2. Poems about walking in summer
Poetry about nocturnal travel 1. Write a poem about walking at night happily.
Night tour of Chengtian Temple
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Genpox, on the night of October 12, 2006, took off his clothes and went to bed. He just saw the moonlight on the door and got up happily for a walk. Thinking that there was no one to play with, I went to the Tianhou Palace to find Zhang Huaimin. People didn't sleep, so we walked in the yard together. Under the court, if the water is empty, algae and grass are interlaced in the water, and bamboo and cypress are hidden. What night is there no moonlight? Where is there no bamboo and cypress? It's just the lack of free people like us.
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On the night of1October 12, 2006 (or 10831October 12), I took off my clothes to get ready for bed, and just saw the moonlight shining into my room through the window, so I got up happily and went out for a walk. I thought there was no one to play with, so I went to Chengtian Temple to find Zhang Huaimin. Zhang Huaimin didn't sleep either, so we walked in the yard together. The yard is full of moonlight, like stagnant water, clear and transparent, and the algae and shepherd's purse in the water are mixed together, which turned out to be the shadow of bamboo and cypress. What night has no moonlight? Where are there no pine and cypress trees? It's just the lack of idle people like the two of us (who don't care about fame and fortune but can wander around calmly).
2. Poems about walking
Send a message to Qiu Yuanwai (Wei) in autumn night
When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.
Pine nuts fell on the mountain, and you seem to wake up.
Woxiaozhai (Bai Juyi)
Yan sat there and ate until the end.
Under the long corridor, retreat to the study.
Who will accompany you when you are free?
What cloud is two thousand stones, like a field Weng?
Su Dongting Xiaoxing (Bai Juyi)
Warm earth fire, burning sarong candle.
Holding the piano alone, I went to Dongzhai for the night.
The sound of the window is residual leakage, and the curtain is floating at the beginning.
Look up and comb more, your eyes are dim, and you get enough sleep in spring.
Take a walk in the pond under the eaves.
Southern Yan didn't come back, why did Dongfeng come?
The snow around the wall is white and the grass is green.
Why do you say that you are always alone?
3. Poems about "Walking"
The poem about "walking" is as follows:
1. Send a message to Qiu Yuanwai (Wei) in autumn night.
When I walk on a cool autumn night, I think of you and sing my poems.
Pine nuts fell on the mountain, and you seem to wake up.
2. My village (Bai Juyi)
When you look at things from the beginning, you sit and eat.
Under the long corridor, retreat into the study.
Who will accompany you when you are free?
What cloud is two thousand stones, like a field Weng?
3. Su Dongting Xiaoxing (Bai Juyi)
Warm earth fire, burning sarong candle.
Holding the piano alone, I went to Dongzhai for the night.
Residual leakage window, curtain floating at the beginning.
Look up and comb more, your eyes are dim, and you sleep well in spring.
Take a walk in the pond under the eaves.
Southern Yan didn't come back, why did Dongfeng come?
4. Dog Kite (Bai Juyi)
Come late, the weather is fine, walk in front of the door.
What's in front of the door? I occasionally see dogs and kites.
The kite flies when it is full, and the dog sleeps when it is warm.
The abdomen is comfortable and close to the ground, and the wings soar.
There is no worry about se above, and there is no bondage and locking below.
When I saw what it was, I was also very comfortable.
What is the comfort of the soul, a poem about freedom.
This is still appropriate, and I haven't forgotten what I said.
5. Deputy Offender (Party)
Four mountains are green, and one stream is beautiful around autumn. Bodin Look at the heron standing fish jumping on the flat mirror. Walking in the forest, the old trees lead to a secluded path. The wind is calm. Smoke from the kitchen is straight and the pond is sunny. It's time for the past, old and dusty. It's still dark. Wu Shuang, gaunt and ashamed Pan Ling. Dream of Jiangnan, Xiao Yuan Road. Listen anxiously. Gold well with deciduous pulley.
