The wind is swaying, accompanied by raindrops, shaking slightly.
be near
It is a wild flower fluttering with the wind, as if pouring out endless voices.
The lights in the distance are dim, and the peach blossoms in the vicinity are colorful.
Still beautiful, still beautiful.
I am a person in the scene.
I dressed up the scenery, which embellished my dream.
Crossing bridge
Once you get there.
How gorgeous and brilliant it is.
How dazzling
Oh! My dear overpass
If I were you.
I won't exist for glory
Will turn the world into heaven.
Once you get there.
How lonely.
How sad and desolate it is.
Oh! My dear overpass
If I were you.
I won't feel sorry for your feelings.
Will be full of magical power ahead.
Once you get there.
How eager I am to wait
How fast does it go?
Oh! My dear overpass
If I were you.
I won't rush by.
I will definitely leave a second to smile.
Once you go there.
How passionate.
How tough and strong
Oh! My dear overpass
If, if I were you
I won't change my interests and personality.
It will definitely release the bright light of life in spring.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Answer supplement
The footsteps of the four seasons
The footsteps of spring are quiet,
Quietly, she came with a smile-
The stream sang a song.
Ding Dong, Ding Dong,
Green grass and flowers come to report for duty.
The footsteps in summer are quiet,
Quietly, she came with a smile-
Jin Chan sang a song.
-Cicada, Cicada,
Bring laughter to the world.
The footsteps of autumn are quiet,
Quietly, she came up with a smile—
The fallen leaves sang a song.
Brush, brush,
Covered with golden paths.
The footsteps in winter are quiet,
Walking quietly with a smile—
The north wind sang a song.
-Hoo, hoo,
Snowflakes are flying happily. Dabuquan
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
summer
It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond;
It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.
autumn
With the dusk shadow in my heart, I am driving in the tombs of Leyou.
Sunset, infinitely beautiful, only near dusk.
winter
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.