Please write ten poems by association!

Distant friends bring distant land closer.

There are people in the depths of white clouds.

My hometown is a thousand miles away tonight, and it is another year of the Ming Dynasty.

The foot of my bed is shining so brightly. Is there frost already?

Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.

... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness.

Clouds need clothes, flowers need capacity, and spring breeze blows the threshold to show off China.

Under the sad bridge, the spring waves are green, which used to be a stunning photo.

When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .

I know from a distance where my brother climbed, and there is one person missing from the dogwood.