6. Subtract Magnolia (Guo)
Meet by chance. This is the most pleasant place in the world. Take a walk in search of spring. Become an uninvited guest in the piano concert hall. A slow song. The wild birds all flinched. Don't drink too much. It takes time.
7. Liang Zhu (Han Juan)
Plum blossoms are rare on the road. People come and go, regardless of year. Take a leisurely walk with Nan Jian. The east wind blows incense for me. How much youth is there today? Tomorrow is another day, and the stream shadows Hengshan Mountain at dusk. Don't climb over the monarch, live. The heart is in the poem.
Why did the ancients love to write poems by walking?
Walking is the most environmentally friendly and practical way to keep fit. Not only people nowadays pay attention to walking, but also ancient people admire it.
Pei Du's Wandering by the Water: "Where do you feel light when you are free? I will walk in the water for the time being. Seagulls also know that people are quiet, so it is not surprising to approach. " He likes walking at night;
Lu You's "Walking in the Garden after Rain": "The light clouds will soon clear up and trickle away silently. There is no other way to pity the new moss. " He likes walking after rain;
Wang Anshi's "Walking Alone by the Temple of Famous City": "The spring mountain stirs up water vertically and horizontally, and the fence grows from grass. Going down the mountain alone, the bamboo shoots are shaded. " He likes walking in ancient temples;
Zhu Chu Mountain Road: "Chuanyuan will be red and green for a while, and it will be more pleasant in rainy and sunny days. It is better to give up books and find spring. " He likes to go for a walk after he is tired of studying.
The ancients used walking to keep fit, relieve fatigue, express their feelings and get creative inspiration.
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4. Poems about "Walking"
The poem about "walking" goes like this: In autumn night, I will send a message to Qiu Yuanwai (Wei). I am walking in the cool autumn night, thinking of you and singing my poem.
Pine nuts fell on the mountain, and you seem to wake up. 2. Lying in the study (Bai Juyi), reading things from the beginning, sitting and eating.
Under the long corridor, retreat into the study. Who will accompany you when you are free? What cloud is two thousand stones, like a field Weng? 3. Su Dongting Xiaoxing (Bai Juyi) warms the earth fire and burns the gauze cage candle.
Holding the piano alone, I went to Dongzhai for the night. Residual leakage window, curtain floating at the beginning.
Look up and comb more, your eyes are dim, and you sleep well in spring. Take a walk in the pond under the eaves.
Southern Yan didn't come back, why did Dongfeng come? 4. Dog Kite (Bai Juyi) came late and walked in front of the door on a sunny day.
What's in front of the door? I occasionally see dogs and kites. The kite flies when it is full, and the dog sleeps when it is warm.
The abdomen is comfortable and close to the ground, and the wings soar. There is no worry about se above, and there is no bondage and locking below.
When I saw what it was, I was also very comfortable. What is the comfort of the soul, a poem about freedom.
This is still appropriate, and I haven't forgotten what I said. 5. Side offender (square) Four mountains blend together, and one stream is beautiful in autumn.
Bodin Look at the heron standing fish jumping on the flat mirror.
Walking in the forest, the old trees lead to a secluded path. The wind is calm.
Smoke from the kitchen is straight and the pond is sunny. It's time for the past, old and dusty.
It's still dark. Wu Shuang, gaunt and ashamed Pan Ling.
Dream of Jiangnan, Xiao Yuan Road. Listen anxiously.
Gold well with deciduous pulley. 6. Subtract Magnolia (Guo) from meeting by chance.
This is the most pleasant place in the world. Take a walk in search of spring.
Become an uninvited guest in the piano concert hall. A slow song.
The wild birds all flinched. Don't drink too much.
It takes time. 7. A tree with sparse plum blossoms on Liangzhu (Han Wei) Road.
People come and go, regardless of year. Take a leisurely walk with Nan Jian.
The east wind blows incense for me. How much youth is there today?
Tomorrow is another day, and the stream shadows Hengshan Mountain at dusk. Don't climb over the monarch, live.
