The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
author：Wangdake
spring rain
The rain is red with peach blossoms,
The wind blows the willows and green thousands.
Spring is all good,
Slip it into the poetry bag and be clear?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
The spring rain and rain into the peach blossoms are red, and the wind blows the willows and greens. Everything is happy in spring, and it is clear to put it into the poetry bag?
