Jasper Pond, fresh flowers, green mountains and egrets on both sides of the river on the cloud boat.
The two sides of the strait are green, the boat goes to the bridgehead to clear the waves and fish play in the water, and the blue waves of the river wash the floating dust.
The light boat is full of boats, the willows on both sides of the strait are like smoke, and the flowers are blooming and the birds are noisy.
The yellow warbler tactfully murmurs to call the early spring, and hangs down the silk silk and blows the willows to drunk tourists.
Reflecting the sunset, the fishing is endless, and the purple swallows fly away, making a noise alone.
In October, the fruit weeps and branches, reflecting the blue pool, and the purple swallow shuttles and sings new poems.
The murmuring purple swallow dances, sings the green smoke, sways the wind lightly, and hangs thousands of wisps of fishing in spring.
The yellow warbler on the branch sings the sunset, the purple swallow in front of the eaves builds a new home, and the silk fishing listens to the wind to see the falling flowers.
Comb the tender willows, moisten the new sprouts, double flying, and the yellow warbler sings frogs.
The drizzle is green and red, the breeze blows the willows and the spring is thick, the mud and purple swallows fly away, and the yellow warbler is singing in the water.
The mud purple swallow and yellow warbler sing a good sound, and the green willow gently shakes the soul of ten thousand fishing poems.
Singing old songs, cutting new branches, weeping alone to fish the spring river water, drunk lying among the willows and poems.
The willow dances with the green silk of the beautiful shadow, the wind sends tenderness to murmur the old dream, and the yellow warbler sings new poems tactfully.
The blue waves are clear, the spring breeze on the willow bank is blowing, and the purple swallows are singing duets and new voices.
Weaving brocade xia, yellow warbler tactfully blows green Jiangnan willow, plugging northern flowers.
Yellow warblers, new sprouts purple swallows fly, drizzle hanging silk whisked willows two or three around.
Green as ever, drizzling silk shuttles through brocade, and sings and shu.
Hanging down the silk and green willows dancing in the east wind, the purple swallows flew away, and a hundred chirped.
The purple swallow builds a love nest in the mud, the yellow warbler sings a love song on the tree, the spring breeze blows the willow and a thousand silks dance, and the golden hook hangs down to fish the blue waves.
Singing tactfully Qingming, Ziyan dancing in the blue sky, hanging thousands of strands, and the breeze blowing willows two or three times.
Send you off, thousands of wisps of love, looking for old dreams, Huang Ying sings a new voice tactfully.
The face is green and silky, the kingfisher flies, the brocade is embroidered, and the yellow warbler sings the morning light.
In spring, the purple swallow builds a new home, sings the sunset, the red wins the willow, and the white snow reflects the plum blossom in winter.
Qingxi green willow hanging silk fishing evening breeze, purple swallow murmuring spring is good, yellow warbler sings a new voice.
Fishing with silk and brocade scales, the breeze blows the willows and drunken tourists, the purple swallows fly away, and the blood yellow warbler cries frequently.
In spring, the purple swallow cuts the new sunshine, sings the evening sound, the autumn maple forest is red and the willow is good, and the winter is full of snow.
When the yellow warbler sings at dawn, the murmuring purple swallow prunes the spring branches, the weeping silk wisps dance with the wind, and the green willows are accompanied by the rain.
Where is it now, ten miles of Qinhuai cage embankment willow green, apricot smoke red.
The spring smoke and drizzle lock the heavy building, the cage boat, where is the Qinhuai in the dream, and the gold powder of the six dynasties is flowing eastward.
The green water cage is a light boat, the smoke and willow are sorrowful, and the moon night of Qinhuai in the dream is paid to the east.
The water is connected to the sky, the gold dust of the Six Dynasties has turned into dust, and ordinary things are all people in the cage.
Six dynasties gold powder Qinhuai between a water, the cage drizzle, peach blossoms scattered lock spring smoke.
Connecting the sea, the distant mountains are like the amorous willows on the banks of the Dai River, the emperor's home.
Ten miles of long causeway cage blue yarn, there are people in the depths of willow smoke, the scenery on the bank of the Qinhuai River is good, and there is no gold powder flower of the Six Dynasties.
The beginning of the month is oblique, it was the six dynasties and people are vaguely gone, and there is no room for light yarn.
The gold dust has become mud, ten miles of Qinhuai willow fan, after the moon cage light yarn people go, the smoke tree partridge cries.
The smoke waves are vast, the green mountains are foggy, and the Qinhuai Jinfen Imperial Palace is ten miles away.
The river is artesian, where is the song and dance of the smoke waves, the ancient ferry.
The moon on the riverside is like a hook, and the king of the six dynasties is not seen, the long causeway is smoky and willow-colored, and the blue water cage is light.
How many things are in the Six Dynasties, the willows are like silk, the green mountains and green water are in spring, and the smoke and rain are locked in the green eyebrows.
Smoke trees, moon cage sand, no Qinhuai gold powder is prosperous.
Looking at the cloud cage tree in the west, the White Emperor came to Qinhuai in the east on the moonlit night, and the rise and fall of the six dynasties are still the same.
Qinhuai moon shadow slanted, gold powder is prosperous, and the bridge at the mouth of Wuyi Lane is covered with blue yarn.
The six dynasties are like a dream, Qinhuai water is empty, and the twilight is vast and the lonely boat is locked.
It is pitiful, the green onion cage is blue sky, and the moonlit night of Qinhuai is scattered like money.
Yulu cages thousands of trees, surrounds thousands of homes, and Qinhuai Fandel is luxurious in dreams.
The six dynasties are prosperous and dreamy, the willows are like strings, the green water cage is spring, and the smoke and rain are locked and jade.
A round of bright moon willows with smoke, thousands of miles of clear light enveloped in the blue sky, tonight Qinhuai gold powder cloud note.
Cage peaks, hidden fishing, bright moonlit night, gold dust with the wind.
A lake with clear water swinging light boats, the green mountains on both sides of the river are thick in green color, the wind sends lotus fragrance people to get drunk, and the waves are sparkling in the middle of the painting.
Zheng Huixian Zheng Huixian Chinese art