Take a walk along Enshi River and recite a poem.

In the spring of April, spring blossoms and willows are in full bloom by the river, which seems to tell people to come on! The wooden chairs on the road sparkled, and pairs of dogs and men kissed me there. The wind is blowing, the spring breeze is rippling, and the catkins are rolling with the wind, just like the field battle in Liu Xiahui. You go up and down, and I go up and down, lingering! The river was sparkling, and the fish jumped out of the water, shaking their heads and wagging their tails, as if commenting on the live AV. Go, the team here is not mixed! Ah, that couple over there is so hidden! Alas, it is still the water snake brother who gives strength and explodes ten streets of human beings. On the berm, people are coming and going, running dogs are rampant, and fart children are rampant. Kites took off one after another that day, and the birds trembled with fear, thinking that the air overlord was coming, and plunged into the bushes one after another! On the ground, the children ran amok, tore off kites and fell straight to the tree, waking dogs and people everywhere! Look, there's another wave of people coming, all lonely men and oral sex workers. The longing for love is unbearable. Men are shaking their heads, looking around, fiddling with their mobile phones, as if looking for something, looking for a special moment in spring, their eyes shining and staring at women's bodies. Women make flowers and grass one after another, which scares the little bee: Mom, Mom, what's that? Why are you wearing clothes thinner than my wings? Spring is full, I continue to walk, and suddenly a cool breeze blows. It was my mother who threw a big hand at me: look at others and learn from others. If you have the longing for spring but have no courage, find me one.