What are the modern poems describing peach blossoms?

Modern poems describing peach blossoms are:

1, peach blossom

The thicker the east wind is, the less the color is, because the waist of bees and butterflies is tired.

Honeydew is full of elegance. Sometimes, I look everywhere for branches and faces without powder!

2. Peach blossom

Flowers are burning against the sun, and the sky is shining.

Boil Xia Guang San thousands of feet, break the hundred floors of Qionglou.

There are many gods who hate each other, and Chang 'e feels sorry for herself!

The sun is green and cold, and people can't put it down!

3. Peach blossom

As if it were an agreement in a previous life.

You can bump into it when you look up

a bit shy

Red half country

Push away the shoots.

For passers-by

Make eyes at sb.

4. You and Peach Blossoms

Hair fluttered wearily in the wilderness?

Just like the sunshine left by the sun when it flies over the garden.

Warm and a little cold peach blossoms?

Rebellious brains pile up in red

Peach blossoms of the tribe?

Beautiful slave girl?

Your hair is fluttering wearily?

You take off your skirt like light.

The interior is getting empty every year.

Buried where you are rooted?

The knife is called "wave" at the top of the mountain, and you are a peach blossom.

Layers of waves?

I am a knife in waves and lights?

Knives in the wilderness are as bright as light.

The hair of the knife fluttered very wearily again.

That's peach blossom.

Our desire to grow up in the valley of anger?

Build a humble hometown in the sunset

Peach blossom? Like stones growing in the snow?

A flaming seat burning the sky?

Sitting with 1000 beautiful slave girls? Sitting with a thousand of you.

5. Peach Blossom Blossom

The torch broke in autumn.

It is the torch that other flowers spend in the open winter.

It's plum blossom

Now is the torch of spring.

Cut off and hang in the air.

Silent twitching limbs covered a tree.

The Woods are deeply rooted and leafy.

Flowers hung in the air and scattered all over the floor.

Lyrics are like peach trees.

Scattered in the mountains

Peach blossom twitched and fell on me.

Peach blossoms are in bloom.

Horse nails flying from the moon

On the basis of sunny spring