"Yun Hai Wen Tu Original"
___ At midnight on the occasion of the festival, it seems, the sound of early spring approaching has been heard ...
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Tonight, the tranquility is warm and spreading.
The enchanting spring that has gradually revealed its signs,
inadvertently
It was a high-profile colorful color.
Looking forward to, long-lost spring!
This, however, before the messenger of winter finally dissolves,
Stumbling into the lost world,
Struggling to find the once seductive shadow?
Spring, unhurried and unhurried, continues to ferment.
Tiptoeing out a line of shallow marks,
In the midst of conservatism,
But it has warmed up a pleasant fragrance.
Feel the warmth!
This, but the green figure is about to bloom,
Light in the remaining winter cold,
Asking the time when the spring flowers bloom? ......
This scene is like being at the critical point where winter and spring intersect.
Eyes, admiring, this wonderful sight;
Thoughts, surging and a touch of emotion haunting...
On the earth,
Footprints that overlap in shades,
Painting in a hurry,
That urgent wish to look forward to the New Year,
This wish, happiness;
Under the street lights,
Silently prolonging the light and shadow,
Speaking in a quiet and warm way,
This strong smell of looking forward to the New Year,
This taste, sweet...
The cold wind was silent, quietly fluttering.
She, flying out of beauty, flying out of tranquility,
It also flew out of this winter without the heart to go away, still obsessed with the beauty of the world' love of love.
Because, the cold wind that flutters, does not want to roll up the curtains of winter;
Spring love is spreading peacefully in silence.
She, spreading tranquility, spreading simplicity,
It also spreads the coming early spring in February, urging a sense of hope derived from the beautiful spring.
Because, the spread of spring love is showing the buds of spring...
Now, the ugly cow, after the midwinter,
Groaning, followed by the last piece of freezing, stepping into the winter that has gone away, gradually disappearing;
In front of me, the golden tiger is in the breeze,
Screaming, walking quickly into the New Year's taste, following the Spring Festival that has arrived, and bringing blessings...
I, at midnight on the occasion of this festival, seemed, had heard the sound of early spring approaching...
Dear friends, let us wait together for the spring prelude of the earth's recovery and the renewal of Vientiane to begin grandly! ......
——At midnight on the second day of the Lunar New Year, Yunhai quietly listens to the sounds of the New Year and warmly welcomes the arrival of early spring.
I would like to share this with my partners.
Good night, folks.
