Mulberry picking in the south of the Yangtze River is fragrant in February and soluble in spring. Peach and plum bee They are all in Suzhou gardens. White clouds fall with showers and spring breeze. Helpless to leave the ship. One goes west and the other goes east.
Plum blossoms are still in full bloom among apricot flowers, and spring is urging. The beautiful swallow is back. Hydrodynamic crystal curtains open in the wind. Yesterday, the biting cold wind blew away the golden cup. Look up at the clouds. These geese return to Yangchun in February.
Xue Rui picked mulberry seeds and fulfilled its beautiful promise, but she was unhappy. Fall over the mountains and beams. Urge the plum blossom to bloom. In exchange for sex. * * * illumination. Don't talk so fast. How many streams can life have?
Mulberry seeds and red berries are picked with snow, and spring comes early, which is more or less fragrant. The heart of a beautiful woman. Exclusive romance is this branch. The cold wind blows for no reason on a moonlit night, and the fragrance is well known. Who knows when the fragrance will fall? Talk to someone with sad eyes.
Liu Yang in Linjiang County West Lake is in the spring breeze, painting boats to shuttle tourists. Lotus flowers produce fragrant dust. Bend the waterway, fragrant Rao a city spring. Yangzhou used to be sad, and the flower diameter still exists. The jade flute sounded on the shore. At dusk, my thoughts are confused.
The fisherman is proud of his hometown. There are two clear waves in Biquan. The mountain flower tree is made of clear water. The clouds are fluttering. Ripples all over the stream embrace new lotus. Dragonflies came one after another. Butterflies dance to get rid of fragrance. The mountains are singing, singing love songs. Who will talk? Water flows in the green hills.
A butterfly in love with flowers
It is said that the Mid-Autumn Moon is good. Beauty in a foreign land, detained on Lijiang Road. Qingqing Road can't fly far. The cold shadow of Yulong shines in the air.
Every household is surrounded by clear springs. Tourists are romantic and Naxi is in tune. What is frost? I'm worried about getting old. The stranger gave me a smile.
A butterfly in love with flowers
Bai Yunfei, take a nap. Walking slowly in the backyard, flowers are also my mood. Flowers let butterflies play. Acacia under the grape trellis.
It's raining lightly in the sky. The newly opened roses are light and cool. If the rain breaks, Hongqiao won't come. The fragrance of orchids is intoxicating.
Mulan Ci
If life is just like the first time, you don't have to draw a fan in the autumn wind. It is easy to change, and it is also easy to change.
Lishan dialect stops at midnight, and tears never complain. More importantly, if you are lucky, you will be more willing than before.
Linjiang county hanliu
Where are the flying catkins? The ice layer was destroyed. Sparing a tree is colder. Love him, the moon is good, and haggard is also related.
The most important thing is to shake it in the back and teach people to remember Chunshan. It's hard to dream about a skirt intermittently. The west wind is more or less annoying and can't blow away the eyebrows.
Quail day
Yingying pretended to be ashamed with her back and moved Meirui to hit her on the shoulder. If you want to find A Lang from hatred, you should stay with him, but you should rest.
Clouds and water flow forever, and a flute locks an empty building. When * * * pan spring creek, broken shore hanging Yang Zhou.
Common poppy/corn poppy/poppy
Pets can compete with princes and dogs can wear fur. Xiaotian was ashamed to go out, and Jiro deserved it.
Delightfulness can be the enemy of the princess, and dew can't fall lightly. Born in a rich family, glory does not need strength.
Qiaojinmen
With the jade threshold, the rain washed away the fragrance of jasmine. In spring in river of no return, Ran Ran, Green Island is at four or five o'clock.
The lotus pond is as bright as a mirror, and the lotus pickers are full of boats. Manjiang fishermen say violets, but jasmine is fresh.
Those charming eyes
A girl who longs for spring sees cardamom, and her mood is best in autumn. Laughter also brings sadness, and dreams are shy, more or less gentle.
I want to travel around the world with my lover and buy a boat under the moon. Be prepared, say nothing, and listen to the rain.
Qi Tianle
I heard Yuanyuan was crazy about butterflies and invited me to spend the night in the Three Pagodas. Brumla Gallery, Flowing Water Stone Street and graceful demeanour come into view. The scenery is a bosom friend, washing my soul. Who listens to the small building, most Bai people will go.
