Flowers are in full bloom and the garden is full of spring breeze.
Even though there are three thousand wheat waves and thunder in the air.
Not as red as a peach blossom.
Poems written by exiled philosophers
Have a Tao Qian dream.
It seems that you came by moonlight.
The nightingale's song accompanied the stream euphemistically.
In a long picture.
Brilliant seven-color clouds
Come and dance and indulge in it.
Time is like fire, who can beat the horse?
The deep spring in my pupil
Have you shed tears like a candle?
After listening to a paragraph of flower language, my heart suddenly became colorful.
Although, you have never gone far.
Never go near the water.
Beauty blooms with freedom.
When the sickle in May harvests gold
Once again, on the other side.
How do you know which is your face and which is your scenery?
2. Peach blossom
Impermanent weather, warm and cold at first sight.
However, a ray of sunshine
The cold has been dispelled, and the branches
Buds are full and moistened by drizzle.
Under the call of the east wind, on the green branches
Smiling faces have appeared, like girls.
Show your youth, blooming flowers
Charming, radiant and ruddy.
Soft as satin and bright in color.
A fragrant and charming butterfly
Dancing, touching
Golden bee, unknown
A lark who is diligent in flowers and good at singing
The crisp and sweet voice swirled in the air for a long time.
A farmer who is rumbling and cherishing time
Intoxicated by the blooming fairy flowers and rich fragrance.
Nose and flowers appreciate people's hard work.
People envy bright flowers and poetic seasons.
Hope, full of goodwill. Heart.
Flowers wither, not heartless, not unintentional.
Turn into spring mud, no regrets
Because, it uses surging passion
Light the fire of life.
Because, in this place where flowers are blooming.
Have our beautiful and lovely home.
3. Peach blossom
Flowers in this season are always so sad.
On the other side of the flower, you use charming eyes.
Burn a peach blossom, your innocent smile.
Silently, walked into my heart.
When we met, we were not as beautiful as flowers.
Only flowers are silent, and so are your walks.
Your back is like scattered petals.
Put out the flame of love in my heart.
It also woke me up and haunted me in my dreams.
Many years later, in spring, peach blossoms still smile brightly.
I don't know if you are romantic.
Write Tang poetry and Song poetry, line by line.
One song after another, full of my love for you.
Deep attachment, yellowed title page
Lonely time is flowing, wiping away the crystal in my eyes.
You are the most painful lingering in my life.
If time is not old, I am willing.
Under a peach tree, waiting for you to love three generations.
If you act with your heart, it will remain unchanged for ten thousand years.
I am willing to wait for you, in every.
Peach blossoms bloom in spring.
4. Peach blossom
After beginning of spring, the songs of birds became clearer and clearer.
The raindrops hitting the canopy are so rhythmic.
Like a wooden fish knocking on the hall.
Spring is getting bigger and bigger.
Snow and ice began to prepare to pack their bags.
Rivers, flowers, birds, insects and animals, and farmers are all busy.
Dida: Spring can't be without peach blossoms.
Spring without peach blossoms is not spring.
This paper law
Thousands of peaches in spring lit the flames with lanterns.
The one that burns it brilliantly
It's a bamboo slip that exploded in the Book of Songs.
The one washed clean by the stream
I wandered out of Tao Yuanming's Peach Blossom Garden.
There is a simple and strong flower by the well at the head of the village.
Look carefully, there are poems written by Cui Hu on the flower bones.
I kept my promise last night.
The one who tapped on my door with a peach branch.
Peach blush, graceful.
Ah, that's my ex-lover.
5.peach blossom
The spring breeze burst its banks and the peach blossoms opened.
Birds can open and clouds can knot.
Ten miles of peach blossoms hide light and heat.
How many people are left in the contest between red and white?
I want to go back to the peach blossom and hold a peach blossom.
As Xiao Fang and Xiao Xia, back to the depths of the peach blossom.
Lying on a pole, dreaming is a dream.
All peach blossoms bloom once and fall once.
Cry once, laugh once.