Xin Qiji
Spring is back. Look at the beauty's head. The flag of spring is rising. Unprovoked wind and rain, unwilling to harvest the rest of the cold. Swallows in 2008 expect to dream of the West Garden tonight. Hun didn't do it. Chengcheng Huang recommended wine, and even leeks were piled up.
However, I laughed proudly from now on, so I smoked plums and dyed willows, and I had no leisure at all. Come back to look in the mirror and change your face when you are free. Clear sorrow, ask who, will Jie Lianhuan? Afraid to see the flowers fall in bloom, the geese will return first.
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When spring comes back, look at the beautiful spring flag waving on a beautiful woman's head. The wind and rain came again for no reason, so that the light cold could not recede. Last year's swallows expected to fly to Kyoto's hometown in their dreams tonight. I'm not in the mood to say anything. I'm not busy buying Huangmei new wine, and I'm not busy preparing a new dish, leek. Laughing at the spring breeze, I am busy blowing plum blossoms and dyeing green willows. I just spent a little time to change the face of Byakki Smoker youth. My heart is full of melancholy, infinite melancholy. Who can understand the feelings in the world? I'm afraid to see the blooming flowers wither again. These geese went to the north first.