Today's title picture: The warbler is making trouble with itself, and the tea language helps clear the light.
1.Leisurely. Blessed people.
The people on the veranda sit down and make a cup of tea.
Taste three words, and look at a few flowers.
2.Tulips are not fragrant.
The road is far away. The sound of the warbler falls into the mirror, and the flower stickers are slightly cloudy and leaning on the jade.
At that time, there were few colors, and there were many rings in this place.
In the month before the three spring gas was settled, a song of wind returned to the sand and waves.
Hearing that the Tianshan Mountains are sad that the road is far away, there is no fragrance to trek and be willing to waste.
3.Untitled. Qingcheng Wine Fairy.
Come and drink the flowers, and the moon leads poetry into the wine cup.
There are wines and flowers to drink, and there are no good sentences to sprinkle the sky.
4.Dawn. Laughed.
The safflower oblique shadow rain eaves, and the fragrance of the night dawns into the curtain.
The steamed white porridge is yellow and warm, and the bird sound is full of crisp and sweet in the house.
5.Even topic. Liang Fuling.
I can really see Yujin, but there are a few new branches from time to time.
Born Lao Tzu is romantic, but there are few beauties among the flowers.
6.The day of retirement.
Dust. Xiao Xiao is old and sick, and the high-rise buildings in the deep courtyard are free to hide.
Where is the infinite spring light, the fragrance of flowers is a wisp of tea.
7.Sing as you go.
Cloth Cow. Crushing the white clouds and crushing the wind, the spring light is not like summer, autumn and winter.
Fangrong is no longer sideburns, and the same people are different.
8.Look at the flowers. Crazy rain.
Half a cup of tea to raise the spirit, a cut of the east wind to wash the dust.
Sitting in the sunset shadow of the thin spring garden, today I am only a flower watcher.
9.Step Pavilion rhyme out of mind.
Laughed. Sitting on the old east wind is still out of mind, and the white clouds are cut and wrapped in red dust.
Acacia is so thin that the plum blossoms are thin, and they will return to the dreamer tonight.
10.Linjiang Immortal Spring Thought.
Spring flowers and autumn moons. Alone and smoke, why not have no shadow marriage. Once thousands of miles for the monarch's face, when the spring was just right, the moon was full everywhere.
The pillow dream is buried deep in the bottom of my heart, and the lights are broken in front of the window. Last night was sleepless again, and I thought about it a hundred times when I met again, and it has been three years since I parted.
11.Title. Mingyu.
Live up to the owner's fine planting, red and yellow brilliant blooming balcony.
Press the shutter to take a picture, and wait for the best to come.
12.Leisure day.
Qingning. The visitor in front of the door swallowed the warbler, and the empty room attracted tea and flowers.
The pen is completed into a poem with spring wine, and the bottom of the leaf has sprouts.
13.Spring Affair.
Lan is shameless. There is a letter in the spring breeze, and the small courtyard is blooming again.
The good times can be retained, and everyone will be cut by you.
14.Florets.
Jing Xin. Taste spring tea in your spare time, and suddenly the breeze presses the flowers.
Seeing the swaying shadow of the incense branches, I forgot to go home.
15.Small courtyard.
Shadowing. Wait for the warbler to make trouble, and hide the tea language to help the spring.
The tulips are drunk in the east wind, and they come to put light makeup on the idle house.
16.Title. Zhiqiang.
Sitting alone in front of the hall with flowers, galloping the world in the net.
The small poem greets Junjian, and the screen toasts to the hundred schools.