In the sun, the shadow is getting higher and higher in the memory of looking back.
The laughter and drinking in the dream turned into monologues.
Mom, where is your spring?
During the noisy day, clouds are talking and music is flying in the harbor of the soul.
The feelings under the pen tip surge to the dusk after many years.
A cup of green tea that has been soaked for a long time has a light taste.
Wet by the fine rain, the nearby horizon is wet.
Mom, where is your spring?
On a windy night, my mother imitated writing in the dim light.
Chinese characters in China. One point, one point, one point, write a crescent moon for my father in the distance.
In the wet season, my mother's thin back
Always flashing in the fields, fields, deep mountains, tied with years.
Mom, where is your spring?
I remember countless cold nights.
Mothers participate in literacy and learning. Practice a hundred surnames with the working people all over the world.
Mom, very serious, very hard. I look like my mother now.
Mom, your spring is an imagination.
No poems, no songs, much like an essay named after clay.
Just like a poem with the theme of "reading lights at night", I read it day and night.
Mom, where is your spring?
Mom, my lifelong dream is to find the sky.
In the polishing of time, solo blueprint. I have been dreaming for years.
Always in the dry well of life, telling the philosophy of life. Dawn is your picture, and dusk is your narrative.
At night, you hide the bitter Eden, and I am close to your arms.
Mom, where is your spring?
Mom, you have lasting feelings in your blood.
Your sky, your river and your endless courtyard are the source of children's happiness.
You have been honest all your life.
Describe the ordinary. Mother, in your wrinkled texture, in your simple skirt.
Fasten our sadness, I am at the end of the world.
transcend time and space
Mom, where is your spring?
Mom, far away, I saw the meteor of the years.
I read your blue sky.
In the weir pond of life, I planted violets, planed lotus roots, and showed the quality of mud without dyeing. With a grateful heart
To your neighbors, to the sea.
Mom, where is your spring?
Lyrics in spring
1, her face! Can you imagine the spring wind? Huan Peikong belongs to the soul of jathyapple. Du Fu's Five Poems on Epics (Part Two)
2, Jiangnan has nothing, and it was given in a spring. Lu Kai wrote a poem for Ye Fan.
3. The setting sun on the city draws a corner of sorrow, and the Shen Garden is not a pool. The spring waves under the sad bridge were green, which used to be a stunning photo. Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You
4. Taoxi doesn't live peacefully. Zhou Bangyan's "Don't Stay Quiet in Jade Pagoda Spring Taoxi"
5, the body is like a floating cloud, the heart is like flying catkins, and the gas is so weak that there is a wisp of incense here, hoping for a thousand dollars. Xu Zaisi's "Chun Qing Won the Championship"
Spring breeze is not far from here, just to the east of the house. Yu Qian's Taiyuan is very cold except at night.
7. Fortunately, three glasses of wine are good, and a hundred flowers blossom. Zhu Dunru's Xijiang Moon is as short as a dream of spring.
8. Peach blossoms are full, and the spring water of Minjiang River hits the mountain stream. Liu Yuxi's Zhuzhici, Peach Blossom and Red Flower on the Head
9. In February, the lake is clear and everyone sings in spring. Meng Haoran's "Nine Villages in Happy Wang in Spring"
10, Han Xiao is lighter than Populus deltoides, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. Song Qi's Jade Pagoda in Spring
1 1, jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is ten miles gentle. Qin Guan's "Eight Six Children Leaning against Danger Pavilion"
12, when a bottle of wine, heavy paper. Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai
13, the grass in the lonely village is far away, and the apricot flowers fly in the setting sun. Kou Zhun's Spring in the South of the Yangtze River
14, Du Yusheng is unbearable. Poems in memory of the king
15, catkins are silent, tears fall in spring, clouds have shadows, and the moon has shame. Wu Wenying's "Happy Shaman Old Tour"
16, the new makeup is actually competing with painting. Where is Zhaoyang? The thin shadow shines from the spring. You must have pity on me. Feng Xiaoqing's "Complaints"
17, after singing the autumn grave, Spring Bush recognized the amphibious butterfly. Nalan Xingde's "It is difficult to die in China, but the sun and the moon are most pitied"
18, Fei Xue returned around the air with Pei. Liu's Chun Xue
19, Laoyou is nowhere to be found. Zhang Liangneng's Xiao Zhongming's Application
20. It's a riverside made of tears, which flows endlessly and worries a lot. Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi Xicheng Liuyangnong Alcohol Meat"
2 1, flowers wither, red apricots are small. Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua Chun"
22. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. Du fu's book fragrance
23. The moon surprises the birds, and the sound enters the spring stream. Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek
24. In my north and south, spring is flooding. Day after day, I only see seagulls. Du Fu's "Guest Arrival"
25, the stove is fragrant, the phoenix is empty, and the ribbon is empty. In retrospect, I hate Yiyi. Li Yu's Linjiang Fairy Cherry Blossoms Fall in Spring
