In the spring breeze,
Hide ray's dream,
With the hope of blooming.
Is a flower that ripens in Yuzryha,
Put your heart in dark green.
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When I woke up again,
Climb up the heavy technical head,
Spying all the way,
Listen to cuckoo songs,
That brown circle,
But the smoke rings spit out by the years?
When the autumn wind comes.
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Cicada holds the veins,
For the tasteless green,
Sing a sad song in despair,
I want Guo to know,
Ye has come a long way.
Smiling pomegranate,
Qiu Si's sequel.
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When the wind comes with a broom,
That tree is full of fruit,
They suck milk from the leaves,
The way the debris fell,
Wave disappointedly.
Remind students who are late with last words:
The cold of winter is coming.
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root
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When all the leaves are gone,
You bring everything:
Competing with winter,
The hope of spring,
And the entrustment of dreams.
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You start to exercise every muscle,
Explore the underground,
Don't let Qiu go of anything,
And ant caves,
Do your best.
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This is to fight evil,
A little careless,
Life is gone.
Can't be weak,
Can't shrink.
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On the day when the snow fell on the branches,
It won't be long,
The harshness of frost-covered land,
Will melt the sun,
Into edible food.
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As long as the will is upward,
Resistance is power,
It's still fluffy in spring,
Although living underground today,
Tomorrow will be in high spirits.
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Try to focus on the root from the zang-fu organs,
Looking up at the absorption of leaves,
That is the eternity of the sun and the moon,
Try to connect,
Let the supply never stop.
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Hold a tree crystal clear,
Shining in the morning dew,
Dazzling in the sun.
Accompanied by cicadas,
Never feel lonely.
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Without the sound of cicadas in winter,
Without losing the north wind whistling,
Spores are wrapped under the armpits,
When spring begins to sprout,
Crow, what are you laughing at?
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In the spring and windy season,
Strict exploration has yielded results,
The interpretation of life by flowers,
Green leaves are the best reward,
I will open the warm sunshine!
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