Author: Shi Daoning
Spring breeze blows gently, and spring is bustling. On the east ridge of the bird's crow, the south branch of the flower hair tree. The garden is secluded, so it's suitable for enjoying. Pedestrians are half drunk and half awake, while tourists are like fools. Sing or dance, laugh or be sad. The head is full of my family affairs, and I always hold it everywhere. I was suspicious because I was so obsessed with it. Kuta Gude, try to put on a good show. If you don't save this idea, it will be hard to practice.