A poem describing the beauty of peach blossoms

Original Spring Story ● Peach Blossom

Hu

Xiang zhi San yue Dian Zhu sha

Full field, full mountain, competing for hair growth

Poetry and songs left a good impression on the console table.

May the powder send Fanghua.

You bloom your heart in spring.

Because you drive them crazy.

You put that pink beauty

Embedded in their dreams

Meeting is the fulcrum of your tacit understanding.

Dependence means that you have the same desire.

You keep them in your heart.

Render their pink hearts.

Flowers are intertwined with sorrow.

Trouble, flowers and things present together.

Cheating in a warm world

You don't need butterflies and bees to render.

Let the crisp rain moisten emotions.

Let the breeze caress your face

Let Zhu's lips and kisses wrinkle his heart.

Let the pink cheeks rest on the broad shoulders.

The soul blooms here.

True love is sublimated and condensed here.

Emotional mourning in previous lives

Meet and show here

The invitation and fate of past lives

Stay here with the supply ship.

Conclusion: Every time I open the window and look around, you will open your mouth and sing loudly. I saw you pick up your pink horn and blow out a touching song, as if you were telling something happily. I thought about it for a long time. Oh, so you're telling people that spring is coming.