The heart is in the poem. Why did the ancients love to write poems by walking? Walking is the most environmentally friendly and practical way to keep fit. Not only people nowadays pay attention to walking, but also ancient people admire it.
Pei Du's Wandering by the Water: "Where do you feel light when you are free? I will walk in the water for the time being. Seagulls also know that people are quiet, so it is not surprising to approach. "
He likes walking at night; Lu You's "Walking in the Garden after Rain": "The light clouds will soon clear up and trickle away silently. There is no other way to pity the new moss. "
He likes walking after rain; Wang Anshi's "Walking Alone by the Temple of Famous City": "The spring mountain stirs up water vertically and horizontally, and the fence grows from grass. Going down the mountain alone, the bamboo shoots are shaded. "
He likes walking in ancient temples; Zhu Chu Mountain Road: "Chuanyuan will be red and green for a while, and it will be more pleasant in rainy and sunny days. It is better to give up books and find spring. "
He likes to go for a walk after he is tired of studying. The ancients used walking to keep fit, relieve fatigue, express their feelings and get creative inspiration.
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The poem about walking in summer is 1. What are some beautiful sentences about "walking"
1. In the summer of "it rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond", you will be "intoxicated" by walking on the edge of the lotus pond where lotus leaves are cut into one color and hibiscus blooms on both sides of your face, watching the scene of "the lotus leaves in the sky are infinitely blue and the lotus flowers are red in the sun" and sucking "the lotus pond is pillow in the ancient opera house, and the wind hesitates to brew incense".
2. The sunshine is warm and soft, the sky is blue and pure, and countless green leaves shake and dance in the air like countless transparent little palms. Is this the joy of life? That's the continuation of life, right? The river flows gently and brightly, and the grass on the shore is greener and the flowers are redder, as if they were also glad for the arrival of my mother and me.
3. Take a walk to "My road twists and turns through a sheltered valley", with trees and shade on both sides, where good birds are singing. The crisp birdsong falls into the ear, just like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing ripples. Rich green dyed the wings of songbirds, clean air and mood. The mystery of "the green grass stains the steps in spring, and birds sing happily under the leaves" makes me feel suspicious.
4. In the autumn night of "the pine forest is in the moonlight, and the crystal stone is in the stream", walking in the courtyard of "the courtyard is loose, and the flowers are still fragrant", "the green hills outside the column are lined with tarts, and the water in front of the building is regarded as a lake", "the shadows are shallow, and the faint fragrance is floating in the moonlight", coupled with the distant realm of "the bamboo leaves go home, and the lotus leaves are harvested before the fishing boat", it will definitely make you.
Every morning and evening, as long as the weather is fine, you can always see a middle-aged man holding a white-haired old man walking slowly on the cement road in Shuinan Community. The old man is slow and looks a little slow. The middle-aged man carefully helped the old man, and his expression was so focused. They beat the dawn with their feet and blocked the dusk with their figures.
I looked out of the window. Although it is winter, it is as light and free as spring, so I decided to go out for a walk to relax. More importantly, the weather is warm. ...
7. Walking in the spring after the rain, "the rain in Weicheng is clear and the dust is clear, and the green willows in the guest house are new in color", watching "the rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is close in color, but there is nothing", bathing in "the sun is shining high, the wind is bleak in spring, flowers and birds are in full bloom" and watching "the grass leads the butterfly, and the flying dragon sends the poet to have no owner".
8. I have been walking. Since the invisible front and back are already dreams, try to seize your own happiness and seize the present! Unfortunately, I don't want to be the end, at least leaving footprints with a clear conscience!
9. I came to the grass, and the grass was still like that. Maybe the sun didn't give it sunshine in time, poor grass, so it withered and rotted. However, one day, they will re-emerge green shoots and pull out long green leaves. At this time, I'm afraid even Grandfather Sun grinned happily.
10. I climbed up the fitness equipment in the park and looked into the distance. Naughty fog, thick for a while, light for a while, so that the original clear mountain, but now hazy. Never mind, the mountains in the twilight make people feel mysterious and alive.
