For 300 years, the poet's favorite is Schumann. Among Schumann's works, this one is my favorite. For Schumann, this article is like Jinse to a mountain-it is a masterpiece, a feeling of life experience, full of words and endless meaning.
This poem is easy to understand, and the four sentences only have two meanings: the first two sentences are about homesickness, and the last two sentences are about life experiences. The yearning for the old country and the feeling of falling are intertwined, and there is no separation at all.
In the first sentence, seven words are three images: spring rain; Shantou; The three images of the shakuhachi flute are simply displayed, such as three walls, which form a space, leaving unlimited imagination space for people. These three images are the best poetic materials-the spring rain is hazy, and I wonder whose building is playing the flute. Spring rain is easy to make people feel melancholy, and the sound of flute is heard, which arouses endless homesickness.
Sure enough, in the next sentence, the poet talked about homesickness. At that time, the poet lived abroad in Japan. The shakuhachi is the Japanese flute and the cherry blossom is the national flower of Japan, both of which illustrate the situation. Japanese Xiao and China have different styles, but they are still good materials for poetry. Xiao and Di have their own merits in China's poems. They are the accelerant of homesickness. Li Bai's poem "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night" said: "Who can't stand the homesickness?" Li Yi's "On Listening to the Flute at Night on the Wall of the Country" says: "I don't know where to play the flute, and I want to recruit people all night." When Schumann wrote this article, he may have been subconsciously influenced by them. Turning from flute to homesickness is a common pattern of old poetry, but this article has not reduced the color. Roses and roses are always similar, so we love them.
There are still a few words to explain about Spring Rain, Shochiba Flute and Zhejiang Tide. The Yanzidong Essay (Article 29) says: "The Japanese Shochiba, like a Chinese flute, was heard from the Jin people. Its song is called "Spring Rain", which is deep and melancholy. Yu's poem "Spring Rain" says: ... ". According to legend, Japanese monks beg for food and often play the shakuhachi flute. Shuman is in a foreign country, and his mood is close to that of a beggar. In Begging for Food, the most melancholy song is Spring Rain, so Schumann pays most attention to this song. Spring Rain is of course the title of the song, but in this article, it is better to interpret it as a real scene. If you insist that "Spring Rain" is just the title of the song in the article, the look will be lowered. When reading this poem, we should know what kind of music Spring Rain is, instead of sticking to it as a song.
The Story of the Wild Goose (Chapter 20) says, "... we will arrive in Shanghai the next day. I immediately went into town, bought a monk's robe and went to Wulin naked to enjoy the beautiful scenery of the holy lake. Now I should return my long-cherished wish by the way. When I arrived at the West Lake, my eyes were full of silence and joy, and I was completely lost in the world. Fish-and-pepper boat, Maojiabu. Arrived, left the ship, carried many things, and voted for Lingyin Temple, which is the Song Dynasty's' building to watch the sea, the door is facing Zhejiang tide'. "'Zhejiang Tide' comes from the poems of Song Dynasty. The Story of Wild Goose, written after the return of Japan, is Schumann's autobiographical work. Wulin has been a beautiful place since ancient times, and it has been enriched by Song's famous sayings. When will Schumann forget it? Therefore, after returning from the field, the first stop was here. " "Wild Goose Crossing the Red Ridge" is a thing that has been remembered, while "Spring Rain" is a thing that has not been remembered. In a word, Zhejiang Tide is a place for Schumann to bury his dreams around his soul. "Back to Zhejiang Tide" is exactly what the fox meant when he died. "Zhejiang Tide" is a famous qiantang bore and a symbol of passion and strength. Therefore, "the building looks at the sea and the door faces the Zhejiang tide" is a Zhuang language, and "looking at the Zhejiang tide" is also a Zhuang language. The sadness of the whole poem does not hide the power of this sentence; The strength of this sentence adds to the sadness of the whole poem.
Three or four sentences, from the thought of the old country to the feeling of life experience. Breaking bowls with sandals is to show one's status as a monk. Monks can only be a pair of sandals, a broken bowl, walk thousands of villages and beg for a living. "Which bridge did you cross?" How many bridges and roads have you crossed? I don't remember. Of course, poets are not necessarily so miserable that they have to beg for alms. These two sentences just want to exaggerate the sadness of life experience. What a mismatch between "whore" and cherry blossoms! In a gorgeous and beautiful background, it is such a wandering monk who has never been known. The gorgeous background makes the hero's loneliness stand out strangely.
