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Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

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Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

Valley Rainy season

Unforgive Valley Rain Tears Rouge,

And take advantage of the sunny wind to blow a little.

Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

"The willows dance with the wind, and the summer of the rain is coming." At this time, the willows fly down, the cuckoo cries at night, the peony spits, and the cherry is ripe, which is the best time for everything to grow.

As the last festival of spring, looking back at the late spring, have you ever lived up to the spring light?

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Leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is the | when the flowers bloom Issue 1341

Two Poems of "Bamboo Branches" (Part 1)

[Tang] Liu Yuxi

Yangliu Qingjiang level,

Smell the singing on the Lang River.

East sunrise west rain,

The Tao is clear but sunny.

Life is pure and happy, there is no better than in the hustle and bustle of the city, the heart is as quiet as water, keep a petal of sweet fragrance, and wait for an encounter. Waiting for you in April on earth, waiting for you in the late spring, waiting for you to fall into the united world.

If you happen to meet at this time, if you want, then walk hand in hand into the depths of the valley rain, go to see the national color and heavenly fragrance, listen to the sound of the rain falling, and taste the most beautiful color and fragrance with your heart.

After the valley rain, there is no cold, the human world has been warm, a cherry blossom rain, drunk into the world of April day.

Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

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"You are a April day on earth"

Lin Huiyin

I say you are an April day on earth;

Laughter lights up the wind on all sides;

The light spirits dance and change in the light of spring.

You are the clouds of smoke in the early days of April,

The softness of the wind blowing at dusk,

Xingzi flashed inadvertently,

Drizzle sprinkles in front of the flowers.

That light, that, you are,

The crown of fresh flowers you wear,

You are innocent, solemn,

You are the full moon of the night.

That goose yellow after the snow melts, you are like;

Fresh budding green, you are;

Tender joy,

The light of the water floats the white lotus in your dreams.

You are the blossom of a tree,

It was Swallow whispering between the beams,

- You are love, warmth, hope,

You are the April day on earth!

Before the valley rain, the spring rain is still as delicate and soft as a cloud. As soon as the valley rain arrived, the rain was no longer confused, and one by one clear and clean raindrops fell from the sky. The rain of the valley rain is different from the cold of the rain, and it is also different from the hesitation at the spring equinox, but it is a cheerful chant, ticking, crisp and ambiguous. The rain of the valley rain is abundant and moist, it allows the first seedlings to be irrigated, the duckweed in the pond to grow, and even the mulberry trees to grow new green leaves.

The spring rain is as expensive as oil, the moisturizer is silent, and the rain moisturizes the earth, making the blood of the earth flow and full of vitality.

Gu Yu | leaning on the window to listen to the wind and rain, it is when the flowers bloom

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A Blossoming Tree

Xi Murong

How to make you meet me

In my most beautiful moments

For this

I have been praying before the Buddha for five hundred years

Ask it to make us have a dusty relationship

The Buddha then turned me into a tree

Grow by the way you must pass

The sun is cautiously full of flowers

The blossoms are the hope of my past life

When you get closer

Please listen

The trembling leaves were the enthusiasm I waited for

And you finally walked by in defiance

One that fell to the ground behind you

Friend, that's not a petal

It's my withered heart

The nourishment of the valley rain makes the earth moist and rich, makes people grow hope, makes the days steady and warm, and makes the years deep and meaningful.

If you happen to meet at this time, if you want, then walk hand in hand into the depths of the valley rain, go to see the national color and heavenly fragrance, listen to the sound of the rain falling, and taste the most beautiful color and fragrance with your heart.

Tomorrow's valley rain, sowing is hope, harvesting is happiness, planting is wishing, harvesting is beautiful, may you go everywhere the sun shines!

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