million households bid farewell to the old year, slaughtering Sumei wine drunk in the spring breeze, red plums proudly welcome new guests, and firecrackers celebrate the birthday of the birthday.
The plum blossoms have twice praised the sound of spring, the snow has melted ice and eliminated all things, and the firecrackers have slaughtered the Suzhou households to celebrate peace.
A plum blossom is horizontal, a tree is horizontal, a magpies are drunk on the branches, and three cups of wine are drunk, and thousands of households are always in love.
The slopes are green, thousands of doors and houses are dancing, laughter is spread throughout the world, and there are many happy events that are gone through the snow and ice.
0,000 households are open, the wine is warm and drunk on the tower, the cold plum blossoms are proud of the snow to welcome the arrival of spring, and the New Year is coming with the sound of firecrackers.
The sound of autumn suddenly starts to shock the dream, and I feel far away when I first come, and I want to drink and slaughter the Suzhou and the moon is bright.
The years are new in the sound of snow mud and the claws of the geese, and a cup of rice dumplings and thousands of households welcome the spring.
Blowing rain moistens the summer, the thousands of doors are happy, and a new talisman blooms in the snow with the sound of firecrackers.
Butterflies and bees come, a tree of peach blossoms bloom in succession, the path and steps red apricot planted against the wall.
The night is quiet and the mood is hard to stop. The cicadas sing and dance among the flowers on the trees.
Falling leaves are red, the autumn wind is full, and the moon is bright, butterflies and bees are in the garden at the top of the trees.
Trees are covered with veils, bees fly to the people's homes, peach blossoms are blooming all over the hills, and the first-level grass is green to the end of the world.
Flowers bloom and bees and butterflies are crazy. Today I look for new poems under the tree. The grass in the steps is full of green branches.
The east wind blows and rains all over the world, the red leaves are covered with the ground, and a tree of begonia butterflies dance non-stop.
The steps of the courtyard are painted buildings, and the lights on the long street are full of neon lights. Whose bees and butterflies are dreaming under the tree?
Proud of the snow frost, bees and butterflies dancing in the spring, blowing the flowers and branches, sitting alone on the steps to see the crabapple.
Butterflies dance butterflies fly in the Mayday, bees are drunk under the peach blossom trees, and the beautiful scenery is climbing the steps to find the best sentences, full of spring light in front of you.
The lonely west building is alone in the empty steps, and the butterfly dances in the tree, who will the butterfly dance in the tree?
The red plum blossoms bloom proudly in the snow, the bees and butterflies dance, making the flowers full of flowers, and the fragrance rises to the jade steps.
Bees fly and flowers bloom, swallows sing and trees sway, climbing the steps to the green mountains and green more.
Sweep the jade steps, the grass is green in rows, where are the people under the peach blossom tree, bees and butterflies fly into my arms.
A tree Pear blossoms Falling with the rain, butterflies dancing in the spring, and the east wind blows to see the crabapple in front of the steps.
The sunny sky, a tree of pear blossoms and white magnolias, looking for old dreams on the steps, and the poetry and painting of the world are filled with poetry and painting.
A night of spring breeze fills the fragrance of the garden, the jade dew on the steps wet red makeup, and the peach blossom trees fly over the pink wall.
I feel free to have a ray of fragrance under the steps, and a few trees of cicadas sing and butterflies dance across the east wall.
Peaches and plums are beautiful, butterflies and bees are busy, and the spring breeze blows to enjoy the crabapple on the steps.
The butterflies come and bees come, the pink peaches reflect the sun, and the spring scenery is lush before the stairs.
The pear blossoms are blooming all over the branches, and the girl under the jade butterfly tree in front of the steps caused a group of bees to wander around.
The green moss and thousands of bamboos, the room is full of fresh breeze and a bed of books, and the trees are full of plum blossoms and butterflies dancing.
A tree of pear blossoms cannot bloom, bees and butterflies dance in the spring, the fragrance of the garden is intoxicating, sitting alone on the steps and thinking of hometown.
I have not yet stopped my mind, and I have shed tears in my glass. Where is the person under the moon? I drink alone in the clear glow of the night is cold.
Going up the tall building alone to look at the river flowing, wandering under the moon for sorrow, not relieving the pain of lovesickness, and being intimate with deep lovesickness can hardly find hatred and wandering leisurely.
html When will it take to go to the high building alone to look at the Jiuzhou, and my confidant in the muddy wine glass can relieve my worries.The wine glasses are filled with each other and smiles, and the unique poetic heart is wandering together.
Where is my confidant coming from? Wandering in the wine glass, you can't see me, leaving the clear shadow on the stairs alone.
The mist and rain are on stage alone, wandering around the world for a long time, and the wine glass is unsolved and my confidant comes to my dreams.
The east wind blows the willow swallows wander, and go up the tall building and look at the moon platform alone, and the confidant in the wine glass comes singing.
is in the wine glass, and when will I go back, drinking alone on the railing and unable to bear to return.
Where can I find my confidant? I am in the cold moonlight and can't bear to see the sky.
Watch the clouds open, wandering in the sky, and invite the bright moon to the wine glass, and hold the close friends from all over the world together.
Climbing to the top of the tower, where can I get from the muddy wine glass?
If you want to find a close friend, it is hard to dream. The heart of poetry puts you in the wine glass, and the moon is wandering alone against a plum blossom.
It is already late at night in the sky, tears are wet under the moon, and the wine glass is pouring out and it is hard to express the lonely heart.
can't bear to go back, the shadows accompany you, and the wine glass is hard to see if you have finished it, and the dream is gone.