"Which bridge did you cross?" It seems to come from hill's word. Hill's "Partridge Sky" says: "The dream soul is used to unrestrained inspection, and it has passed the thank-you flower." "Huayang" has been replaced by "Sakura", but dreams and poems remain unchanged. Xiao Yan, a poet hundreds of years ago, is a sentimental and sentimental species. So did Su, a poet hundreds of years later. The Xiaoyan "Linjiang Xianzi" also says: "Looking for a way in a dream, flying rain and falling flowers." Poets are always sensitive to dreams of falling flowers. Didn't the "spring rain" in the first sentence and the "falling flowers" in the last sentence reveal this information? In the rain flowers all over the sky, a poetic monk wearing broken shoes came, which is a dreamy artistic conception!
Cherry blossom is a very beautiful and gorgeous flower, but its flowering period is too short, and it will wither in the wind and rain in less than half a month. Her glory shocked us, and her decline made us sad. She is extremely beautiful, but she can't stay forever, just like our beautiful youth and beautiful life. Life is like a dream, beautiful, but short. It is surprisingly short. That makes us doubt her existence and think that she is just a dream, not real. The poet who left this beautiful chapter for us only spent 35 spring and autumn years on earth, and then left forever in poverty and illness. Schumann is a poet among poets. He used poetry to express life, and also used life to interpret poetry. The poet's poems and life should be mutually verified.
Remember to ask your friends: What is the feeling of cherry blossoms? The friend replied: flowers are like dreams. It was really touching.
Suddenly I remembered two poems from North Island: "Road, road, full of red poppies."
2. What poems describe the beauty of cherry blossoms? What are the cherry blossoms on 1 and 10 days? -Su's "Cherry Blossoms Fall"
Interpretation: It turns out that cherry blossoms are blooming in the flowering period of 10, so I went to enjoy the flowers listlessly. I think such a beautiful scenery, even if it is a thousand times a day around the flowers, is worth it.
It snowed as heavily as flowers yesterday. Flowers are like snow today. Mountain cherry blossoms are like beautiful women, and beautiful women are easy to rest-cherry blossoms in Deng Erya.
Interpretation: Yesterday, the snow was overwhelming, and today, the flowers are falling like snow. KINOMOTO SAKURA is as beautiful as a beauty, but her face ages easily.
3. I miss the moon on the horizon in Mo Wen, and I have better cherry blossoms than Luoyang. -"Nara Sanli Mountain" Lao She
Interpretation: Don't look up at the bright moon when you miss your hometown. There are no peony in Luoyang, but look at the cherry blossoms here.
4, peach blossoms, cherry blossoms, zero red rain, mulberry money. -"Titian Temple" song. Wang Yang
5, Shouyan cherry Qiu Yan maple, bright green with crimson in early summer. -"Kiyomizu Temple Visits West exorcist" Lao She
6, the mountain depth may not be the Spring Festival Evening, cherry blossoms everywhere. -"Into the Village" song. Fang Yue
Interpretation: In the deep mountains, spring will come on time, and the flowers all over the mountain are covered with branches. I hope that suffering will end and happiness will come.
7. Shake up your sleeves, be anxious, cherry blossoms and willows are rainy-"Yang Chunqu" Yuan. Yi Guo
Interpretation: standing and waving your sleeves, the spring breeze blows, cherry blossoms bloom, willows sprout, and the rain is bitter and cold.
8. What do you mean by Shili cherry blossom and Shili dust? Shili cherry blossoms have now turned to dust, lamenting the changes in personnel. -Yu Hua's Tokyo Miscellaneous Poems
Interpretation: Although cherry blossoms are beautiful when they bloom, they will eventually turn to dust, just like a beauty dying and a hero with white hair. Beautiful people, beautiful things, always have a different taste, you need to experience it yourself.
9. Where Zheng Tong is in a hurry, the cherry blossoms will hang down the shore forever. -Li Shangyin
Commentary: The sight of cherry blossoms flying all over the sky makes Yang Liuan feel a permanent desolation.
10, the foot eight flutes at the head of Chunyu Building, no one knows what bridge mango shoes have crossed when watching Zhejiang Tide. -sue
Interpretation: When we put on sandals and break the bowl, people are still the same, but no one can recognize them. We are all Buddhas, which have not increased or decreased since ancient times, but no one can recognize them in the rotation of names and colors. After crossing the bridge of cherry blossoms, there is an endless sense of rotation on the road of reincarnation.
