The March wind blew past the window.
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I opened the floodgate of memory.
Let thoughts flow to the past.
It's the same March.
Anh Hong, where peach blossoms are in full bloom, is white and plum blossoms are in full bloom.
Apricot flowers are on the pink face
With a little shyness.
You ride the wings of the spring breeze
Writing the charm of spring
Like a pear blossom with thousands of trees.
A cold wind-covered night
How many years have passed, I may know.
Who did Sakura invite?
For the hope in my heart
Indulge in Hongfeng Lake
Steal a long time in a floating life
Imagine being as happy as a willow bud on the moon.
Cars on the highway
Stepping on the rhythm of the old cow coming home at dusk
Extreme patience
I know what traffic jam is.
The scenery outside the window moves slowly.
Like a western movie on an old beach.
The flying willow swayed gently.
The golden rape blossoms woke vilen.
Cherry blossoms in March are full of dreams.
The cherry blossoms in March are as white as snow
A night of spring breeze and several spring rains
The moisture of the years warms the world.
The sea of cherry blossoms, the waves roll.
Every heart longs for lingering.
The traffic is so heavy.
Spit out all kinds of complaints.
Finally meet your face.
The charm of dreams is just around the corner.
Every corner is full of joy.
Every photo has a smiling face of cherry blossoms.
Spring breeze dances with flowers.
Ordinary romance, fixed at this moment.
Have a wonderful relationship
In my heart, there is an April engraved.
Let love accompany you all the way.
It's not just the spring breeze and the sea of flowers that are beautiful.
The heart is hidden in the flower.
Perhaps, spring never leaves.
Wave goodbye to the flowers.
Going home, another year's expectation
Second, Qingming tea
Petals fall to the ground,
Hope has sprouted.
There's red everywhere,
Comb the face of the years.
In the April wind,
The charm of flowers still exists,
The smell of Shan Ye's new perfume,
Even curled up, especially attractive.
Perhaps, this is the meaning of a snow,
Fascinated by a lingering rain.
In the tangle of winter and spring,
Smile is the most beautiful language.
The joy of youth,
Light green was cut into the sparrow's tongue by the spring breeze.
Eager to meet a drop of mountain spring,
Imagination is as white as paper.
On the drizzling mountain road,
Clouds are shawls of green shoots.
The noise of west lake longjing,
Pu 'er tea is accompanied by mountain bells.
Through the bright colors of Dahongpao,
It is Tieguanyin's quiet face.
Out of the misty rocks,
Every bud is green and painted with spring scenery.
Tender as water,
Write the first poem.
Hug each other when there is no time,
Open a quiet lotus.
Delicate and warm palms,
Feel good and never go far.
Qingming rain, Qingming green,
Waiting, flowing like water.
Third, peach blossom wine
the wind of march
It became popular overnight.
Cooking rainwater with time
Savor that year in a hurry.
Be addicted to poetry. Encounter.
Is it a glass of wine?
Peach blossoms snuggle on the face.
In whose hands did it fall?
Think of the wind that year.
Smile with peach blossoms.
Dream of a brook
Be involved in a mountain peak
Will the days get thinner?
Into something as thick as a mountain.
The charm of peach blossom wine
Daughter red hidden in the mountains
Suiyue peach blossom wine
Has it carried thousands of years of wind and rain?
Singing by a poet.
Deeper than the pool of thousands of feet.
Forgotten dreams in poetry
This is a bud of Shan Ye.
Peach blossoms are drunk in the sky
As beautiful as at first sight.
Fourth, the situation in Grain Rain.
The wind is full of joy.
Turn over a new day
Cool thin stained with dew.
Indifferent to your face
Cherry is red in April.
Peach leaves a place of attachment.
Yaner, who is lighter?
Gently slide through your eyes
Colorful things.
It ends with green eyes.
The footsteps of spring
Stop in front of early summer.
Thunder seems to be far away.
I can't see your face in my dream.
All expectations
It seems that everything is in the sky.
The color of the grass has begun to appear.
Lightweight willow branches are swaying in the wind.
The season of hope.
Lovely long hair and shoulders.
The Splendid Road
Looking up at you
The last night of marriage in spring
The feast of time
Wait silently.
Listen to the sound of raindrops on the jade plate
You come from dawn.
I embrace summer with open arms.