Liu Xia Qinghe,
Spring breeze in February,
Butterflies love flowers, and the wind blows sand.
The sun is shining,
Just like that young man,
It makes people reluctant.
-Liu He
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six directions―north
six directions―north
Wicker and bud are inseparable,
The green seedlings under the willow tree have just been planted.
The spring breeze in February is blowing gently,
A hundred birds are flying,
Blowing red flowers,
Blow green shoots.
Butterflies dance and are infatuated with blooming flowers.
Spring breeze proudly blows the sand on the ground.
In the warm sunshine.
Like our lost youth.
It makes people reluctant.