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Huanxi Sha · New Year's Day to Kannon Temple
Yunxia Jiachen New Year's Birthday. The good wind cries and the birds release the spring. Drive to the North Temple.
The smoke of the Qingding incense burner is curling, and the lotus color is clear. In front of the Buddha, worship and promise the future.
Huanxi Sha · Message
Talk about how many feelings you have for Jia Chen. How to learn Haidou poetry. Group books and erudite reading.
Don't write red dust willow sentences, and want to write the right way to snow paper. The style of words is clear and cleverly arranged.
Huanxi Sha · Feeling the rain season
The cold spring is coming. Mai Miaoqing as seen by Hirata. Looking at Guiyan over the mountain ridge from afar.
The timing arrangement is warm, and the willow breeze in the world is light from then on. A curtain of flowers and trees shadow Tingting.
Huanxi Sha · Jiachen rain solar term
Take a break and let the purple dust shine. The drizzle is customary. The world is light and fresh.
It is the most prophetic flower and wood meaning, and what he does is prosperous. The breeze blows and caresses the greenery.
Huiqu · The spring weather was warm and cold, and it was snowing
The eyes are extremely snowy, and the cold is drifting in the wind. Only then did I find the clouds to warm up, and I was shocked to see that the year was still winter.
Lin Que is nowhere to be found, and the spring branches are tired. The new dream is different.
Huanxi Sha · Ancient and modern personnel promote each other
The shallow taste of the tea turns sweet. Ancient and modern personnel promote each other. It turns out that the dust road is bittersweet and sweet.
Yishang is clear and bright, and he has gone to Xu Lanlan in an inch. Feeling like a quiet exploration.
Huanxi Sha · White clouds shine on the water and do not spring ice
The demeanor of the world is sunny. The white clouds shine on the water, but not spring ice. Tianjiao New Year Painting is born.
I was surprised to see the fragrance of plum blossoms, and the perception of the timing was clear. Look at a few poems.
Huanxi Sha · Feeling the New Year
Customs are really tiring bad people. Gifts have always been frequent. Rest of life is idleness.
Whispered a few times to toast, and asked a group of people when to get off the list. It's better to work hard.
Huanxi Sand · The mud is spring
It's time for the new year of Jiachen. Watch the sound of birds in the mountains and rivers from afar. The mud is spring.
It has been believed that Dongfeng Yunlu has returned, and I am shocked to hear that the flowers are pouring down. Warm clouds float in the bamboo stream.
Huanxi Sha · Essay
A piece of paper accompanies you. Rouge small characters cross the maze. Life remembers effects and causes.
is not a hundred books for fame, and is used to sending thousands of texts from the sun and the moon. Tao Gong is not also ecstatic.
Huanxi Sha · Early spring in the Central Plains
The embankment grass is new to the new and has not been thin. The forest wind has not diminished, so it is strict. Early spring is not to mention a hundred flowers.
Creation has always relied on solar terms, and the painting screen has been happy since ancient times. After the sting, we will come back again.
Sparse shadow · Good weather for the new year
Bright and windy. It is tender and sunny, and it is not clear. Mo Shang people's house, fight for Nai to travel, the New Year is a good season. Smell and look at the embankment outside the city, more secondary, the wind is still pleasant. Two or three groups, all of them are spring, satisfied with the fragrance of plums.
The scenery at that time was expected, and the heart of the sky was promised, and the flowers and trees would be sent. The shadow is clear, gradually unraveling the winter siege, and a picture screen is a shocking glimpse. It is also like the rotation of dust and transport, who can be the enemy, and who is alive. Wait for leisure, February is smoky, and the crown is clear.
Sparse Shadow · Jun's Appreciation Corner
Takenishi painting corner. Dusk is just in time, and the clouds are thinning. Looking around at Xinyuan, the sound of the bridge water is heard. The small pond arbor is still there, and it seems to say that the spring is smoky. It has been the first journey, the sun is shining in the world, and thousands of miles will be prosperous.
It is still rewarded from the embankment. For the present verse order, recognise the outline. If you want to be life, it should be the same, a touch of poetry and drink. It's always been like this in China, just ask, is it still yesterday? At first glance, there is more plum fragrance, fighting and blowing towards the eyebrows.
Shuying · Remember going to the south of the city the day before yesterday
Qumo in the south of the city. It is more sunny and ten miles, and the path is fragrant. The sun is warm and the river bridge, the clouds and shadows are in the forest branches, and the spring is not idle. The old traces of Shiji are clearly distinguished, and with reminiscence, the heart follows Xuante. Remember that time, chanting green ecstasy, elegant scenery poured into the country.
Gazing at the new smoke and distant water, and the moth eyebrows are spreading, and the knowledge of things is good. Go to the end of the world, you can't see it, and you can see the green mountains. The newcomer still remembers the scene, looking back, the sound of thousands of rivers. There is only a breeze, still blowing across the eyebrows.
Sparse shadow · Remember the night before yesterday and the night was clear
Look for it by the window. The night in the world is the most elegant. In the Central Plains on a sunny evening, the street lights are on at the beginning, and they are full of peace. In front of me, there is only spring, and there are a few that can be eliminated, and the poetry is thousands of feet. For now, two lamps and three cups, I hope that Jiachen will have new knowledge.
Silent ecstasy, and several times chasing dreams, the rhyme is heartfelt. I feel that at present, it is the Chinese New Year, and we must learn from Kunpeng. should live up to the ambition of life, learn from the sea, and be diligent in writing. Dai Mei Zhan, is everywhere to hear, outside the building a flute.