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It was another time for the east wind to bring warmth, and another time for green to dye the willow tops.
The spring breeze awakens the happy business, and the spring breeze also evokes the tenderness in the heart.
Acacia, only to frown, but on the heart.
And acacia has given us the warmth and warmth of love.
In the beautiful poems, we see the beautiful spring colors.
In the beautiful poems, we also see gentle love and affection.
"The first interpretation of the warbler is the most beneficial spring of the year. The light rain is like a crisp. The grass is far away, but there is none.
Resignation is drunk, and people are easy to grow old if they don't see it. Don't wait for spring to return. Invert the green moss between the red and the green. ”
This poem is the Northern Song Dynasty lyricist Su Shi's "Minus the Word Magnolia".
The rarest thing in life is affection.
The amorous heart is always the first to hear the spring language of "the sound of the swallow is as clear as a cut, and the sound of the warbler is round".
The pairs of swallows and the whispering warblers are telling us that the delicate spring, the softness of spring, the charm of spring, and the amorous nature of spring.
Yes, when I heard the first song of the warbler, I went to pick up a handful of spring colors, and saw that the grass was like smoke, and that the rain was moist and the wind was light.
People who cherish flowers always have to drink a glass of wine, and pour out their deep affection in their hearts to the flowers, to the spring, and to the beauties.
In such a beautiful spring, it is better to meet.
Meet to pay a lifetime of love, pay a lifetime of affection.
Meet us to walk to the verdant mountain road together, see the red flowers and green leaves.
There is wine in front of you, a beloved person by your side, and a little spring rain wetting your sideburns.
In such a spring, just love each other and indulge in it.
"The garden flowers are still shallow. The most jade building is warm first. Dream of spring, Jiangnan is still far away.
The palindrome brocade characters are secretly cut, and the abuse is sent, and it should be late. If you want to ask about lovesickness, the end of the world is still far away. ”
This poem is the Northern Song Dynasty Yan Jidao's "Qing Shang Resentment".
According to the spring dream, it is always smeared with acacia, and it also softens the spring color of flowers.
The encounters of life always inadvertently break into life.
It's like that slender person, who always breaks into his heart at the most casual time.
Spring dreams are like grass, always coming as promised.
Acacia is as faint as smoke, on the brow, in the heart.
Change my heart, for your heart, I know each other deeply. ”
In life, there may only be a brief encounter.
In the wandering journey, perhaps the beloved is always hidden behind time, hidden behind the spring color.
However, being in love is not a kind of expected happiness.
Think about the graceful figure, think about the pair of affectionate eyes, the joy of love, and it comes to my heart.
When the fragrance of flowers is still light, when the willow color is like smoke, let the swallows whisper in their ears, gently telling the boundless spring.
Let the beautiful spring color in the branches, the beautiful acacia in the heart.
"The east wind is swaying and the clouds are light, and the rain is sent from time to time. The waterside pavilion is newly returned, a little fragrant mud, and the wet zone falls and the flowers fly.
Begonia grits are paved with fragrant embroidery, and they are still thin in spring. The willow crow in the courtyard at dusk, remembering the man, and the moon folded pear blossoms. ”
The pear blossoms are like snow, reflecting the beautiful moonlight and fragrant each other.
Pear blossoms, lingering the moonlight, but also lingering the lovesickness in the heart.
When the east wind came again, when the spring rain was dashing, the pear blossom courtyard was snubbed.
And the affection in my heart is still as new.
There is love in life, even if you are lonely, there are still beautiful feelings in your heart.
There is love in life, and even if time passes, the memory is still warm.
When a faint acacia lingers in my heart, it not only fragrances the moonlight, but also fragrances the breeze in front of me.
Slender hands and wrists, pear blossoms and spring rain, let them linger in their hearts, like curling spring flowers, gently fluttering, blooming.
Let this eyes full of spring, full of lovesickness, fragrance the lonely courtyard, fragrant the belated return.
The spring breeze is always full of tenderness, and the spring color is always intriguing.
In the dream of Yiyichun, in the faint willow silk, let us take a handful of spring and taste the true feelings of life.
Let the lovesickness haunt the heart, and let the love sprinkle in the heart.