spring scenery
For their own stubbornness, sometimes very contradictory.
It is also hateful, and it is also hateful to be too ignorant.
Spring has come, but I don't know how to walk in the suburbs.
It's stuffy all winter
I don't know how much weight I gained.
The excess fat in this winter should be returned to spring.
Spring has come, and those haze have not dispersed.
Fat growing in winter
Add a little greed.
I hate these. I'd rather
Keep your body close to the bright spring.
Let the extra part of winter disappear as soon as possible.
Take advantage of the spring breeze and sunshine
Stretch one's tight arms
Take more formal steps.
Put greed, selfishness, narrowness ...
And all the gloom of the spring breeze.
Don't write the poem too well.
Don't lead such a heavy life.
So as not to delay the flowering period of the Spring Festival.
So as not to delay the blooming of buds and green leaves.
Let the true colors of spring be restored to the hair tips.
Take root in loess and grow with a plant.
And loess, when I get close to loess.
Because it is more precious than gold.
Believe it. Loess is loess.
Nothing grows in gold.
Can't wake up spring.
That kind of gold is too monotonous and cold.
Mature or degenerate?
Autumn is boring.
The cycle of everything is more overlapping.
Will eventually return to loess.
It will start in spring.
spring
In the dead of winter
The spring sunshine penetrated the cold.
It's March 1st in Fang Fei.
The spring breeze is blowing gently, and the drizzle is slightly wet.
On the top of the mountain, among the mountains.
A peach blossom and pear blossom.
It's all clustered.
Pink and white are intertwined.
Xia Guang and white complement each other.
Green grass is like a blanket in the field.
Wild flowers are everywhere.
The whole earth presents
Pieces of spring scenery are towering.
Peach blossoms are also very cheerful.
Scholars have no chance.
Stop outside the spring.
Beautiful spring scenery is everywhere here.
Even poets feel that words are poor.
Although I have all kinds of feelings, I can't
Walk between the lines
Looking back, I saw the grass growing.
Spring breeze chases sunshine.
Embroidered green the whole world.
Peach blossoms never snicker at rosy clouds.
The clear water reflects the beauty of this mountain.
In the mountain stream, the water is bright and blue.
The shadow of the butterfly dances among the flowers.
The whole earth presents a faction.
Bright spring.
whitney houston
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Dating on the hillside in the suburbs in spring
Bees gather honey in flower buds.
The stream flows among the flowers.
The spring breeze is continuous-
A white pear tree
The sun melted in spring-
Red peach blossom
In the field
Wild rape flowers are in full bloom.
One by one, one by one.
Hold your head high in the spring breeze.
When Yingying waved,
It will show its charm.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Accompanied by dazzling sunshine
The spring breeze is continuous-
Wenxingxi river
Dye green mountains and rivers
In the sky
Beautiful clouds.
Little by little.
Sow hope in the spring breeze
When the seeds germinate
It will become colorful.
In spring, I will wait for you to come back.
Humming a soft and carefree tune
The spring breeze is continuous-
The grass is high and the nightingale is in the air.
The wind is blowing flowers.
And the corners of your mouth
Open a shallow smile
When my heart is attached
There are layers of ripples
Shallow through the heart
Embrace a piece of spring in my heart.
Write a letter to spring
The last snow
Look out the window at the top of the tree.
Fog on the branches
Quietly dripping in the beautiful scenery of spring
Arch out the tender buds of frozen soil
Tap on the earth's door
Strong vitality
Calling for beautiful mountains and rivers with flowers and butterflies flying.
Aromatic moist soil
Take off your heavy winter coat.
Welcome every explorer to come.
A warm breeze
Like a clever swallow
With the message of spring.
Fly over mountains and rivers, Yuan Ye, skyscrapers and island villages.
Delicate and bright sunshine
Disperse the world
Like a warm hand
Gently touch every inch of the earth's skin.
Girls in spring gather in the distance.
Take a leisurely stroll by the river.
Fresh and soft air
Wrapped in the fragrance that moistens the soil
The warmth of the sun and the coolness of the breeze.
Free to plunge into the spring world.
Run to the hometown of spring.
sound of rain
Like a lyre.
Under the touch of the spring breeze
Ding Ding Dong Dong, elegant and floating.
The shadow of the tree, the forest of dreams.
Full of the fragrance of flower season
The freshness of rain is the sunshine of the soul.
Lead me into a colorful mystery
The giant hand of spring
Magic brush
Draw some colorful colors at will.
Set up a gorgeous gallery for the three mountains and five mountains
oh
Green in the north and green in the south.
Fields and mountains are dyed red in spring.
Sacred temple
The string of a river
Set aside smooth movements
The drums of the mountains
Play a cheerful symphony
Swallows whisper brightly.
Magpie announced the overture.
Let the long-lost mood fly
Wave goodbye to the winter last night.
Put wings on the hibernating heart
Dating with spring
Rub your sleepy eyes.
Tap on the door
Close to warm current
With the fragrance of my heart.
open one's heart (to)
Jump in the warm sunshine
Set foot on a high hillside
Cross the gurgling stream
Lift one leg and tie a red ribbon.
Staring at the spore, it contains sweet foam.
Purple dreams, talkative eyes
Spiritual crossing
Indulge in this fragrant air!
Spring is coming
Rape flower. One piece after another is golden.
Peach blossoms are more and more delicate and charming.
The wind in my hometown is chattering again
On the way home, I went back and forth, bee.
Love songs all the way
Crazy, accompany me to the village entrance.
Knock on the antique old house
Rosewood door. My little white dog changed its normal state.
My teeth are clenched and I'm in a mess
The mother recognized her son's voice and forced a smile.
