The red flowers in front of us are ruddy, warm and huge.
Gray is obviously far away.
Full of spring, the mood is strong at the moment, and the breeze brings birds.
Entering Tianlong, I seem to be a red flower.
Blood expands with it.
The face is also full of sunshine.
Even breath, if stretched like branches and leaves.
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In spite of this beauty, I still want the kite feathers.
Let the flying insects intoxicated, because its ups and downs have the interest of wheat waves.
A pool of red and green carpets, walking is no longer bling.
Flowers flying freely in the wind are better than garlands woven by noble hands. ......
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A cow, a pair of plowshares and a farmer cruise in spring.
Under the blue sky, can they be edited into memo images by some sharp eyes?
The picture is a foregone conclusion, shining on the newly cultivated soil.
Starts a mole, and its lazy dream seems to be coming to an end.
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When the east wind blows, it becomes a grassland.
There seems to be cattle and sheep stationed in the white clouds.
The figure fell to the ground during farming.
Dreams continue to grow in spring until the fragrance of rice and wheat comes.