green mountains reflect each other, and the moon is full of glory.
Closing the twilight, the clear water in the lake returns late, and the smoke lingers in the smoke to fall asleep.
Reflecting the high-rise buildings in the west, thousands of miles of rivers and mountains are closed, singing evening fishing songs are gradually distant, and the starting place is Yangzhou.
The light boat is surrounded by smoke around the blue waves, and the mountains and rivers are reflected in the west of the lake.
The smoke surrounds my house, the fishing song sings the clear water reflects the red sun, and the sunset is closed.
The remnant sun spreads the splendor, let go of the bright moon and reflects the sky, sings the late returnees, and a wisp of cooking smoke falls into a dream.
Reflecting the sun, the purple swallow returns, a fishing song is beautiful, and the smoke curls around the sunset.
Singing the evening sky, the sunset is red, and the light boat closes the net and the green mountains reflect the water.
The lotus leaves are dancing, the water hibiscus wind and people are drunk, and the lotus flowers are cool.
Hibiscus is different red, lotus leaves are blue waves, lotus fairy wind and drunkenness.
The warm wind and bloom all over the pond lake, and the dragonflies dot the water and the hibiscus shows its beauty.
Ten miles of incense, warm thousands of homes on a sunny day, lotus leaves dance with the wind, reflecting the colorful glow.
Tiantang opened, the jade people came, I don't know when the king returned, a total of lotus moon**.
This sunset Ying goes with the water, sends incense, lotus leaves are thousands of waves, and the rain hits the hibiscus ten thousand flowers.
Ten miles of lotus flowers bloom for the first time, the breeze and the sun send incense, dragonfly lotus leaves and hibiscus with dew planting.
Jasper beads, like fairies, people are intoxicated, and lotus flowers are drawn into the picture.
The hibiscus is full of water and fragrant, the lotus leaves gently shake the jasper makeup, the lotus flowers bloom brightly, and the breeze sends fragrance.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art