The magnolia exhibition is not neat,
A few idle willows brushed the spring embankment.
No one asked about the scenery in Yichuan.
There are crows in the oriole tree.
Secondly,
The cold wave sweeps away the spring smoke,
Who's in charge in February?
Where to look for the noise of the past,
There are two lonely herons in the wild bridge.
third
I went to Yanjin and bought some fishing rods.
Endless melancholy rambles on the railing.
Take some time to see where you come back in spring,
The landlord appealed for nucleic acid.
Fourth.
Even the yin has not been unsealed,
A thousand miles from home to the mountain.
There are tears before Qingming,
Yellow flowers are important to the eyes.
Fifth.
Live upstairs to avoid COVID-19,
It's getting harder and harder to write rhymes and cut poems.
Now the porch window is three or four feet high,
Your heart can't be broad.
Sixth.
I felt hurt at home for a long time.
It's ridiculous to do things now.
Spring branches come in through the window,
The new buds are getting shorter and shorter.