3. What are the poems about snow or cherry blossoms? Hehe, the dream of cherry blossoms (1) pink flowers make passers-by shy and diligent, and bloom together. In April, cherry blossoms come first. (2) Sitting under the cherry blossoms, the fragrance is overflowing and enjoying a romantic trip. Ann may be late. In the Yuan Sakura Garden, the cherry blossoms are in full bloom, which is fascinating. The dream of cherry blossoms is very long. I always thought that only in the eastern island countries can I see cherry blossoms in full bloom. Silent sigh, romantic. Cherry blossoms came to HKUST's campus. I heard about the cherry blossoms in the garden. I came here to miss the cherry blossom season, walked through the cold winter, walked through the snow twice, and finally walked into the beautiful pink world. The cherry blossoms on the branches are swaying in the wind and reflected in the clear pool water. How many romantic and beautiful winds blow the cherry blossoms, and the pink cherry blossoms float into the bottom of my heart, responding to the charm of the sun. If flowers drift with the tide, people downstream will even indulge in pink romance and be displaced among flowers. The ground is full of joy, the rain is intoxicating, the petals are weak, and the petals are weak. How to go through the storm, flowers bloom and fall, and flowers fall in Japan. Cherry blossoms wander alone in the garden, looking at the tourists in pairs. They are sad and indifferent, forgetting the charm of cherry blossoms and slowly leaving. Silently sigh, cherry blossoms are hanging on the branches, and the clear lake is full of flowers with petals along with the running water. Stop and make a phone call. I haven't seen you for days. I miss those layers of accumulation and words. Visitors in cherry blossoms are frequently drunk and fascinated by flowers and trees. They will always be with the wind, falling leaves, dancing flowers and swaying cherry blossoms, making happy people sad.
There is no hope in my ears, but clean sadness in my eyes: cold and cold. Mimi: Dark.
H: a little less. Objective: what that eye can see.
Hao: White. Tao Jin Yuanming's "Written in mid-December of Guimao Year, Respecting from My Brother" can be simulated, but if catkins rise with the wind, Xie Daowen's "Poetry on Snow": "What is snow like? The air difference of salting can be simulated, but if the catkins rise with the wind. "
The moon shines on the snow, and the north wind is strong: the north wind. Strengths: violence.
Sadness: biting. Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "When the wind blows, it snows everywhere: the window.
Wind scares bamboo: Snow in the wind hits bamboo, making a rustling sound. Wang Tangwei's Winter Night's Story of Hu Jushi's Home is unknown. It is suspected that the court opened last night: the snow fell in the courtyard.
The Snow in the Garden by Tang Song Wenzhi was swallowed up by the sound of water ice, and the snow in the sand road was flat. Liu Tang Changqing's "Appreciating Zhang Xia's Bitterness and Cold Work on the Way to Visit the State on a Snowy Night" has a clear path and snow peaks. Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to the Old Mountain is a vast expanse of whiteness, with cold air and snowflakes as big as hands. Tang Li Bai's satirizing Wang Liyang's refusal to drink Yanshan snowflakes were as big as seats and blew down Xuanyuantai. Tang Li Bai's "Popular North" is full of clouds at dusk, and the snow dance is empty: the wind is swaying.
DuDu mansion of snow scattered on the bamboo in the sunset, residual snow scattered in the mountains. Tang and Han Bookstore will write a book outside the courtyard (poem). Who will cut the snow on the ground into two plum flowers and write a poem: "Spring will compete for luxury, especially in Luo Yang Garden. Who will cut the snow on the flat ground into this smallpox? "
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" only saw dark clouds on the ridge and snow on the rocks, which was already very shocking. Thousands of peaks have thousands of Yushu trees and thousands of pines. When Tang Yuanzhen's "South Qin Xue" entered the room, I sat and watched the bamboo turn into six branches: the snowflake was hexagonal, so it was called "six out".
Qiongzhi: Bamboo branches are covered with snow like white jade. Tang Gao's "Welcome to Snow" knows that the night snow is heavy and the bamboo is broken. Tang Bai Juyi's "Night Snow" says: "I am shocked by the cold and see the window bright.
It's late at night until it snows heavily, because you can hear the sound of bamboo branches breaking from time to time. "Turn the bead curtain over the powder wall, which is lighter than catkin and heavier than frost, and write the scene of falling snow.
