I want wet clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, and I have another village.
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
Spring can't shut the garden, an almond goes out of the wall.
A little green and a little red, no need for more touching spring scenery.
It is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind.
In the former deep Xue Cun, a branch was opened last night.
Don't praise the good color, keep it fresh and dry.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance.
The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
I don't know if it started spraying recently, but I suspect it didn't sell after the winter snow.
Lotus fragrance sells in late summer, and chrysanthemum gas enters the new autumn.
Bamboo contains new powder, and red lotus loses its clothes.
The entrance is opposite to the wine, and the hibiscus is open on all sides.
The wind brings me the fragrance of lotus flowers, and the music of dew drops from bamboo leaves.
The bamboo stream is green, and the lotus flower is fragrant in the mirror.
Round lotus floating leaves, fine wheat falling light flowers
The wind contains Cui Juan and the rain is red and fragrant.
The water surface is clear and round, and the wind and load are lifted one by one.
Lotus leaves are like clouds, and boats roll into Xiling.
Rouge snow thin smoked, jade plate high luminous.
After a light rain, the lotus turned over and the pomegranate flowers burned.
Autumn chrysanthemum is more beautiful because of its good color.
The rain is deep, and the frost is half lotus.
It's not that chrysanthemums are favored among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless.
Purple half-open hedge chrysanthemum is quiet, and red is full of sorrow.
Waiting for the arrival of autumn, on the eighth day of September, my flowers bloom and all flowers wither.
The west wind is rustling all over the courtyard, and cold butterflies are hard to come by.
Lotus flowers are not covered by rain, and chrysanthemums still have Ao Shuang branches.
After dusk, Dongli wine is dark and fragrant.
There are thousands of birds singing in the Spring Festival and flowers flying all the way in February.
Huayang fish pod has no talent and can only solve the problem of heavy snow all over the sky.
The moonlight in the atrium is clear, and countless flowers have passed without a shadow.
The spring breeze does not lift the ban on poplars, which is foggy and messy.
Despite painting a Zhu Hu, the spring breeze is comfortable.
Spring is divided into three parts, dust into two parts, and water into two parts.
There is no one in the willow path, and Liu Xufei has no shadow
Pink, fragrant array every day.
Flocculation is silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows, and the moon has shame.
There is no one in the stream, and they are falling in succession.
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
Snow is like plum blossoms, and plum blossoms are like snow. Similarity and difference are wonderful.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Haitang blushed without hesitation and drizzled independently.
In the fourth month, the south wind blew the yellow barley plain, the jujube flowers had not withered, and the leaves of Laka had grown.
There are no catkins because of the wind, only sunflowers are inclined to the sun.
In Wan Li, the spring grass is warm and the clouds are light, and the palace flowers are given away.
Flowers and grass are in full bloom in Yue Nv's eyes, small white and long red cheeks.
At the end of spring, the flower stands want to resign, and the flowers dance empty.
If you are interested in falling flowers, come and go by boat.
Flowers must be rogue, and purple butterflies and wasps have feelings.
The fragrance reached the heavenly heart, but it was not known to ordinary flowers and trees.
Where the fragrance smells flowing water, the shadow falls on the savage.
I hope the wind blows far away and the home lane is spring.
Looking at the vast Xiang Xue, my mountain is a good title.
The breeze and raindrops are covered with moss, and the fragrance of the desert is silent.
After China's entry into WTO, red snow and cold snow are adopted, and purple clouds are cut with dust fragrance.
It looks like an ordinary color, and the shadow is caused by his ice and snow.
White eyebrows are lazy to give red berries, and they must be gorgeous to meet the drunken eyes first.
There is no snow in the quiet room, and there is a sunset in the running water.
Jiangnan has nothing, talk about a spring.
When you passed my window, did the plum blossom bloom its first cold flower? .
Shuibian village, a valley on the hillside, was once blocked by flowers.
The scenery is already in the backyard before you know it.
Cold plum is the most hateful, and it is often spent last year.
Willow hangs by the river and plum blossoms are in the snow.
There is also a letter from the end of the world, plum blossom is near spring.
I can't afford to socialize, a plum blossom.
Residual water and mountains have no attitude, and they are arranged to have an affair by thinning plum.
It's dusk. I'm alone, and it's stormy.
"Mottled shadows hang obliquely on the clear shallow water, and their fragrance spreads peacefully in the moonlight dusk."
Wild plums can't burn out, but sometimes you can see two or three flowers.
The peach flew away and burned its brilliance.
To the east of Luoyang, peaches and plums are everywhere. Who flies around?
The grass is green in the rain and the peach blossoms are burning on the water.
Peach is rainy, willow is green and smoky.
A cluster of peach blossoms has no owner, and the lovely deep red loves light red.
Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.
Although the peach and plum trails are old, gardenias and red peppers are gorgeous.
The grass is green, the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy.
The situation is that youth will be dusk and peach blossoms will fall in red rain.
Wild peaches have short bamboo hedges with smiles, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water.
All the peaches and plums are in full bloom, and the green grass is the same.
Dongfeng intends to go to Momo Branch first.
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Willow leaves rain in thousands of feet, peach blossoms smoke all the way.
Peach dew seeds are in the sky, and red apricots are planted in the clouds beside the sun.
Peach blossoms are planted and exposed in the sky, not the number of flowers.
Break the apricot hair of Hongshan randomly, and spread the new green water apples equally.
In spring, the sun is shining, and apricot blossoms are blooming on the slope of the mountain city.
Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Good spring can't be hidden, and the powder wall is inclined to expose the apricot tips.
The grass is everywhere, and the apricot is fragrant.
The willow is golden and tender, and the pear flower is fragrant with snow.
Chunlan Xi Qiuju will live forever.
If you don't stay in Dongshan for a long time, roses will bloom several times.
Affectionate peony contains spring tears, weak rose lies on the branches.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep at night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
Smiling between bamboo fences, peaches and plums are always vulgar.
Ask the shutter man, Haitang is still there.
The new green among the branches is very thick, and Xiao Lei hides a few red dots.
Love your heart, don't spit lightly, teach peaches and plums to be spring breeze.
Only peonies are truly beautiful; Its prosperity shocked the whole capital.
In May, when the pomegranate is in full bloom and the branches are growing, the children also begin to grow.
Gui Xiang is full of dew, and the stone ring is full of spring.
Why light blue and light red? It's a first-class flower
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness.
The eaves are long and clean without moss, and flowers and trees are planted by hand.