At the Winter Olympics, the tiger leaps and leaps, flutters in the wind and laughs at Shu Mei. The messenger of peace shoulders his shoulders and pursues the spirit of hard work with one heart. The head of state praised him in person, but the American and British attacks were all false. Dispel the haze and fog. It's wonderful.
Poetics of Beijing Winter Olympics
The five-ring flag was also exhibited, attracting outstanding people. Dreaming of rushing to the ancient capital city, I love the cold winter snow alone. The four seas are connected, and the lips and teeth can be cracked? Wind and rain are connected with the future, and things change in temperature.
A city is full of glory, and the four seas strive for the first place. The kite on the snowboard platform spreads its wings, and the short-track arrow on the skates leaves the string. Free prancing and dancing, patterns flying over the jade body. Faster and more powerful, winning the championship is frequently reported.
The wine is mellow and plum-red, and the strong pier is accompanied by warmth and melting. Curling is tied at the edge of the cow, and the trail runs at a tiger's pace. Dreams shine like a full moon, and the world is thawing into a glory. Love leads the Winter Olympics, and spring is as heroic as athletes.