Source: Green Window Flower Shadow
In spring, how can you not write willows?
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write, it's jasper makeup, green silk. Spring comes like a dancing waist.
It is a touch of green floating with morning smoke, a handful of tenderness, and thousands of strands of silk.
In February days, it is the willows on the embankment, drunk with spring smoke.
In the "Book of Songs", it is the past, and the willows are still there.
During the festive season, it is the head of the willow on the moon, and people are about after dusk.
In "Ancient Poems", it is the grass on the banks of the green river and the willows in the lush garden.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write, it is a night of spring breeze and a night of deep lovesickness.
It is a new sorrow of the dawn wind and waning moon, the willow bank, and the green riverside.
It is a catkins raised by the wind, and it is cloudy and flutters on the faces of pedestrians.
It's a beautiful way to be in spring.
It is an affectionate paragraph in ancient poetry, and the love is lingering.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about the New Year, write about the tender smoke and light dyeing, and write about the green willows that are yellow, half even.
You want to write about the spring breeze and willows, you love me, chase and play, and provoke spring everywhere.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about the green willows, the leisurely river, and sing on the river.
You have to write about customs, about the love between men and women, and about touching scenes.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about flying flakes and falling flowers, write about hatred, and write that Shaohua is not reserved for teenagers.
You have to write about the mountains and rivers, and the willows and flowers.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about the apricot blossom rain, the willow wind, the spring city flying flowers, and the cold food willow slanting.
Write that the willow cotton on the branches is blown by the wind, and write that it has traveled all over the world, where there is no fragrant grass.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about the morning rain of the light dust, write about the farewell, and write about the willow color.
You have to write about parting sorrows, writing about poplar flowers in the sky, and writing about the broken intestines of the detention journey.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write pear blossom courtyard, catkins pond. A faint wind, a dissolving moon.
You have to write about the yellow orioles singing the green willows, and the egrets going to the blue sky.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write crazy catkins, light peach blossoms. Writing flowers floats from scratch, and water flows from ear to water.
You have to write about the ruthless Taicheng willow, write about the smoke cage embankment, and be misty.
If you want to write willow, you can't just write willow.
You have to write about the flowers and willows, and walk into the boundless spring.
You have to write about the mighty spring breeze, ten miles of willows, and deep love all the way.
Text: Green Window Flower Shadow
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