Separate the weeds in the valley with you
Arouse your desire for wings
Suddenly, they flew out in a straight line, from rocks to Woods.
Take your mind off your forehead.
Appeared on the faces of the ancients
With the land, the glass sky.
They broke the lights and put them on the ground one by one.
Build their homes
They cried to each other after the rain and before it.
When we meet again
You enter the valley again and follow the stream.
Until the ears of grain on the hillside turn into a golden feast
The labyrinthine summer is fading away.
A child with an eggshell on his head is like a boy scout with a helmet.
Walk forward with a big smile.
You heard raindrops and spots.
A mysterious language that lives in the valley
Leaves and feathers, insects and flowers, birds and people.
Imitate each other, so sweet
You lie down and the sky passes through your heart.
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Modern Poetry of Partridges 2- 1
If you are soft, I will give you a partridge sky. Wandering in the south of the Yangtze River, don't forget the beautiful teenagers.
I still remember when we met for the first time, the Bodhi tree swore that it would take into account the full moon.
two
The moonlight is hazy and the night smoke fills the air, giving you a partridge sky. The osmanthus trees are fragrant in front of the steps, and the ginkgo trees are yellow.
From romance to residual red, the four seasons are brand-new. There are flowers on the ridge every year, and the pavilions are beautiful at dusk.
three
Farewell to Xiaoxiang Bidai Syulan and present a partridge Junsan. Emotional orange island decided that she would like to take a ferry named * *.
Study colored ink and talk about poetry. Two hearts are in love. Green mountains and flowing water show mandarin duck play, flying with me in the world.
four
The night is cold and the autumn is cool, and you think there is a partridge day. The west wind can't understand the gorgeous language, and God will eventually follow the ground.
Thoughts surge, meaning ripples, weaving a curtain of flowers. Softly pointing to the words in front of the key screen, I will return once.
five
It's a beautiful day in wujun, between the maple leaves in Yuelu and the red drunkenness. The hookah love lock hibiscus withered, and how many sad nights stayed up.
From parting to meeting, the boat sailed over the mountains. Self-deprecating smile is sentimental, bitter, but helpless.
six
Sit quietly in Lanting and look at the purple shirt, giving you a partridge sky. The clouds are drifting away, and the sky is filled with the sound of the piano.
I am in a confused mood, thinking about it, a glass of wine of 100 million years. The water is clear and the shadow is moving, but the heart is thin.
seven
Strange and ridiculous things are intertwined, which is a day in Qi Jun. The mountains are long, the water is wide, the sky is far away, the clouds are light and comfortable.
Picturesque scenery, acacia, piano music all over the river. Rosa's feet are like Tang's, and she is attracted by Song Ci.
eight
Sunset, sunset, give you a partridge day. The north wind invades the cold, and the moon is full and the west building is alone.
The stars are shining, the dreams are floating, and the water cloud sword is connected with two places. The heart flies away with the swan goose and turns into light smoke.
nine
The weeping willows are wrapped around the wind branches, giving you a long-term partridge sky. Standing by the window empty, full of sadness and tears.
Watch, geese fly south, holding hands with you in several dreams. Hong Fei wanted to miss the wedding. He was heartbroken and choked up.
ten
Dot ink, embroider brocade, and give you a partridge day. I am obsessed with rhyme, complaining about sad songs and paying for the strings of orchestra.
Liang Zhu has less love and more marriages, and it's hard to say that the southeast peacocks hate it. Looking up at the sky, I want to know what love is, but Jingyue Chunhua always has no chance.