The hedge is thin and deep, and the flowers at the head of the tree are not shaded.
The child ran quickly to catch the yellow butterfly, but the butterfly suddenly flew into the vegetable garden and could not be found again. Qing Pingle Village [Song] Xin Qiji is low and small, the green grass on the stream is drunk, Wu Yin is charming, and his hair is ugly.
The eldest son is weeding in the bean field on the east side of the stream, and the second son is busy knitting chicken cages. My favorite is my youngest son, who is lying in the grass, peeling the lotus just picked. There are beautiful flowers in the garden.
Everyone loves you.
Moshi is a flower protector,
Beware of making your cheeks drunk with clever words.
Infatuation and misfortune are the lessons of God,
Sincerity, malice and insight.
I hope my life will be richer,
Youth stays in Zhan Fenghua forever.