1, Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water level is low at first. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
2, the moonlight is deeper than half a household, and the Beidou is oblique. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.
3, sitting alone in the pond like a tiger, resting in the shade. If I don't speak first in spring, which bug dares to be quiet.
4, the mountain tree falls plum blossoms and flies to the savage. What do barbarians have? A jar full of Yangchun wine. Bring wine to Chuntai and sing with plum blossoms. Drunk lying on the bright moon, sleepwalking on the roof.
5, the blue powder wall is west, and the purple glaze crosses Chuiyang Road. Painting a building in early spring makes a peach blossom smile. The previous dream is blurred, and the voice of long wave is small. The year is coming, and the river is rainy and rainy.
6. Only put two or three flowers in the south branch and powder them in the snow. Light smoke thick moon, deep water shallow sand.
7, good rain knows the season, when spring occurs. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
8. The official sentiment is sad, and spring is like autumn. The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.
9. The village is surrounded by trees and the pond is full of water. Leaning against the east wind, I wandered happily. The small garden is full of spring. There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white and cauliflower yellow. Far away from the fence, there is a dark hall. Green flag, by the living water bridge. Occasionally cross Donggang. Yinger is singing, Yaner is dancing and butterflies are busy.
10, weeping willows are dipped in clear meaning and dyed with bright green spring silk. The city bridge is close to the horse, and the flag pavilion sells wine, which is infinitely lovesick. It's a good idea to dance before combing the clouds and wash the rain and wind. I don't know why, when the flowers fall, they all look askance.