Tang Li Shangyin's "Two Poems on Snow" was defeated by Yulong 3 million, with broken bones flying all over the sky. Yulong: Describe flying snow. Broken scales: describe snowflakes flying, such as scales falling one after another.
Song Huzai's last episode, Tiaoxi Fishing in Conghua, quoted Bird's poem "Snow" from Xiqing Poetry Talk, which is not thousands of miles away and selfless in the world: Yu. Geng's snow
4. A poem about cherry blossoms. Cherry blossoms are red and unfamiliar, willow green;
In the sound of swallows, acacia is another year.
-Modern Zhou Enlai.
"There is a new kind of red cherry tree in the small garden, which is easy to wander among the flowers."
-Don Bai Juyi
Mourning Zheng with the urgent management, cherry blossoms hang down the shore forever.
How long have the cherry blossoms been in bloom? Willow, green and pink are unknown.
I advise you to spend the holidays in Fang Fei, Mo Wen, so the storm in your hometown will be miserable.
-Tang Li Shangyin
When will the rain return to Zhejiang tide?
No one knows the broken bowl of mango shoes. Which bridge did you cross?
-Modern Sussman
Song giver
A new word sounds like a pearl, and turning your throat is suspected of hitting a coral.
There is something in the sitting part when listening, but there is nothing in the cherry blossom leaves after singing.
Han Pu disdains the taste of vanity, facing how Joan uses waste.
Whoever wants to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
-Tang Xueneng
It's hard to leave Yuanyang
-Li Deyu (Tang)
Didn't you see that people who used to be single-minded turned into mandarin ducks?
Harmony never leaves overnight, and it is rare to keep pace with it once in a thousand years.
Grass flies in February, and cherry blossoms in the mountains are not thin.
Jintang is sunny and has no dependence.
This is not only a good time to visit girls, but also a good time for Ling Bo and Fu Fei.
The jade cover shook off, and the beauty reflected the beads.
Double shadows are accompanied, and double hearts are not violated.
After staying on the green beach for a long time, all the red clothes have been washed.
Spring is turning around and lingering.
Stop near Tian Quan Pool and fly near Cheung Chau Court.
I want to be happy, love each other, and get caught on earth.
There is Xiaoxiang Prefecture in the south, and take Wan Li Road.
There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and there are many streams in Yuanjiang.
-Xue
BMW knows how to carve saddles, but it is difficult to separate them at first sight.
It's as charming as spring scenery and will send you thousands of miles.
Half makeup pearls fall, floor scented tea.
Red candles and green silk songs can seduce tears.
A good night's promotion, fragrant and green, fascinating, half-folded eyebrows.
Never say goodbye, the heart will swallow first, and it's hard to say what you want.
Get off the grass and get out of the way.
Shaking the sleeves, the spring breeze is urgent, and the cherry blossoms are sad.
Xie xinen
-Tang
Cherry blossoms fall to the end of the month, like a bed leaning on a fumigation cage.
Much like last year today, hate is the same.
Clouds gaunt, tears red.
Where is acacia bitter, the screen window is drunk in the dream.
Sakura [1]
Pink snow petals fall
When the green wind blows in spring
Sakura [2]
The cherry blossoms in the forest are a crimson cloud.
Cherry blossoms are a white mood.
Sakura [3]
She stared at me through the flowers.
I watched the cherry blossoms overflow her smile.
Sakura [4]
Fragile cherry blossoms
A turbulent crowd
Sakura [5]
A cherry blossom fell on the moss.
A woman deeply impressed on his heart.
Girlfriend [6]
She is wearing a scarlet skirt.
Walk into the cherry blossom forest and disappear lightly.
Moon [7]
This March moon
It's the same color as cherry blossoms.
Sakura [8]
She told me a secret.
When the flowers die, she will cry.
I love you
You put a cherry blossom in your hair.
I kissed your lips.
Last year [10]
There are cherry blossoms from last year in the bookmark.
The pages are full of last year's love.
Photo [1 1]
Blurred cherry blossoms in a blurred photo.
This is exactly what I want to feel.
Lovers [12]
They are holding hands.
They want cherry blossoms as the background.
Lovers [13]
Cherry blossoms fell on their heads.
She wants to hide in the wedding dress she wants.
Lovers [14]
The moonlight shines on them.
Their shadows are as thin as cherry blossoms.
Sakura [15]
He will come in on this full moon night.
She will wait for him under the fallen cherry tree.
