Wenming Zhiming
The fairies under the forest are light and graceful, and the water is high and graceful. The fragrance is fragrant and the wind is rogue, and the thin shadow contains the window and the moon.
Spring dreams break Luo Fu's faith, but snow disappears. Stay away from Fang Fei Music Festival, don't flute for tall buildings.
poetic sentiment
The plum blossoms under the mountain forest are as beautiful as immortals, and the white skirt floats gently.
Plum blossoms near the clear water are as detached as masters, and plum branches like jade are tearful.
Fragrant fragrance slowly invades the hair of the sideburns. This considerate wind is really cute.
The thin figure of plum tree is immersed in the screen window at night, and the bright moonlight is really affectionate.
A homesick spring dream was ruthlessly interrupted at the foot of Luofu Mountain, and the message of spring in my hometown was too far away to be conveyed.
Legend has it that the snow on the beautiful and ethereal lonely snake mountain has melted. No wonder it feels chilly this morning.
People who are constantly wandering in the distance dare not linger in the blooming festivals.
I dare not go downstairs on foot for the lingering feelings in the flute of the piper in the distant high building.