Confidants meet in a dream, holding the wine glass frequently and talking with each other, wandering under the moon and recalling the old appearance.
is on the tulip, wandering back several times, wanting to drink the wine glass, but my close friend is not with you.
It is already late at night, the lonely lamp is alone and the tears are wet, and the wine glass cannot help but repay the lonely heart.
Wine glasses are frequently held and drunk with flowers. When you meet your close friends, you will drink alone on the bright moonlit night, wandering under the tree and stroking Yaoqin .
Friends are always there, why bother wandering around in the wine glass to find the old dream, leaving a lonely shadow standing in the cold winter.
Wangxiangtai , lingering under the moon, tears are everywhere in my cheeks, infinite hatred in the cup, when will my confidant come from the end of the world?
Why are you lonely wandering on the path? It’s even more desolate to stay alone at the lonely lamp. The wine glasses are frequently held to invite the bright moon, and the close friends meet in a foreign land.
The wine glass is filled with the moonlight, the close friends are drunk and never return, and they go up the winding paths of the tall building to enjoy the flowers.
Improper my confidant, the years and feelings wander in search of old dreams, leaving a mirror alone to shine on the dust.
The flowers are in trouble, and the tears are dry when the spring is sad. Where is the husband now? Only among the green mountains and green waters.
Flowers are in trouble, my husband has returned early, don’t say that there is no color in spring, a tree of peach blossoms blooms for guests.
The husband of the boss welcomed the new, and the old master of the year came to the south of the Yangtze River and the north of the Yangtze River and the snow was as snowy as silver.
A year is easy to have time without waiting for others, but I see that the husband of Luohua is his predecessor.
I met you again in the guest house. After several years of spring, my husband still saw her.
A thousand years still sees the tower, I don’t know where my husband is, and I cry in the spring and winter.
Love beauty, tears are wet with scarves, and the dew on the spring mountain is the guest body.
I have dreams, I am so sad, Ming Dynasty again, I must travel further.
is still waiting for guests, thousands of miles are setting sail, Mo Yan The husband has no confidant, and falling in love at first sight is fate.
It has been ten years since I returned, and I don’t see the old people in front of me. The east wind is green and the meeting is all white.
Spring goes and autumn comes, things are no longer the same. When will the guests return? Where can they find the green light in the hometown?
The guests come and appreciate the fragrance without intention. The spring leaves a secret fragrance, but the husband doesn’t know that they only see the willows growing.
The dream is that the poor husband has become dust, and it is the day of flowers blooming again. The tears are filled with tears in the traveler's hometown.
The husband was already dusty back then, but today I will not see you. I am so sad that the spring is deep and the flowers are falling, leaving the lonely guest facing the dusk alone.
Spring returns to the earth and sings all over the hall, and I am happy to see the poetry world join hands to write a glorious chapter.
Sailing guests geese flying south, and for another year, I don’t know where to go, but I only saw willows in front of the door.
The old master of that year, his husband has become dust, how can he be sick when he comes to drink?
Reincarnation, dreams of the world will never return, and the west wind blows the fallen leaves, regretting that my husband will find the flowers.
I saw the street lights dim again. Where is my husband in the village? The traffic flows in spring and winter.
Proud of the cold snow, the sparse shadows lean on the railings, the floating spring breeze is warm, and the traces are drifting. The night moon is deserted.
The traces of the world have been around for thousands of years, but only the faint fragrance scatters all over the sky, and the sparse shadows slant across the tree to whom is beautiful.
Elegant fragrance is traced around the world, and a sparse shadow of plum blossoms falls in my home.
Shake on the water, beautiful in the snow, and the traces of Mo Yan are faintly fragrant through the blue sky.
After falling, spring comes again, the horizontal slanting is not stained with dust, and a trace of faint fragrance is found without trace.
Traces are stained with dust, a faint fragrance slanted across the sky and disappeared, and the plum blossoms fall all over the soulmate.
Where is the faint fragrance floating, the traces in the snow are free and free, and the sparse shadows and plum blossoms are lonely together.
Sparse shadows slant the water bay, the plum blossoms fall and the snow is still cold, I don’t know where I go, but the faint fragrance floats on the distant mountains.
Where to find it? The faint fragrance floats and makes people feel pity. The water is clear and shallow, and the plum blossoms fall all over the sky.
A faint fragrance floats in the sky. Who can pity the traces in the snow? The sparse shadow stands in front of the wind, and it is not comparable to the plum blossoms.
A little red slanted horizontally, the plum blossoms are proud of the snow and smile at the spring breeze, and the fragrance of the cold winter lunar month enters the dream.
does not accompany the sparse shadow of the plum blossoms with the cold winter, and a faint fragrance enters the dream without trace.
It has not been heard in the end of the world for a long time, and the faint fragrance floats and sparse shadows are everywhere under the window. It should be the person in the dream of plum blossoms.
The faint fragrance welcomes the distant guests, the traces are searching for soulmates, and a sparse shadow of the plum blossom has been drunk to this day.
The sparse shadows are slanting and are about to break the soul, the plum blossoms fall and spring comes again, the snow mud and the geese claws are hidden in the old friend.
Flowers colorfully, spring comes again, and the faint fragrance floats and it is hard to find the people in the dream.
Traces a dream away from the end of the world, floating in the snow, sparse shadows and plum blossoms are lonely together.
Come to the humble room, and traces to the ends of the world. A sparse shadow across the window should be the plum blossoms blooming.
--- Zheng Huixian #Telebrity Creation Challenge#
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