Text/Blue Hand Butterfly Dream
The fragrance wafted into my front room, thinking that the cherry was ripe. Face like a ruby, get one, be satisfied.
Wild birds on the branches make a thousand sounds. Use this to feed your hunger. Today we are both at leisure, and we are at odds with Hugh.
Step 2 into the cherry blossom forest in spring
Text/Zhiqiang Yilinguo intoxicating, strolling in the mountain village, talking and laughing.
This spring, I took my wife and followed my grandchildren to chase the wind.
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Luyuanxiu
The cherry is not ripe in the third spring. How to tolerate the speed of light? Last year, he said that he would definitely watch it all this spring.
The future will not follow everyone. The window lock is very careful. And told the green skirt not to read the headlines.
4. Fold Dangui red cherry (new rhyme)
Text/Gu Dao Song Feng
The branches and green leaves are tight, and the dazzling red beads are wet. Insects, birds and birds don't communicate with each other, which is the most worrying and embarrassing.
Mature close to a poet, I miss a sweet kiss. Besides, I will miss Zhu Bi, hang it on the wall and taste it from time to time.
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Text/Snow White
Why distinguish cherry agate? Strings of branches trembled. I said red beans remember acacia, I haven't woken up yet, still listening to the call.
That year was hibiscus noodles. The meeting was a mess. Sakurayama is planted in front of the house, but it can grow up. Who has seen it?
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Text/through thick and thin
Yinger sings softly in the south wind, as if the cherry is ripe. Leaning against the bar and shaking his head, the branches are hard to touch because of the iron fence.
I hate being trapped in a poor house while watching the apartheid treaty. The rain on the eaves of the tile wet my clothes, thinking of last night, listening to the sky crying.
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Text/sky
Sitting in the sparse branches and leaves. Pink Qian Qian fruit. Beauty is like jade, charming and moving. Most afraid of that, just answer.
Life comes from fragrance. There's no need to hide from the gods. Brocade covered her face and said nothing, just locked it up.
8. Dangui. cherry ripe
Yelao
The spring of oriole will be dusk. Green banana tree. The children picked cherries, just the right size, sweet and sour.
The origin has its own idlers. Wonderful rhyme, sharp spit. Every time I read a chapter from the landscape, I am very knowledgeable and really jealous.
9. Cherry trees in my hometown
Text/hurricane dust
The rain and wind are painted with bright makeup, and the red beads and green leaves make the mouth water long.
Spring is the best in a year. I remember stealing fruit when I was a child.