Rain hits duckweed, Li Qingzhao's poem

Rain beat duckweed Li Qingzhao's poem is as follows:

1, the rain hits the waves on the duckweed lake and floats into poetry.

2, the rain hits duckweed one after another, holding thoughts like water waves. ?

3, the rain hits duckweed, and the vicissitudes of life are hard to extinguish. ?

4, the rain hits the duckweed in the distance, and the heart is romantic in my hometown.

5, the rain beat the duckweed mosaic, and the dance broke the March.

6, the rain hits duckweed as light as flocculant, and my thoughts are disturbed by the wind.

7. Duckweed drifts with the waves, and the years pass by in a hurry. ?

8. Duckweed has no fixed place and life is scattered everywhere.

9、? Duckweed is in a confused mood, if only it could be quiet.

10, the rain hits duckweed, and it is unbearable to be lonely.

1 1、? Duckweed wandering dream is hard to find, when will sadness stop?

12, the rain hit the duckweed to recall the past, and the years wasted another autumn.

13, duckweed fell, like a dream on earth.

14, the rain hits duckweed without concern, picturesque.

15、? Duckweed is free to follow fate, regardless of sadness or joy.

16, the rain beat duckweed to send feelings and thoughts.

17, duckweed has nowhere to go with the waves, and the past is like smoke.

18, the rain hits duckweed lightly, which disturbs people's mood.

19, duckweed drifted home, eager to settle down at home.

20, the rain hits the duckweed, smoothing the traces of the years.

2 1, duckweed drifts with the tide, and life is impermanent like drifting.

22, the rain hits the duckweed to gather and leave, and the joys and sorrows are all poems.

23. Where does the duckweed drift? I missed my hometown and cried.

24, the rain hits the duckweed year, and it will not die until the flowers bloom.

25. Duckweed floats with the waves and sticks to the freedom in her heart.

26, the rain hits the duckweed to send impermanence, and life falls in a twinkling.

27. Duckweed goes with the flow and pursues freedom without regrets.

28, the rain hits duckweed, I miss the lingering suffering.

29. Where does the duckweed drift? I am willing to seek peace and happiness.

30. Rain beats duckweed, which is fleeting. Only by persisting in faith can we move forward.