Find a peach blossom stream at the ends of the earth to clean up the smoke and desolation.
Decorate my arms with the beautiful scenery of Jiangnan collected all the way.
So the green mountains and green waters meet the sky, and the colorful blue mountains are full of hills.
Bridges, flowing water, stone steps and thatched cottages are looming in the bright green and purples.
In my spare time, a tube of snow flowers stirs up melodious clouds.
Release the gentleness of the palm and soften the charming scenery into pink roses.
The rhythm that stirs the soul and the eternal willow in the waves
Play a song in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are endless.
He Lai Feng Yushen Frost Xiaoxiang in the Early Yuan Dynasty
Feather fans are covered with black silk scarves, and the sleeves are already mountains and rivers.
It can be seen that the spring breeze blooms thousands of miles a day.
Hand in hand, beautiful face, bright sun and moon, Qinghe tender grass.
Colorful light flies out of warm and dusty eyes.
Tears of joy sighed in the continuous spring rain and became the first elegant display of joy.
Wandering in the dust. Time longs for nature's dedication to virtue.
Moved to fold spring, summer, autumn and winter into a picture with four seasons like spring.
Every meridian gives off a good time for a lasting full moon.
There is no need to use flowers and fruits to eliminate the decay of sour hearts, and there is no need to repeatedly describe the grass by the green river.
The blue waves splashed with a wave of his hand embrace the fragrance in his soft heart.
Every time I approach and surround myself, I swing a crystal clear heart.
Let the elegant orchid fragrance echo in the good melody of Jiangnan with the love of brook grass.
A cluster of flowing clouds stroked the green hills and let Qin Liu pick running water.
Stir up the graceful melody of the spring and the dreamland.
When it snows, the crystal of agate will make you feel clean.
A bright moon rises in the blue, making it clear and cherishing the memory of a lifetime.
People who love landscape plants have reincarnation in every dream.
The clear water bay bicaotang, which has been copied thousands of times on the wall, has been cleaned.
Shallow sunshine sings on the stream, and my eyes are full of beauty.
The scholar of Cangshui Sangtian stood in the breeze and soaked in spearmint in Hezhou.
In the aftertaste of Yu Qiao Q&A,
Turn the Shanghai Tang on the moon into a swan song.