Willow buds turn green, poetry and prose.

One,

When the willows grow branches.

Pale yellow opens spring.

When the lake is green, the skirt is swaying.

A warm dance out of love

finger

Smart and soft silence.

skirt

A faint fragrance

Follow the melody of flowers.

In every clear beat.

Be grateful for the joys and sorrows of the years.

Happy in every bright day.

Second,

Pick a bunch of bright yellow in spring.

As a color

Draw for you

Years of love

Picking tender willow in early spring

As pen and ink

Touch for you

Silent feelings

Stepping on the breeze all the way

The silence of the branches

Yi Shu xiuman dance

Realize that one's mind is rigid

In the green mountains and green waters

Melt the frozen mood.

In the flowers of spring

Complete the waiting of life

Three,

I want to paint on the grass in early spring.

Free and easy painting.

Draw a tearless sky

I want to pick tender green in early spring.

Take off the morning dew.

Take all the laughter off.

I want to go fishing by the lake in early spring.

Catch a dancing feather

Seek love painlessly

Four,

Capture the moment in the imprint

Keep your eyes warm.

Time flies.

Comfort my loneliness.

Get rid of the cold pain

Fill the heart

Stroll in the colorful scenery

Heard the call of the spring breeze.

Walk quietly.

That's it. I like it.

Everything is a new beginning.

Filaments penetrate and are safe.

Five,

I've always been here.

With an unchanging heart

Cherish your feelings.

Gentle movement

The clear lake of song for you.

Fall together

It's all breathing

Yi Qu Yi Yun

Are used to it.

I've always been here.

With sweet love

Dizzy your persistence

Immature writing

Show you the scenery of the soul

One stroke, one style.

Are all witnesses.

Every word or phrase

All loyalty.

Six,

I use the ink fragrance of words

Watering the branches of the years

I understand with deep affection.

Elegant silk

A gentle place

This is a string of love

Silently.

It is the eye of the mind.

Accompany all the time

Warm fingers clenched

Lifelong flowering

Chen Jiao tidbits become soft.