The clouds are light and the wind is gentle at noon, and the flowers and willows are passing by in front of the river.
At that time, people did not realize the joy of Yu Xixin, and they would be called young people who took leisure time to study.
The bright moon scares magpies, and the breeze sings cicadas in the middle of the night. The fragrance of rice flowers talks about a good year, and I hear the sound of frogs.
Seven or eight stars are out in the sky, and two or three o'clock rain is in front of the mountain. The old Maodian Beside the forest, I suddenly saw a bridge over a stream.