Author: Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
Self-created solitary peach
As the saying goes, new flowers are beautiful in March, and my family is locked in a spring.
Tossing smoke eyebrows, waiting for a flat peach to present to parents.