1 1. Walking in the atrium, the courtyard is empty like water, and the algae in the water are staggered, covered with bamboo and cypress.
12. After dinner, I walked alone in the square at sunset, and the sunset shone on my face, which made me feel warm and comfortable.
13. Walking in the evening is a very happy thing, especially walking along a quiet path lined with all kinds of flowers and trees.
14. It's nice to walk by the river at night! It can not only exercise, enjoy the beautiful scenery, but also feel the coolness brought by the river. It is really beautiful in the world.
15. The orange light looks a little lazy and warm in the wind. The shadow of my father and I was dragged for a long time.
2. Sentences describing walking
1. Choose a quiet and leisurely path, wander around poetically, fly the wings of your soul, savor the beauty of life and enjoy it.
2. The sunshine is warm and soft, the sky is blue and pure, and countless green leaves shake and dance in the air, like countless transparent little palms. Is this the joy of life? That's the continuation of life, right? The river flows gently and brightly, and the grass on the shore is greener and the flowers are redder, as if rejoicing for the arrival of himself and his mother.
3, has been walking, since the invisible front and back are already dreams, then try to seize your own happiness and seize the present! Unfortunately, I don't want to be the end, at least leaving footprints with a clear conscience!
4. In the summer when it rains at home in Huangmei season and frogs are everywhere in Caotang, hibiscus blooms on both sides of your face along the edge of the lotus pond where lotus leaves and skirts are cut off, watching the scene of "infinite lotus leaves and different colors of lotus flowers", sucking the lotus pond in the ancient opera house, and the wind hesitates to brew incense, to see if you will be "intoxicated and not know where to go".
3. Poems about summer
Early summer-after the storm-after you left, my heart beat a little faster. I once again covered your lingering words with tears on your disappearing route. Bury you in my heart at high temperature. If the past is more fragrant in my memory, can that tree flower prove that it belongs to the green fruit of the future? If dreams need true colors more, I'll try Melia azedarach bloom, and I want purple clothes in summer. Although you're gone, I'm not so hard to dress up. Summer is lying on my chest-looking at the distance-and I came to the early summer synchronously with purple. I fell in love with the neem flower under the tree, but the memory is so bitter. I looked at another tree under the tree, and it became the horizon. I have no choice but to wait, because waiting is the perfect search. I am willing to wait for someone under the tree. "Summer"-Xia Yun, who was lying on my chest in the North Pole, cried and vented so thoroughly. You wet my hair and my neem flower. I know that I have always been your silent confidant. I comforted you in autumn, winter and spring. This is your beauty. However, many people don't understand that you are sunny and don't know what color you are. They hid in the air-conditioned room. Laughing at your heat under the electric fan, Arctic Jun's poetry group "Summer on My Chest" and "Wild Grapes"-Arctic Jun's poetry "Where can I wait for my hope except summer? Green covers the whole mountain. There is no wind blowing waves. A few strings of full thoughts climb high and spread all the power as much as possible. Shan Ye wants you to choose dark and bright eyes. Blue Yinchuan, a poem by a lonely arctic gentleman, is willing to light up brighter green for the ivy in the hot light. I will quietly drive away a dark cloud on the horizon, let the bad mood sink into the sad creek bay of Botuo, make the whole sky clean, and make the afternoon mood soft and white. So I walked on the wooden bridge, looked at the clear fish in the stream and asked them if they still remembered me.
4. Describe a summer walk by the lake
Walking by the lake in the evening and summer is a rare leisure and enjoyment. The lake nourishes the eyes and the soul. Chew the beauty in the scenery and feel the beauty of the free flow of ideas. Life is as sparkling as the lake and as passionate as the evening breeze.
A lake melted everything. Clouds in the sky, willows by the lake, lotus flowers on the lake, fish playing shuttle games ... Walking by the lake in summer, everything is green! Wherever the footprints go, they are all green! Business is full of green, vibrant green, fresh and flowing green! It is easy to penetrate into the eyes, into the heart and lungs, and into the emotional thoughts. Immersed in the green body, every cell is breathing, taking a big breath and breathing in a new way! Green trees, green water, green lotus, green grass ... endless green comes into our eyes, which makes people overwhelmed. Overwhelming green has dyed my growing idea green! Even the air in all directions seems to be green!
