The situation is that it is windy late at night and mountains fly in.
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is autumn.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers in the sun are of different colors.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
6. Don't listen to the sound of leaves beating in the forest, why not sing and walk slowly.
7. The rustling leaves send the cold sound, and the autumn wind on the river moves the guests.