5. Ask for a beautiful poem that only writes about cherry blossoms. No other meaning. The favorite flower in spring is cherry blossom. Often overnight, it opens quickly. Sudden and unstoppable. And then blowing in the wind. No nostalgia. The Japanese call it flowers blowing snow. Walking at dusk, passing by the cherry blossom forest, I saw the pink petals still fluttering. It suddenly occurred to me that this is the most enjoyable flower. Because it died young. Like some one-night stand. There is no possibility of deterioration. So leave a lifetime of memories. Maybe it's sadness. But it is beautiful. Your smell is all over my nose. I didn't bother to vent my anger when I knew I was going to drown and suffocate. This is Faye Wong's forgiveness. I like this strong emotion. The fiercer things get, the colder they get. Because there is no way out. Be presumptuous. Indulge. Selfish. Crazy. Only when you fall again and again do you know what you have paid. I really hope it will clear up. I think I can climb to the top of the high mountain and see the pure blue sky and sea again. Then look at the people I can love in the distance. The cherry blossoms flew away, and the wind blew away the moon. The so-called Iraqis, where to go. Who is better than cherry blossoms? Huigen pays homage to Zhenzong. Cherry blossoms-singing clouds as companions, lingering in my heart. The new rhyme begins with poetry, and I dare not take it at will.
The pink face of cherry blossom poetry is a bit lazy. When I got up in early spring of March, I kept dressing up and painted my lips crimson. Chun Qing, who drifted across Mount Fuji, overflowed the land of Tang Dynasty, hiding her coquettish and affectionate smile. Japanese women in red sang softly along Yang Yuhuan and waved their sleeves in China ink painting. In this wind, transparent women wander on the staff in March and play on the swing in spring. Bees and butterflies, who were called to gather flowers and make honey, hid in the cracks of branches and leaves, throwing naughty eyes and interpreting a serial story of the studio. How many boys and girls who are in love with spring wander in powder dreams, and the spring breeze and drizzle make the park rejuvenate overnight. The stone road covered with petals should be used to clean cherry blossoms and wake up sweetly for a short time in your beautiful memory. After a cold, you have a fever, lyrical lips and fire. The soft body fell from the branches and turned from chemical to dust, which awakened the tragedy.
6. What does Su mean by this poem about cherry blossoms? Playing shakuhachi upstairs in the spring rain, wondering when I can go back to my hometown to see the tide in Zhejiang.
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There is a bamboo flute, which was bought by a flute dealer on the street of Chengdu at dusk.
When I was a teenager, I learned to play the flute with others. Therefore, for many years to come, several flutes have been hidden in the box. Just, no longer learn to recite music scores, no longer play music scores. Later, when my wandering career moved, several flutes were either given away or lost. When I left my hometown for Chengdu, there was no flute.
However, whenever I hear people selling Xiao walking and playing on the street in a foreign land, my heart will still move. Yes, I have always had a wish, that is, to learn a musical instrument. Not Su Like Schumann, ready to beg one day. Instead, I want to use an object in my mouth or hand instead of the mouthpiece and vocal cords to make some sounds in the lonely silence without speakers.
Xiao, I naturally can't play. But that night, I bought one. I couldn't even blow the sound at first. After several days of practice, I can only blow out some intermittent tones. But it became a spiritual pillar and hung on the wall. From Chengdu to Huangshan, from Huangshan to the sea.
Or Schumann's poem "When will you go back to Zhechao?" . No one knows that the shoes are broken. Which bridge did you cross? "I studied Xiao when I was in Japan. Japan is a foreign land and a foreign country. So in his shakuhachi flute, there is the lament of the prodigal son and the sound of cherry blossoms.
Of course, perhaps, he must remember that the shakuhachi he grasped was introduced to Japan from his hometown in the Tang Dynasty. Now, the old country has disappeared, only Xiao has disappeared. Xiao and shakuhachi, but they both grow on the ground and are all bamboo ... resources:
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7. Poems related to cherry blossoms It's a pity that the flowers go around for thousands of times at sunset. Last night, the wind and rain were on the other side. Who told people this sadness? I can't bear to watch Hu Sha bury his beautiful bones, but I will cry in my heart.
Affectionate memories for him, an inch of Chun Qing has already vanished. Huang Jigang watched cherry blossoms on the island. The spring breeze was wide and the complex value was quite blooming.
Dan Ying and Yang Hui invite all of you here to come. Fairy clouds are ethereal and the road is clear.
Guests avoid clouds and want to wander with spring. There are countless lights and lingering waves.
