Before the swallow returns to the nest, when the crane returns.
Sweet tea dreams are afraid of the cold spring, while green covers close the door and swallows are idle.
Whispering between the swallow and the beam, the substrate comes to sleep.
Swallows with mud fight for home, and crazy people don't remember home alone.
In the old society, Wang thanked Yan and flew into the homes of ordinary people.
Several early warblers compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
When will the swallow return, and the peach blossom on the shore will be dipped in water.
Chun Yan, who painted the eaves, had to spend the night, but Lan Pu was willing to fly solo.
Qiu Lai is only one person long in the swallow house where the moon is frosty.
The real bead curtain breaks the bat's fly, the bird's nest is empty, and fireflies enter.
Water grows in the spring under Shicheng, and moss grows in the rain in front of Swallow Hall.
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Gala, and a misty rain chills apricot flowers.
The oriole turned over the water, and the swallow might as well get muddy.
Swallows live in magpies among flowers, and young birds under bamboo circle the phoenix.
Peach blossom and apricot blossom, Du Yuxin crows.
That is to say, do you have an oriole calendar when watching swallows enter the mountains?
Swallows don't hide thunder or sting, and candles are misty.
Hunan has experienced spring for tourists, and the soil of swallows has been renewed twice.
Eat grass and swallow pity, and drink alone the fisherman who has dropped out of school.
Swallows don't come to spend rain, and spring breeze blames dusk.
Swallows wear roller blinds, but fish touch inkstone.
Self-satisfied humble abode, compatible with swallow nest.
Flowers and plants are in full bloom on the top of the mountain, and swallows fly east and west.
Swallows come into the house and flowers fly everywhere.
Mud melts into swallows, sand warms and sleeps mandarin ducks.
Peach blossoms are fluttering and swallows are letting go.
Swallows and efforts, one west and one east.
Shuang Yan's return to Shuang Yan is enviable.
Birds are young, and autumn swallows waste time.
Swift renovated the curtains, and the wind cuckoo circled the old branches.
Spring scenery is everywhere, and Shuang Yan returns to leisure.
Travel food surprised Shuang Yan and brought mud into this hall.
Haiyan is weak until spring.
Fish come out in the drizzle, and swallow in the breeze.
Swallows return, and a few wisps of fragrant wind open.
Swallows return, still busy.
Swallows divide mud bees into honey, and the weather is beautiful.