Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless.
Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring.
Red flowers are full of trees, green hills are faint, and the sky is already west. The vast countryside, green grass, can not see the edge. People who swim in spring are interested, so who cares if they will go in spring? In front of Fengle Pavilion, people come and go, and flowers fall everywhere.
2, "Beishan" An Shi of Wang Song
Beishan lost its green and rose to the horizontal pool, and went straight to the pool.
Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.
Beishan reflects a rich green color on the pond, and the spring water rises quietly; Straight ravines and winding ponds are sparkling. I sat in the country for a long time, feeling carefree and counting the falling petals carefully; Look for grass slowly when you go back, and come home very late.
3, "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
How lush the long grass is, it turns yellow in autumn and winter every year and thickens in spring. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green. Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.