Swallows flying obliquely in spring
The two tails were cut with clear water.
Green bamboo poles are paved with ripples.
Wrinkled at the bottom of the lake for a season.
White gauze, such as Huan, dragged to Mae Gong.
A wet dream.
Sigh, and you will be hazy once.
It is the time when the vegetation is deepest.
Where is your green dress?
The fragrance of dyed flowers, green leaves, light fog and thin wings
Skirt horns are as light as butterflies.
Where do you dance?
Push aside the transverse cymbals beside the boat.
Who is Bo Xin? Ling Bo took a photo.
Fold the misty sleeves over and over again.
This place is neither Luoshui nor Yuexi.
Summer rain comes back, hibiscus blooms.
You were born in Lian Xin, Ran Ran. ...
Today is summer's birthday, isn't it? Lotus flowers are in full bloom these two months, so it should be ok.
I haven't written modern poetry for a long time, and I'm a little rusty ~)