When Fiona Fang's green fields roam freely, spring comes around Yaoshanbi.
Fang Shengqing, spring into the mountains around.
Chasing the red petals of the wind in the breeze and passing through the swaying alleys; When he feels sleepy, he sits on a mossy stone and rests by the stream.
Xing Zhuhong wears Liu, and he is trapped by the water and sits in Taiji.
Sue shouldn't refuse this cup of wine, and don't let the most sincere heart drink it. I'm afraid the wind will blow flowers and pieces will fly everywhere.
Mozzhanwai is trying to persuade, lest the wind fly.
Besides, it's Tomb-Sweeping Day today, and it's met with fine weather. It's very suitable for sightseeing, but you can't leave.
The situation is that the weather is fine, and you can swim in Wang Gui.
Qingming Festival
Qingming Festival
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Qingming,
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Pedestrians on the road.
Ask local people where to buy wine?
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village. If it is poetic, it is necessary to change the original meaning of the sentence and translate it directly, which is even less poetic ... too cumbersome.