"In court, the Chiba Rose opened this spring, but it is lovely because it has been given a chapter."
A small threshold locks a rose, and a group of fragrant flowers urges it every time.
The thorn is suspicious and jealous, gorgeous and media-free.
Show your makeup, and the wind will lead you back to the dance floor.
That layer of buds is too thick to spit out and can't bloom for days.
Rotten is better than swallowing fat, and yin is better than flame.
Thick dye Dan pen, broken crimson scissors.
The desert is fragrant like cheese, and the green leaves are like moss.
It is difficult to beat a warm day, but silence does not stir up a fiber.
Stay away from the book and look at the glass.
A flower with a thin heart secretly remembers that a shallow root is cultivated.
Pheasants steal food while sleeping, and monks find one every time they get drunk.
It's like laughing at the end, but I'm going to fold and swim away.
Li won the whole city, and she returned to the earth.
Affectionate flower owners must be poetic when they hear it.