Wen | Guo Zhongfeng
Gentle spring breeze,
Emerald green mountains,
Blowing flowers like flowers.
Colorful
A leaf light boat,
Falling into the stream,
Crossing the river,
Sailed to the vast ocean.
Can you take away my sentimentality?
Flowers flow from zero water,
An acacia,
Two places of idleness,
My sorrow,
Comparable to clear light!
The spring rain wet my placket,
Drunken eyes obscured my vision,
The lake is flooded,
Fold the branches and sigh!
The willows flying in the sky,
Curtain by curtain.
Look up at the wild geese returning from the south in the air,
Last cold autumn,
Can you send my thoughts?
The Breeze of May,
Cropped for summer.
Bonus money premium,
Rose vine,
White,
Lotus pond sparkling!
Changed the thin coolness of the snow covered by severe winter snow.
On that day,
I greeted the snowflakes that were fluttering in the sky,
Solo Lotus Pond,
Go find your traces,
But I can't smell your breath.
You said
Give spring to midsummer,
The sun is like fire,
Then burn it!
Let the rainstorm pour down,
It's like a waterfall!
About author:Guo Zhongfeng, female, from Pingyuan County, Shandong Province. Love literature, especially like ancient poetry, hands do not release volumes, pen ploughing!
One point number Jade River Weilan