Gangnam in March,
A few glasses of aged wine have not been drunk,
Smoke and rain but intoxicating and difficult to sleep.
Choose the southern tour, mostly for the beauty of Jiangnan spring,
Qu index years, six years more than,
The scenery of Jiangnan is like falling into the painting realm,
Classical architecture, strange mountains and rivers, human customs
It's all unforgettable.
In the twilight of March, the flowers fall more intensely. People go to the swing to hang on the moon, and the horses stop the willow tired and hissing wind. Paint the embankment empty.
Drunken, small curtains. Su Yan returned to the silver candle at night, and the sound of the warblers was in the green shade. There is nowhere to look for residual red.
Over forty years old is no longer confused,
Work and life are difficult to achieve two suitable,
The sun shines brightly in my heart,
No more work troubles
As the wind blows the microwave ripples of the mirror lake,
The best you can think of is just right,
It's so good to keep a spring-like mood
The sunrise river flowers are red and the fire is better, and the spring river is as green as blue.
Surprises and surprises have something in common
It's all so sudden and so unexpected,
A misstep is not a thousand ancient hatreds but also a bag,
Bruised ankles, bruised knees,
He had thought that there would be such a situation,
But never regretted the unexpected pain,
The relief is that it hurts me,
What should I do if I change to an employee!
It's good it hurts me!
It has become a mantra for the recent face of condolences!
Compared to the warm early spring in March,
I prefer the splendor of April,
The sun is shining and so free,
A hundred flowers dance with the wind by the landscape,
The blue waves of the river flow into the distance,
The old wound marks are still visible,
May the wounds of March,
April compensation.