#Check in a poem every day##Spring poem#Return geese suddenly hear the high altitude rattling, look up to find the geese formation. The wild geese returned to spring and warm, and it was impossible to shoot in a hurry. I wanted to adjust and start over
author：Memories left in the photos
#Punch in a poem every day##Spring poem#
Return to the wild goose
Suddenly heard a high rattling sound,
Look up and find the geese array.
The wild geese return to spring and warmth,
Can't make a clear shot between hasties.
I wanted to adjust and start over,
Suddenly, it has entered the sky.
#Check in a poem every day##Spring poem#Return geese suddenly hear the high altitude rattling, look up to find the geese formation. The wild geese returned to spring and warm, and it was impossible to shoot in a hurry. I wanted to adjust and start over
#Check in a poem every day##Spring poem#Return geese suddenly hear the high altitude rattling, look up to find the geese formation. The wild geese returned to spring and warm, and it was impossible to shoot in a hurry. I wanted to adjust and start over
#Check in a poem every day##Spring poem#Return geese suddenly hear the high altitude rattling, look up to find the geese formation. The wild geese returned to spring and warm, and it was impossible to shoot in a hurry. I wanted to adjust and start over
Hometown swaying in the breeze, full of spring, Meng Lingxin always wants to pull out a white horse from time, let himself be a young man chasing the wind again, the wild geese fly north, they are wearing golden robes, from one city to another...