They all say that they are happy for a while and sad for a while. So, there are many beautiful places, so why live in Penglai?
The cherry blossoms in Deng Erya were as snowy as flowers yesterday. Flowers are like snow today.
Sakura is like a beauty, and beauty is easy to rest. Yu Hua's "Tokyo Miscellaneous Poems": In the painting under the tree, people are fascinated by the building, and Chai Jin is drunk and dreaming.
Whip silk car shadow in a hurry, Wan Li cherry blossom Wan Li dust. Wanjiajing is full of poplars.
Cherry buds bloom in April in spring. Lany is on the road at the corner of Shili, watching the flower boats in the spring breeze and drizzle.
At the corner of Lany, there is a dam ten miles long and full of cherries. Flowers bloom, tourists become cities, and roads are blocked. His coward is weak, afraid of falling, buy a boat embankment and look back. )
Lu's cherry blossoms are beautiful in the East, elegant and unique. Pearls are surrounded by layers and have beautiful clusters.
Comparable to peaches and plums, competing for the east wind. It seems that the sepals are green and the steps are elegant.
The fog is dragging lightly, and the divine light is flickering. Flowers are more numerous this year, according to hamming.
There are people who know the sky, but they are better than Pengshanqu. Thousands of miles are full of fairies, and the water is weak green.
Fan Liuying came to Yangming Mountain to see the flowers, and the red clouds touched the morning glow. Laugh at his poor life and pity him, and the prodigal son pursues the east wind, and he will be happy.
Who blows the blue sky and sticks high, puts on green and coagulates fat, and fights with gorgeous posture. I couldn't stay in the spring of 1990, so I cut the wind, rain and fragrance.
All over the mountains and waters, tears piled up. Even if I won the prize at that time, I couldn't help but smash it overnight.
See numerous English full of branches, thick peach Yan Li Doufang. A lifelong confidant knows a person, and there are clogs.
Charming and drunk, carrying clouds and dragging rain across thousands of rivers. Gone with the wind is charming and casual, half turned into spring mud and half into smoke.
The faint smog even started the crimson color of Ran Ran, and devoted itself to the struggle for beauty in spring. Naturally, the East Emperor is clever in makeup and busy with flowers for no reason.
8. Ask for a beautiful poem that only writes about cherry blossoms. No other meaning. The favorite flower in spring is cherry blossom.
Often overnight, it opens quickly. Sudden and unstoppable.
And then blowing in the wind. No nostalgia.
The Japanese call it flowers blowing snow. Walking at dusk, passing by the cherry blossom forest, I saw the pink petals still fluttering.
It suddenly occurred to me that this is the most enjoyable flower. Because it died young.
Like some one-night stand. There is no possibility of deterioration.
So leave a lifetime of memories. Maybe it's sadness.
But it is beautiful. Your smell is all over my nose.
I didn't bother to vent my anger when I knew I was going to drown and suffocate. This is Faye Wong's forgiveness.
I like this strong emotion. The fiercer things get, the colder they get.
Because there is no way out. Be presumptuous.
Indulge. Selfish.
Crazy. Only when you fall again and again do you know what you have paid.
I really hope it will clear up. I think I can climb to the top of the high mountain and see the pure blue sky and sea again.
Then look at the people I can love in the distance. The cherry blossoms flew away, and the wind blew away the moon. The so-called Iraqis, where to go. Who is better than cherry blossoms? Huigen pays homage to Zhenzong.
Cherry blossoms-singing clouds as companions, lingering in my heart. The new rhyme begins with poetry, and I dare not take it at will.
The pink face of cherry blossom poetry is a bit lazy. When I got up in early spring of March, I kept dressing up and painted my lips crimson. Chun Qing, who drifted across Mount Fuji, overflowed the land of Tang Dynasty, hiding her coquettish and affectionate smile. Japanese women in red sang softly along Yang Yuhuan and waved their sleeves in China ink painting. In this wind, transparent women wander on the staff in March and play on the swing in spring. Bees and butterflies, who were called to gather flowers and make honey, hid in the cracks of branches and leaves, throwing naughty eyes and interpreting a serial story of the studio. How many boys and girls who are in love with spring wander in powder dreams, and the spring breeze and drizzle make the park rejuvenate overnight. The stone road covered with petals should be used to clean cherry blossoms and wake up sweetly for a short time in your beautiful memory. After a cold, you have a fever, lyrical lips and fire. The soft body fell from the branches and turned from chemical to dust, which awakened the tragedy.