Poetry falling after the rain

The drizzle washes the grass green, the peach blossom is red, and the peach blossom is red as fire.

Wild peaches and bamboo hedges are short, and streams and willows shake sand and clear water.

The spring water on the duck's head is as thick as dye, and the peach blossoms on the water make spring noodles.

Although the peach path and plum path are ancient, the gardenia is red and pepper-colored.

Clusters of peach blossoms have no owner, and the lovely deep red reflects the light red.

Peach blossom fragrance, plum blossom fragrance. Light dark red, new makeup.

Peach blossoms fall like red rain.

Peach blossoms contain persistent rain, and willow green is more smoky.

There is no brothel in the south, and the spring breeze is peach and plum.

Plum blossoms are small and peach blossoms are small. How much spring is left?

To the east of Luoyang, peaches and plums fly around.

Liu Xia peach, spring scenery gives people.

Orchids have hate branches, especially green branches, peaches and plums have nothing to say and bonuses.

Suddenly I met the peach blossom forest and grabbed the shore for hundreds of steps. There are no miscellaneous trees in it, which are delicious and colorful.

Red goes into peach blossoms and green goes into willow leaves.

It's just a short peach blossom that blooms at the water's edge and gently catkins some clothes.

Crazy catkins dance with the wind, and fine peach blossoms chase water.

Peach blossoms bloom at the edge of the city, and the spring breeze is fragrant outside the curtain.

The grass is green, the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy.

The peach in the night curtain is redder, and the bamboo in the window looks strange.

Before it rains, flowers appear first, and after it rains, there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves.

Bees and butterflies have crossed the wall, but spring scenery is next door.

The fallen flowers have danced before the style, and the yellow rain has been sent. Half of Xiaolai's courtyard is red, but it is so light that the sky is clear. Yin joined hands with him and drank a glass of wine. After the rain, it is also summer and autumn in Tang Lin, and there is a gourd of wine at the bow. Drunk to the depths of the lotus, lying and watching the blue sky fly, egrets sleep in the vast sand mouth of Bai Ou, and the water is soaked in the blue sky without trace. Reed flowers after the rain, fireworks fishing boat tents.