Naxi ancient music. The jade window is tired, and the red candle is invited. Leaking Dali, the clouds are light and the wind is light, and the spring water in Erhai Lake whimpers. New powder timid, cardamom bloom, dream season. Mountains and rivers travel everywhere, and there is only the moon around me.
journey
Yunnan is looking for azaleas in March, and the mountains are full of azaleas. Powder as rouge, white as Chun Xue, in front of Hua Xiaojun.
I can't bear to sleep at night. Loneliness, who knows, looking at the emperor's heart, affectionate also turned into smoke.
Complain about one's feelings
East wind, flowing water, green mountains. Cloud breaks rain, Chu Qing. Annoyed that he was sleeping soundly in the fragrant pavilion, he stirred up a warbler's cry.
Thin eyebrows and light waist. Make up overnight. Spring is fragrant, March is like the wind, and it is human.
Complain about one's feelings
Tang Qian Yulan is fragrant. The sunset glow depends on the sunset. Nomura is picturesque in spring, with yellow willows between peaches and plums.
The feeling of parting is strong and the water is long. The mountains are boundless. Cut off your back. Send the afterglow on the moon, and think infinitely.
Complain about one's feelings
Lotus grows in the clear water of Nantang. I'm impressed. I don't know how many grievances, gently sprinkled in the spring breeze.
People were scattered in the moonlight. The night dew is thick. Willows are sad, peaches and apricots are idle, and loneliness is endless.
Juvenile friendship
Xia Feng is weak and the clouds are slow. Old locusts live among thousands of cicadas. It doesn't rain for ten days, the ground is like a hungry chicken, and the steamer is like the sky.
When Charles disappeared without a trace, where was the early stage? The mountain city is bleak, and the heart is bleak. I fell asleep last year.
Juvenile youer
Lei Feng Xi Rizhao broke the bridge. Qu Yuan looks like the former dynasty. There is rain in two peaks, no boat in three pools, and a white snake waist.
Nanping night bell sounds old and my thoughts are misty. The wind blows willow waves, the moon shines on Pinghu, and Su Causeway is sparse.
Xijiangyue (Dali)
Cangshan Lake and Erhai Lake are neighbors, and the buildings under the mountain are connected. Daphne is swaying in the east hedge wind. Surprised my dream of spring after the rain.
Three pagodas come to find a circle, and butterfly spring is floating and sinking. Steamed with chest fan after three teas. The smell of wine invades people's hearts.
Xijiangyue (thinking of people)
I often go to Xiaoqiaoxi to see Mei share my heart. The milky way and the moon are bright and windy. A dreamer at night.
Four gentlemen traveled together yesterday, drifting on the water. The loose wine of snuff is not strong. Qingqing has arrived in Nantong.
Xijiangyue (Wanderer)
I haven't been home for ten years and haven't written anything for eight years. The old mother is white-haired and worried. Meet, unless it is a dream.
A friend invited me to a karaoke bar. The girl's local accent is mumbling. Close Chai Men in winter. Afraid of being annoyed by country songs.
Young Mermaid (1)
Yanjing in March is dusty. See Chang 'an Road. Fishing for white heads in red wine manor. Countless willow flowers have fallen. There are no wild boats.
Fishing old people meet new people. I only hate Wu. I want to send my heart to the red chamber. Strive for a big vision, in the book.
The young mermaid (2)
The morning light shines on peaches with dewdrops. Sporadic flowers can count. Butterflies attract clear springs. I don't know who the wild flowers on both sides of the strait bloom for.
Clouds and rain cover Yushan Mountain. Clouds in late spring are difficult to manage. Four gentlemen caress the piano like spring rain. Overwhelming and lonely.
Jade Butterfly (Carved by Saint Lv Xian)
Think about the suburbs in March, the small building listening to the rain, and how many flowers have opened. There are deep peaches and shallow apricots everywhere, and whoever cuts them with his hands. Silver Lake is quiet, painting boats and playing flutes, singing and dancing, and singing. I used to hold hands. The sound filled Yangzhou and laughed all over Penglai.
Wandering. Spring breeze pulls, homesickness strings, romance is no longer. Spring is bursting, and my eyes are full of thoughts. Think of the original, comment on elegance, shake the lotus step and lean against the wind. Emptiness hurts Agree to start over and when to start over.
