2. The coking rain soaked Joan Yu Fang. Petals hang down and fall naturally. Bloom in spring, wither in early summer, a cluster of dark green.
Tick-tock, answer, answer, sound and music. Read in the dream, the new fragrance is old and ripe. Things go round and round, and if it comes to spring, it will be bound by bright beams.
3, blushing after the rain, the flowers are different. The sunny scenery is colorful, and the green wild jade beads are gone.
4, the night rain is falling, and the flowers are blooming. Grass falls without pity for April, and those who cherish flowers cherish others.
5. The branches are gorgeous and fragrant, and the scenery is beautiful and fiery red. The rain at night blows the things in the village, and the residual flowers wither and feel vicissitudes.
6. The assassin blooms more brightly, and the rain moistens the branches. Sunny and dew are a little ashamed, just like a couple combing their temples.
7. In early summer, the roses in the forest garden bloom, and the fragrance floats in the fields, attracting bees. Beads of rain suddenly fell full of flowers, but they were like tears hanging on my cheeks.
8. A burst of flowers attracts butterflies and roses are full of flowers. Colorful and elegant, no less than peony people.
9. There was a light breeze and drizzle last night. Today, the sun is shining, and the clouds are light and the wind is light. The flowers outside the window are bright, the charm is endless, and the beads are fresh.
The powder makeup is still fresh and the ink color is still strong. New clothes with water and green leaves are better than ink painting.
10, Gao Xian walked down the steps, but Cao Xiachunsha didn't embroider shoes. Fold a rose and send it to Feng Chai with your hairpin.
1 1. Look at the rose tree in spring, and the Song family is in the west. The door is deep and dark, and the wall is flying.