1, peach blossom
Flowers are in full bloom and the spring breeze is complete. Even though there are 3,000 wheat waves and thunder in the air, it is no match for a peach blossom's red color, so we can drive out the philosopher's poems and dream of Tao Qian. You seem to come by moonlight, and the nightingale's song is accompanied by the stream gently. In a long scroll, seven colorful clouds dance drunk, and the years are like fire. Who can beat the horse and pass me? .
Never go near water, beauty and freedom bloom together, when the sickle in May harvests gold, and then. Once, across the bank, how do you know which is your face and which is your scenery?
2. Peach blossom
Impermanent weather, warm and cold at first sight, however, a ray of sunshine has dispelled the cold, and the buds on the branches are already full. Moistened by the drizzle, they have long been exposed to the green branches under the call of the east wind, smiling like girls and showing their youth. The blooming flowers are delicate, delicate, soft as satin, beautiful and fragrant.
The crisp and sweet voice swirled in the air for a long time, and the machine rumbled. Farmers who cherish time are intoxicated by the blooming fairy flowers, which are full of fragrance and come face to face. Flowers appreciate people's hard work, people envy bright flowers, poetic seasons and hopes, full of kindness. The flower's heart withered, not heartless, turned into spring mud, without regret, because it once surged.
3. Peach blossom
Bloom is always so sad this season. On the other side of the flower, you opened a peach blossom with charming eyes. Since then, your innocent smiling face has quietly entered my heart. When we meet, there is no beauty in full bloom, only the silence of flowers. Your walk is silent, and your back, like scattered petals, has put out my heart and the flame of love.
Poems written in the Tang and Song Dynasties, line by line, are full of my deep attachment to you, the yellowed title page and the lonely fleeting time have erased the crystal in my eyes. You are the most painful lingering in my life. If time is not old, I am willing to wait for your love for three generations under a peach tree. If my heart remains unchanged for ten thousand years, I am willing to wait.
4. Peach blossom
After beginning of spring, the sound of birds became clearer and clearer. Raindrops beat on the canopy with good rhythm, like wooden fish knocking on the hall. Spring is getting louder and louder, and the snow and ice begin to pack their bags. Rivers, flowers, birds, animals and farmers are all busy. Earth Language: Spring cannot be without peach blossoms, and spring without peach blossoms is not spring. According to this paper law, thousands of spring peaches will carry lanterns to ignite flames and burn.
The clean and dusty one by the stream wandered out of Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden. There is a simple and strong one by the well at the head of the village. If you look closely, there is a poem by Cui Hu on the flower bone. Last night, I kept my promise and tapped on my door with a peach branch. Peach cheeks are red and colorful. Ah, that's my old lover.
5.peach blossom
Spring burst its banks, peach blossoms bloom, birds bloom, clouds and water knot, and peach blossoms in miles hide the contest between light and heat, red and white. How many people left the scene sadly, I want to go back to the peach blossom, hold a peach blossom, call it Xiao Fang and Xiao Xia, go back to the depths of the peach blossom, lie on the pole, dream of sleeping on the pipe, and cry and laugh once for all the peach blossoms.