Jade butterfly Lv Xian tune
At dusk, the clouds closed and the rain rested, and the red color fell quietly, bidding farewell to spring. In the bleak evening scene, apricot flowers are sparse and sad. The running water is light, the spring flowers are getting old, the makeup is messy, and the wind avoids the corridor. This is an emotional injury. Where is a confidant, the smoke is vast.
Unforgettable, karaoke first encounter, hibiscus water, jade bone muscle cream. The mountain is far away, I wonder if there is bamboo in Xiaoxiang. Miss you, dream long, forget it and sail home alone. Look at each other. The moon rises in Dongshan, illuminating the dream.
Jade butterfly (fairy song)
Mistaken into the rain lane in the south of the Yangtze River, deep in the red wall, hanging Yang. Among orchids, fragrance is implicated in the wind. Open the umbrella, peach eyes and plum cheeks, small cloves, green skirts and spring smoke. Smile a little. I don't know. I've been lovesick for years.
Continuous. On the willow tree in March, there are many fragrant notes. On the lips of red apricots, the new spring breeze bends on the moon. Do you remember listening to Su Qin and Shuang Yan in front of the pool? It should have been so long ago. Life is like a dream, gathering and parting is fate.
Shengchazi
It's spring in Dongshan and sunset in the west. Deep in the forest, the birds disappeared and the clouds disappeared.
Xianglailan follows people, and flowers are like the fog on the moon. The empty nest waits for Yan to return, and the dream goes around Chang 'an Road.
Xiangzi
There is no dust in summer nights. The sky is as clear as silver Wind three points, fireflies seven points. Fame and fortune make fools work hard. Why don't you go home, under the moon and dream?
Begonia painting, lilac kiss. This life is rare and naive. Go home with you and be a free man. For a Shan Yu, a courtyard moon, a cloud.
A butterfly in love with flowers
The red apricots are clearer and more beautiful after the rain. Have a graceful demeanour smile, bitterness like tears. West looking at the east flowing water in front of the mountain. A young girl with a green bun.
Green hills and white clouds are deep in Wan Li. When we met, we didn't have any good plans for the elderly. Give up youth and get drunk. The rain hits the spring dream and tears a thousand times.
Coffee senna
Spring is old, when will fate change? The breeze blows gently, the lotus is calm, and the willow fragrance is soft and red. People sing about peace.
After a light rain, farming is everywhere. Swallows are speechless, peaches and plums are exhausted, and orioles sing in the depths of bamboo forests. The grass is green in spring.
Man Jiang Hong
Autumn wind comes from the west, and tall buildings are deep in grass. Looking at the Central Plains, there are five mountains and clouds, and spring scenery in John Wan. People miss the ghost valley in Nanshan and the poets in Nanhai. Affectionate for the bright moon and mountains and rivers, the hero said.
Don't read Zheng He's biography any more. There are no crazy people, only sighs. Diplomacy is like a parrot, and power is in hand. The weak song dynasty sighed, loyal to the country, the world is cold, always erratic. May my younger brother write poems with Songhe.
Three songs of Sheng Chazi
The Mid-Autumn Festival is full moon, and one person has a holiday. Chrysanthemum flowers are new, always worrying about the wind and the moon. The light of fireflies is shining, and the cold insects are screaming. No mail in the distance, lilac lovesickness.
The willows by the stream are long, and the apricot blossoms on the low wall are small. The bluebird sings high trees, and the oriole sings Chen Chong. Yuquan spits out a new wave, and people are not in the ancient road. Passionate is always fragile, and the world pities the grass.
Jiujiang Pipa Boat, Lushan Mountain meets the rain. The spring breeze is ruthless, so I can talk to people through willow. Travel far and wide, pity the dross girl. Wildflowers are your heart, regardless of the lotus girl.
Wulingchun
The lotus pond is cold and the atrium is round. Summer nights are like dreams. You will be safe in the distance.
The east wind warms the geese and should go to Yumen Pass. Kunlun Qianzhangshan Road Plate. Traveling together is a wish.
Wulingchun
Jiangnan dusk flute is thick, and the lonely moon is like a hook. The scenery in Yangzhou is as gentle as water. Who will travel with me?
Oman waist dance willow, neon street hand in hand. This small bridge surrounds the painting building. Moonlight is the most romantic.
Ugly slave
Wuyue water town people are handsome. Swallows fly like bodies. Speak softly. Courtesy and hospitality are like embroidery needles.
May lilacs open their hearts. These flowers are charming. Light wine is frequent. Accompany me with the breeze, spend the bright moon and the early morning in Suzhou.