26. The garden can't be closed in spring, and there is an almond in the wall. Ye Shaoweng's The Garden is Worthless.
27, try to go upstairs to bone, such as spring scenery. Liu Yuxi's two autumn poems
Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when the moon shines on me. Wang Anshi went to Guazhou.
29. Spring water is bluer than the sky, and the painting boat listens to the rain. Wei Zhuang's "Bodhisattva Man Everyone Says Jiangnan is Good"
30. The spring water on the long dike is green and long, and flows into the Zhanghe River. Wang Zhihuan's Banquet Poetry
3 1, Zigui Tixi building, jade hook curtain, melancholy dusk smoke hanging. Li Yu's Linjiang Fairy Cherry Blossoms Fall in Spring
When you are longer than the dream of spring, it looks like an autumn cloud. Yan Shu's The Orioles Return to Magnolia Hong Yan.
33. Little catkins are blowing on the branches. Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua Chun"
34, people live up to the conceit of spring. Xin Qiji's Jade House wants to persuade Chunsheng before the spring breeze.
35. Chunshu in Weibei, Twilight in Jiangdong. Du Fu's Spring Memories of Li Bai
36. The spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and the peaks are scattered around. Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake
37. When will the swallow fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake
38. Peach blossoms are hilarious and seem to be the most affectionate. Ten Days of Sunny Spring by Wang Zao
39. The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green. Ouyang Xiu's "Thanks for the Spring of the West Lake"
40. Running water in spring is heaven and earth. Li Yu's "The Sand Waves Clap the Rain outside the Curtain"
4 1, drink the east wind, and don't leave in a hurry. Wang Anshi's "Hurting Spring and Hating Rain to Beat Trees in the South of the Yangtze River"
42. Ruthlessness is not like sentimentality. Yan Shu's "Lou Yuchun Hate"
43. The flowers are still there in spring, and it is not surprising that people have come. Wang Wei's paintings
44. The wind returns to the yard, and the eyes continue. Li Yu's "Yu Meiren Wind Returns to the Yard"
45. If you are mercilessly abandoned, you can't be ashamed. Spring outing in Sidi Township, Wei Zhuang
46. The grass is green and yellow, and the peach blossoms are fragrant. Jia Zhi's Two Poems of Spring Thoughts.
47, far and wide, ask Gan Kun, where is the fanatic? Buy Fengcheng spring scenery by Yanshui village in Shandong Province. Shi Naian's Niannujiao Tiannanbei
48, immediately encounter cold food, worry about spring. Song Wenzhi's "Cold Food on the Way: Huangmei Linjiang Posting Cuirong"
49, the forest flowers are swept down, and the grass is still alive. Meng Haoran's "Nine Villages in Happy Wang in Spring"
50. A flower flies but it is spring, and the wind is full of sorrow. Two Qujiang Poems by Du Fu
5 1, beginning of spring is only seven days old and has been away from home for two years. Xue Daoheng's "Every Day Someone Homesick"
52. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and stay in the greenhouse for night photos. Song Qi's Jade Pagoda in Spring
53. If you stay in the forest, you are a flower-watcher when you go out. Early spring in eastern Juyuan Yang.
54. Where will the cloud go in a few days? Don't think about coming back, or you will die in spring. Feng Yansi's "Where have the clouds gone in a few days"
55, Chang' an white sunshine spring sky, poplar smoke hanging wind. Li Bai's Haruka