5. Write poems about summer
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Yang Wanli's eyes in the pond are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the sun and is soft.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head. Four-season rural hybrid Fan Song becomes a big Li Jinxing fat, and wheat flowers are white and cauliflower is thin.
No one has ever crossed the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies are flying. (1) The poem with the word "Xia" is 1. I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long.
(Bai Juyi's "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer. (Li Shangyin's Yi Xian) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest.
(Xie Lingyun, "Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea") 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the porch is cold. (Du Fu's Summer Sigh) 5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, I dare to eat.
(Dai Fugu's "Hot") 6. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days. (Li Ang's Summer Couplet) 7. The remnants gather in the summer heat, and the new rain brings autumn haze.
(Cen Can's "Xiuting sends China to send Wang Shaofu back to the county") 8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. It will clear up before summer is deep. (Fan Chengda's Happy Sunny Day) 9. Qingjiang is a song that embraces the village, and the village of Changxiajiang is quiet.
(Du Fu's Rain Village) 10. Why do you hate Fang Fei's departure? Xia Muyang is cute. (Qin Guan's Dark Sun in March) (2) A poem describing summer scenery without the word "summer" is 1. Xiao He only showed sharp corners, and a green dragonfly stood on his head.
(Yang Wanli's Little Pool) 2. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond. (Zhao Shixiu "You Yue") 3. The mountains and plains are all green, and it rains like smoke in the regular sound.
(Weng Juan's April in the Country) 4. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli's Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple) 5. The bright moon surprises magpies, and the breeze cries at midnight.
(Xin Qiji's "Walking along Huangsha Road in Xijiang Moonlight") 6. Crystal curtains are cool and breezy, and roses are fragrant. (High article "Summer in the Mountain Pavilion") 7. We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains.
(Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") 8. The diameter of poplar flowers is covered with white felt, and the lotus leaves in the stream are stacked with green money. (Du Fu's "Wandering in Queque") 9. It's cool in Mao Ting, Matsushita in May, and the Tingshayun tree is dark in the evening.
(Dai Shulun's Biography of Mount Tai) 10. Since I went to Liang, I have been close to seagulls in the water. (Du Fu's Jiangcun) 1 1. The wind comes and blows away, and the water under the lake looks like the sky.
(Su Shi's drunken book in Wang Hu Building on June 27th) 12. Plum acid splash teeth, banana green sieve teeth. (Yang Wanli's Taking a nap in Early Summer) 1, "Summer is in the South Pavilion, Thinking of Xin" is awesome in the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, and the moon rises from the lake.
Hang your hair in the shade at night, open the window and lie down in a quiet and spacious place. The evening breeze sent waves of lotus fragrance, and the dew on the bamboo leaves made a crisp sound.
I thought I would want to make a song, make a song, I just hate my friends in front of me. Feeling for a night, I miss my old friends all night, and it is hard to miss them in my dreams.
2, "Farmhouse on the Weihe River" Tang is on a country road under the setting sun, and cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy.
Pheasant [sentence] wheat seedlings are embroidered, silkworm moths are sleeping, peeling mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially.
No wonder I long for a simple life and sigh the old song, oh, back to the past! . 3, "Yellow Sand Road Xijiang Moonlight Night" Song Xin Qi Ji Mingyue is not surprised, and the breeze sings at midnight.
The cool evening breeze seems to have spread to cicadas in the distance. In the fragrance of rice and flowers, people talk about the harvest of a year, and frogs croak in their ears, as if in a bumper harvest year.
In the old days, Maodian was near the forest, and the road turned to the stream bridge. 4. "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple" Song Yang Wanli After all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake was different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. 5, "Watching Wheat" Tang Baijuyi Tian Jia is less idle, and people are twice as busy in May.
