Guo shunmin
Smoke and snow are fragrant, and the flowering period is forbidden.
Chun Qing is full of people looking for elves, who mistakenly think that the cherry gallery is a dream.
2. Looking at cherry blossoms again
Guo Gaoke
Borrowed from the east wind of Ye Xiang, poetry became busy with pen and ink.
I also pity Yan Yan to find my hometown.
3. xiong'an new area has poems.
Wang Dianyong Shouguang
The legendary Baiyangdian Lake in Zhao Yan, singing golden roosters to enjoy the world.
Sitting and watching the dragons rise, the story of spring is full of joy.
4. Anqiu Qu Hui Peach Blossom Festival
Wang Lijun Anqiu
Don't sigh that the spring scenery is different, and the sky flies like a blue mountain.
Yunzhou wants to ask Taoyuan, and Wuling is in full swing.
5. Order crimson lips. Iris whispers
Chen yanyun kuiwen
A few places are red, and there are shy dances among the green flowers. Huang Rui is easy to take and very ethereal.
Love each other and listen to butterflies whisper. Stay in spring, * * * with the morning and night, with the wind and rain.
6. Feelings of Weifang International Kite Club (new rhyme)
Qi Ruping Changle
Everything changes makeup in spring, and kites get drunk in Weifang.
In the sky, fish jump, seagulls flap their wings, and butterflies bloom in the sea of clouds.
Everyone in Baishi praises the phoenix, but no one looks down on Long Xiang.
Smoke is better than a dream, and Washington takes off for a long time.
7. Ding Youchuchun took his old friends to visit Gaomi Northeast Township.
Yu zhichao kuiwen
The baili plain is covered with a green skirt, and the seedlings turn green at jointing stage.
Mo Yan has few spiritual springs here, and bitter water has poured into a cultural township.
8.Xi Chun
Ma Qingxin Shouguang
The light rain is dripping with green moss, and the flowers are lingering.
A purple swallow is afraid of spring and asks for the red curtain from outside.
9. A world of mortals street
Feng anqiu
Outside the hedge, red flies all the way, and the fragrance is beautiful.
Jiao Ying paved the way with flowers tactfully, and suspected that Yao Palace fell into dust.
10, on foot
Lu Fengyang Shouguang
The light and shadow are blurred like welcoming guests, and the leafy leaves are like parting.
The high forest air rang gently and the path gradually became clear.
Clouds and sleeves are wide under your feet, and the sea is rising day by day.
Looking back again, the mountains and rivers in Wan Li are plain.