56. There is not a breath of spring. Huang Tingjian's Where does Qingping Music Return to Spring?
57. I once dried up pear blossoms and shed tears. Zhu's "Jiang Shang Chun"
58. Que Yin and Yan Yin tell about the New Year, but so far it is Ma Town and Longqiu. Huang Furan's Spring Thought
59. But for a while, I had these friends who cheered me up at the end of spring. Li Bai's "One of the Four Poems of Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
60. Shan Weng stayed with me all night and said with a smile that the melons and beans on the west slope were ripe. Guan Xiu "Two Walls of Shushan Building in Spring Festival Evening"
6 1, Spring is gone, thanks to the people of Los Angeles. Liu Yuxi's Memories of Jiangnan Spring
62. Being far away from hate is like spring grass. You are still alive as you go further and further. Li Yu's "Qing Ping Le Bielai Spring Half"
63. There is little frost at the end of the year, and you will know the vegetation in the world in spring. Zhang Wei's beginning of spring
64, winning the day to find the waterfront, boundless scenery. Zhu's Spring Day
65. The east wind blows willows for a long time, and the grass falls after the rain. Qin Guan's Spring in Chun Qing
66. There are many fish in the sea. Su Shi's "Die Lian Hua Chun"
67. If you don't believe this situation, it's hard to draw. Huayang still has an Dongfeng pipeline. Su Shi's "butterfly loves flowers, butterfly lazy warbler has no intention of spring"
68. Several early warblers compete to keep the trees warm, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
69, the spring breeze does not lift the ban, it rushes to the pedestrian surface. Yan Shu's The Tread is Red and Thin.
70, the beginning of the story, the most is the benefits of spring. Su Shi's Preliminary Interpretation of Ying Ti
7 1, 480 temple in the south, how many towers are misty and rainy. Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"
72. Try to see the detached stage, half a flower city. Su Shi's Looking at Jiangnan Transcendental Platform
73. Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the waves of the past. He's "Two Hometown Couplets"
Lyrics of mother's primary school
If I were a writer,
My first work was Mother.
I want to write my mother's loving exhortation.
If I were a musician,
My first song is Mother.
I want to sing mom's fragrance.
If I were a painter,
My first painting was my mother.
I want to draw my mother's charming smile.
Ah, mom!
When I looked at the blue sky in the distance from my bedroom window,
I think you're staring at my face,
Filled the whole sky.
Ah, mom!
You use invisible wings,
Take me through the darkness,
Running towards dawn,
At that moment,
I know,
You, always by my side!
Four lyrics of spring
Songs of spring
Spring Morning
Great beauty, little beauty, modest beauty
Wake up one by one
They yawn and stretch.
Rub good-looking eyes
Temper and blossom
The spring breeze of laughter opens its mouth.
I greet like the dawn.
Every time I reunite with them,
Write the truest lyrics for every reunion.
The secret of spring
I found you at the ferry in the twilight.
In many adjectives.
I can find out your name accurately.
You are the most beautiful one.
Your shyness reflects a river?
I have run out of ink in my body.
Stay, the most beautiful description of you in my life.
I am a wayward child, by your side.
A neurotic little flying insect who doesn't want to leave.
I'll give you a name quietly.
-Ling Huyu
Do you want to know what this means?
Your little name is Xiaoyu, and she is a
Fox gives orders.
This is my secret.
I'll tell you when I'm old
In spring
The weather is warm, and the earth has taken off its thick winter clothes.
Some faint words, running around in my mind.
Naughty wind, whistling, snapping your fingers.
Or, stroke the bangs on the forehead of the earth.
Plants sit on rattan chairs.
Comb long blond hair and talk about silk quality.
Flowers in spring know the secret of the dance forest.
They pour out their hearts and interpret their charm.
Trying to attract applause from all over the world
I saw them blowing kisses everywhere.
Say to bees and butterflies
Come on, honey, dance with me.
Don't hide in the back row
We don't have many good times.
Spend money freely.
Your appearance
Keep your eyebrows down and your fingers up. I like your appearance more and more.
I think you must know a lot about beauty.
You look better and better, the world.
It's getting better and better
My eyes always catch it in time.
The little flame you sent by express.
My good mood is all paths.
You see, it affects the traffic.
My heart, with the help of the rope of missing every day, is effortless.
Jump into your boudoir
Then, sit in front of you.
Look at you carefully
In your enchanting bloom.
My door is open and my mood is messy.
I can't measure any more
Tomorrow's sunshine index
The quatrains of ancient poetry are so classic, concise and full of infinite feelings. Want to see more quatrains and ancient poems? Please enjoy the lyrics in the spring morning.