Bitter and cold thousand trees are green and gloomy, flying money sends willow tips, warm-hearted spring flowers are in full bloom, and New Year's toast and smile.
Happy New Year!
New flowers are full of love, and the New Year is full of poetry and friendship. Running horses gallop and jump, and joy follows Xiao Chunyue.
Winter dream
Tears fall on the ice in the front hall, and tea smells like dreams in the middle of the night. Xiushui Bo Gu shakes the moon, night smoke drinks dew lock branches.
Dawn of spring
Bihe Xiaoyue has duckweed, short grass and high green. When winter goes and spring comes, Qianshan is more affectionate.
Chun Mei.
The wind is fragrant and dark, and the clouds are cold and cloudy. The west building is endowed with ink and painting, and a flower is sung several times.
the Spring Festival; Chinese New Year
The dharma turns to sum, and the shoulder rubs the hub to hit the music. There is no need to face the eastern suburbs, and spring is in thousands of households.