Every winter, from the post office in Handan to Sunday, I bring my knee lamp. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches.
Red flag canal water enters the field, and the seedlings grow green and colorful. The lake and the moon set each other off, and there is no wind mirror on the pool surface.
In the countryside where the sun is setting, cattle and sheep go home along the path. A rugged old man in a thatched door leaned against a cane and thought about his son, the shepherd boy. There are whistling pheasants? Full ears of wheat, sleeping silkworms and peeled mulberry leaves. Jojo and Fu Tian greet each other cordially. No wonder I long for a simple life, and the disappointed songs are fading. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
In the autumn night, candlelight reflected the screen, and Fan slapped the fireflies with his hand. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower. Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. In spring, as long as you sow a seed, you can harvest a lot of food in autumn.
Take a small moon in the sky alone to try Er Quan, the best in the world.
Children are neighbors in the snow in winter, and fools on the shore are precious. 3lian.com
Sell new silk in February and cut new grain in May. Cured the sore in front of me, but dug out my heart. I hope the king's heart will turn into a bright candle. Not according to the banquet at the front, but according to the escape room. Why don't you like wheatgrass? Xia Muyang is cute. A power station will be built in Fentouling, and lights will be installed in every household.
A poem about the philosophy of things.
1. Stones from other mountains can attack jade-The Book of Songs. Heming
2. If you don't take up your post, Li won't be crowned —— The third folk song "A Gentleman's Walk" in Han Yuefu. The city is so high, and the square is one foot high —— A Ballad in the City in the 4th Hall of Han Yuefu. Why should steel be refined into soft fingers? —— A Gift for Kun 5. But as long as you go up a flight of stairs, you can broaden your horizons by 300 miles-Don.