1, spring has come again with her gentle steps and come to people's side. She brings good hope to people. She brought spring with gentle steps, and passed on the warmth to each of us.
2, the heart is like a lotus, quiet inside. Driving a canoe, playing a flute, from the depths of the pond, holding a lotus flower in my arms, like a pink girl, crystal clear, slim, charming, happy, loving, pitying, floral fragrance into my heart, tender feelings at the end.
3. Raindrops fall, fine and dense, as if they were yarns spun by silver thread and necklaces strung by freezing point, but they fell to the ground like bead curtains woven by pearls. Occasionally, two splashes are splashed, but they fall quietly, causing waves of ripples, one after another, absolutely wonderful. I'm afraid even a skilled craftsman can't create such an imaginative artistic conception.
4. It is a melancholy legend in my vicissitudes. I am a cloud in your desolate desert. On the ruins of the desert sea, the Millennium Castle has been decaying for a long time. I walked out of the castle with a brush. After a thousand years, the sunset is still like blood and still lonely. Thousand Buddha Cave in Mingsha Mountain. Mogao grottoes, crescent spring.
Let me hold your tearful face in my dream. Sing a Tang poem, a song poem, in your desire, set off your classic covered with yellow sand. Just because of a thousand-year-old legend, my heart is no longer desolate. The wind and smoke in the desert blew away the vicissitudes of the years, but they couldn't blow away one dream after another.
6. Unknown flowers are blooming on the road, and dense forests are guarding this land. We shuttled through thorns and jungles and kept moving forward until we appeared in the endless wilderness. The blue sky, white clouds, sunshine, grasslands and snow-capped mountains were like dreams, and Siguniang Mountain was fascinating!
7. In some places, God created them, but gave them such a cruel environment. In the sand sea where life is rare, you sing green tirelessly. Crescent spring-you are a beautiful ink painting that often appears in my mind, which makes me dream.
8. You have turned time into a treasure in the desert, let the years be baptized and time flow! You have been lying quietly in the arms of Shashan for thousands of years, laughing and dancing in the wind, and leaving, I am still. People call you: a bay with clear water, rippling blue waves and blue as jade. Spring is in quicksand, drought is inexhaustible, wind blows sand, and the trickle is endless.
9. Stumbling, inviting sunshine as a companion, meeting with the breeze, packing our bags, let's get close to the grassland and the vast grassland together. Snow is white and soft; The trees were covered with snow, which bent the branches. The sun shines brightly on the snow-capped mountains.
10, the scenery of the small garden is greener than expected. The smell of earth overflowing from the green world flows through the small mound with its back to the sun, and a large area of pale green pours into the eyes. Raindrops fall from the grass leaves, and yellow flowers enter another world with smiles and dewdrops.