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The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

The spring breeze whispered, and the geese whispered

A little green pops up in the treetops

The soft spring is here

A lot of things are sprouting and growing

Like dreams, like love

In this season of dreams to follow and love to rely on

The east wind is tugging at the ends of your hair

I also brought six love letters from Spring to you

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The first letter

Spring Breeze Ten Miles is not as good as you

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Swallow grass is like beth, and Qinsang has low green branches.

When the king returns to the day, it is the concubine who breaks the intestine.

Spring breeze does not know each other, what is the matter into Luo Wei?

—— Li Bai, "Spring Thoughts"

The green, Qindi mulberry trees have flourished. When you miss the day when your homeland is looking forward to returning, I have long missed you and am saddened. Spring breeze, you and I have never known each other, why blowing into the tent to stir me up? Spring water is born, all things are silent; spring forest is in full bloom, time is hazy; spring wind is ten miles, acacia is far away.

When the wind blows, life is gentle. Spring breeze ten miles, not as good as you...

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Second letter

Pray for the well-being of the Scythians

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Spring feast, green wine a glass of song again. Goodbye to Chen Sanwan:

One wish lang jun chitose, two wishes concubine chang jian,

The three wishes are like Liang Shangyan, and the years will see each other.

——Feng Yanwei, "The Long-Lived Girl: Spring Feast"

At the spring banquet, drink a glass of fine wine and sing a song, pray and make three wishes: one wish lang jun you live a long life and a thousand years, two wishes that the concubine body my body will always be healthy, three wishes that we are like flying swallows on the beam, both pairs, forever together.

As the years pass, do not abandon, companionship is the longest confession of affection. The epidemic will eventually pass, waiting for the spring to blossom, may we meet again in a world where the smoke has dissipated.

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Third letter

Those who miss you are also missing you

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Green poplar grass long pavilion road, young people throw people easy to go.

The head of the building dreamed of five more bells, and the bottom of the flower was away from the Rain in March.

Ruthless is not like amorous bitterness, an inch is still tens of millions of strands.

When there is poverty at the end of the world, there is only an endless place for acacia.

——Yan Shu, "Yulou Chun Chun Hate"

Where do heartless people understand the distress of many lovers, and an inch of acacia sorrow has turned into thousands of threads. No matter how far away the end of the world is, there is an end to that day, only that lovesickness has no end, never stops.

This spring, may the people you miss also think of you, and may every inch of your thoughts be compensated by love.

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Fourth letter

Wait for the strange flowers to bloom, and the beauty will come as promised

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

I hit Gangnam and walked by

The face that waits in the season is like the opening and falling of a lotus flower

The east wind does not come, and the willows in March do not fly

Your heart is like a little lonely city

The streets of Charu bluestone are late

The sound of the footsteps is silent, and the spring curtain of March is not revealed

Your heart is a small window tightly hidden

My Dada's horseshoe is beautiful mistake

I'm not a returnee, I'm a passerby...

——Zheng Shuoyu," "Mistakes"

Hope and beauty will come as promised, the epidemic will eventually recede, and the 132 compatriots who have lost contact will eventually have news, and we are eagerly looking forward to what we are looking forward to.

In the spring, we can pour into the sea of people, or we can wait for the strange flowers to bloom, but no matter which choice, we all hope to be a beautiful and loving expectation.

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Fifth letter

Returning is still a teenager

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

I seem to have promised you

To be with you

Walk up that beautiful mountain road

You said that the slope was full of new tea

There are also fine acacia trees

On a distant spring afternoon

And tonight under the lights

Comb my first white hair

Suddenly I remembered something that had not been done

Fulfill some promises

Unexplained sadness

On that mountain road

Teenage you are not

Still waiting for me

Still eagerly looking everywhere

——Xi Murong, "Mountain Road"

After experiencing the vicissitudes of the world, how many teenagers can still be as kind as ever, their blood will not change, and they will be sincere and innocent?

Deeply versed in the world but not sophisticated, may you run away for half a life, and return as a teenager.

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

Sixth letter

Spring is the beginning of hope

The spring that the epidemic can't steal, write a love letter to you

As long as spring remains

I will not be sad

Even though the night swallowed everything

The sun can also come back again

As long as life is still there

Even if you are trapped in the vast desert

There is also an oasis of hope

As long as tomorrow remains

Winter snow will finally melt quietly

Spring thunder will surely roll in

——Wang Guozhen, "As Long as Tomorrow Remains"

Everyone has spring. Whether it's you or me, everyone can have laughter, love, and intoxication in the spring. And, of course, the most important thing – hope.

In the spring of March, may you have high hopes, live up to the spring light, and take advantage of the years of poetry and wine.

This spring

May you live up to the spring light and live up to the secretary

May you meet happiness and love

Life is not just a cotton swab poking the throat

There are also bright spring lights waiting for you to enjoy

Here we freeze spring with flowers

It becomes a letter of love in spring

You don't have to go out to see the beauty

To you who are consciously preventing the epidemic

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Figure | Yi Jia, Wang Hong, Xia Yidan

Text | Poetry Heaven and Earth, Wang Hong

Edit | Wang Hong

Editor-in-charge | Jiang Huan, Ma Jiashuo

Editor-in-Chief | Li Jing

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