Poets express in their poems that the beauty of spring will dry up and there will be fewer and fewer friends around them. Standing in the sunset, watching the afterglow of the sunset, a feeling of loneliness and sadness is beyond words. The whole poem is as follows:
Spring Festival Gala
Song? Zuo Wei
On the pool, Liu Yiyi, Liu Bian and others covered the door.
Butterflies fall with flowers and swallows fly with water.
Try to make friends, you will be surprised and laugh.
The spring of the year has passed again, and leaning on a stick is oblique.