In the evening, the south wind rises and the wheat turns yellow. Mother-in-law is rich in food, and children are full of pot pulp.
Go with Tian Xiang. Ding Zhuang is in Nangang. Filled with the heat of the country, the back was scorched by the sun.
I don't know about the heat, but I regret the long summer. There is a poor woman with a child on her back.
Grab the ear with your right hand and hang the basket with your left arm. Listening to his words of concern is very sad.
The family lost all their taxes, so they took this to satisfy their hunger. Today, I have no merit, and I have never worked in farming and mulberry.
There are three hundred stones in the land, and there is surplus food at the age of eight. I am ashamed to read this in private, and I can't forget it every day.
6, "Yixian" Tang Li Shangyin lived in the city, and spring went to summer. The grass was drowned by the rain and finally got the love of God. The rain was sunny.
Climbing on the high shelf, overlooking the distance, the sky is high and the afterglow of the sunset passes through the window lattice. Birds' nests have been dried, and their bodies are light again.
7, "Summer Night Sigh" Tang Du Fu can never be embarrassed, inflammation is poisoning my intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind is blowing on my skirt.
Kazuki Watanabe musicians are born in heaven, and there are few forests. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. Things have no details and are adaptive.
Miss Pigos, and keep the border in poor years. Why are you washing and looking at each other?
Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters. Although the purple is covered, it is better to return to China early.
North city is sad, storks fly. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
8. "Summer Mountain Pavilion" The tall trees in the Tang Dynasty are dark green, and the summer is long, and the balcony reflects into the pool. The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
9. "Three Roads in the Middle Road" In the Song Dynasty, there were several plum blossoms and streams were full of mountains. The green trees on the mountain road are as dense as when they came, and the bushes of several orioles in the dense forest add more fun than when they came.
10, "Sleeping in Early Summer", Song Yang Wanli plum is sour and splashes teeth, and the banana is green. Spring goes to summer, and the days are long and tired. After a nap, I feel depressed and watch the children play with catkins in the air.
1 1, "Summer Book to Send Friends" Tang Cui Tu retired from farming when he arrived in Kuangbang, so why bother all his life? In the end, I learned something from Yi Xi, but I was surprised by the humiliation.
The peak turns without a shadow, and there are trees flying. It took ten years to realize that poem, and I stayed in the Central Plains to cast soldiers.
12, "Early Summer on the Pool" Tang Baijuyi's spring pool accumulates water late, and the shade is mixed with summer wood. The boat is like a wild crossing, and the fence falls like a river village.
Touch the piano mattress quietly and open the door of the wine cellar. Get a little grandson if you have nothing to do.
13, "The First Summer" Tang Baorong was young yesterday, and the evening peak is still beautiful. Although there is a residual state, the pulse condition can prevent anxiety.
You cherish the season, and you feel fleeting. The lotus leaf skirt in Changling, Wang Song is cut in monochrome, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face.
Lotus is mixed in the lotus pond, and it is difficult to recognize the lotus pond. Only when you hear the song do you know that someone is picking lotus in the pond-picking lotus. At the beginning of Yuwan, Guangxi came to Lvwan for fishing in spring, and apricot blossoms were chaotic in spring.
The pool is clear and shallow, and the lotus knows the fish are scattered. One summer night, I sighed that Tang/Du Fu was immortal, and the inflammation poisoned the intestines.
Andrew Wan Lifeng, the wind blows my skirt, and the paradise of science comes from Kazuki Watanabe musicians, and the forest stretches on. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
When you see the slightest thing in vain, the feather bug flies. No matter big or small, it is adaptive. In poor years, I miss Pigos and defend the frontier.
Why are you washing and looking at each other? Diao Dou was hit at night, and the noise was even 10,000 square meters.
Although Lanzi is buried, it is better to return early, and the north city is sad and the stork flies. When the situation is troublesome, you will be tired, and when you think hard, you will be healthy.
Dai Shiping's "Xiayin" milk duck pond is shallow in water and ripe in plum weather.