The crutches in your hand are flying in the air.
"This little white dog has peach blossom crazy again ..."
Mother was talking and laughing.
Call me a warm nickname.
As if I were the real spring.
The footsteps of spring
The footsteps of spring
gently
Walking gently towards you
Like a breeze in my heart.
In the pan
A year's wish
The footsteps of spring
It was the river that took off its frozen coat.
I want to wake up.
Fish sleeping at the bottom of the river
Afraid again
The proverbs of spring thunder.
Humidity and breathing
sunlight
The footsteps of spring
This is the color that the field yearns for after snow.
Dandelion, morning glory and green bristlegrass have not yet blossomed.
Chunfeng wants a banquet.
Tinkling green and fluttering purple
Afraid again
Offended the sleeping soil.
That little tenderness.
light yellow
The footsteps of spring
It is a wisp of smoke hanging in the mind of vagrants.
Mother has pasted bright red Spring Festival couplets on the door of the old house.
Boil the wanderer's heart to boiling heat.
Wipe a face of sunset
Afraid again
Carrying warm days
look around
The sound of spring
Winter is not far away.
blowing snow
be in utter confusion
Haze is still shrouded in darkness.
However, you finally came.
Listen, in the distance, your footsteps have already sounded.
Smell, the fresh breath of your life, fluttering.
Your dreams shine on the new buds on the branches.
Snow melts into rain and fog dissipates and condenses.
For you, for your arrival, sprinkle welcome holy water.
You, the spirit of spring
As far as the spring flowers are not in full bloom.
Golden feathers dance like a breeze in the sun.
You are innocent.
Full of tenderness of water and clean snow.
A hint of coolness and warmth of sunshine is blowing.
You spin and float among the branches.
Weave the prospect of spring for the forest
Fly along your dream, and it will grow.
Brilliant images of green leaves, buds and spring flowers
The ice floes are melting and the river is gurgling.
What Ling Bo did was you and your singing skills.
The residual snow is crystal clear, reflecting your fairy shadow.
In the vast mountains, warmth rises.
All the birds sing and break through the cold.
The sonorous passion echoed and the sound of spring rippled.
Wave after wave of birds, whispering softly.
The tranquility and softness of early spring call for the dream of spring.
In just a few days, winter is cold and spring is warm.
The sun is shining and the blue sky becomes bluer.
Those buds and buds that germinate in winter spread out.
Listen, listen, spring is coming.
Those flower spirits and grass spirits.
We have set out from the virtual temple in the forest.
Run to the annual fairy-like event.
Colorful Spring Celebrations of Life
Spring is coming
Author: laughing crazy
Spring is coming
Miss Feng is holding a comb.
gently
Comb Sister Liu Shu's hair.
Spring is coming.
Grass woke up from Dong's mother's arms.
stretching
A delicate body
Spring is coming
Flowers are scrambling to open.
smile
Bloom a beautiful and charming smile
Spring is coming
Swallows fly back to their homes from other places.
busy
Pick up mud and grass to build a home
Spring is coming.
People take off heavy cotton-padded clothes.
happily
Swimming in the charming scenery of spring
spring
The wind is winding outside the window.
Cold condensation
Silence is the only picture in the frozen world.
Snow, one piece at a time, one piece at a time.
Fly away from my door
Gorgeous as fireworks
Gently push away the time like leaves.
You can see the strict lines.
Autumn has drifted away on the road.
There are only faint clouds left on the high blue screen.
And the loneliness that the wind can't blow away.
Guard a few plum trees
Plant the lonely mood of the four seasons
A snowy day
Flowers bloom in May.
Flowers as red as fire and as thick as blood
How warm and high-spirited the life above is.
Is spring coming?
Spring is coming
Every time I talk to it,
Always tell me that.
Larks have been singing in the mountains.
The groundhog is exploring underground.
Ants, crickets, butterflies ...
They will push open the door of winter together.
Welcome the bright and fragrant spring with blooming flowers.
Those dormant lives
Those lives that exist quietly in darkness, cold, loneliness and pain.
They never lack light and are never afraid of the cold.
Never give up hope and never miss every spring.
No matter how much warmth and nostalgia the past has taken away.
How much pain and sorrow left behind
Please join this plum tree.
Bravely embark on the journey of spring.
Leave a beautiful and firm back for the world?
Chuntianhang
Huge earth wind
Blowing through the green fields
That is the footsteps of spring, light.
Swallows fly from the south.
Fall under the eaves of northerners
In that warm nest, there is a constant chatter.
Flowers, wild flowers are in full bloom.
The willow is spreading its branches and leaves.
Little by little, the bud is in place.
That's a spring pen.
Describe this beautiful world
Look, sparrows are flying around.
Singing cheerful songs in the sky
Write a letter to spring
Spring has come and flowers are in full bloom.
No one deliberately arranged it.
When the season comes
Peach, apricot, pear and plum blossom
Don't fight or rob
Flowering in turn
Red shyness
Delicate powder
dark green
White and elegant
From Jiangnan water town
Go to zhongzhou plain
From the western border
To the Liaodong coast
Waltz of the sound of spring
On the land of China.
Passion is staged again.
I married myself in the spring.
Business is too busy in spring.
hurried
I wish I had wings.
You can't stay.
She wants to stop.
"Love beauty"
Every river
Every mountain
Every inch of land
make oneself up as
Flowers are her magic weapon to add color.
Spring breeze is her wishful lover.
Grass palette
Green leaves are groomsmen and bridesmaids.
Finally married myself.
Take heaven as the wedding room.
Dadidang wedding bed
Hurry into the bridal chamber.
You see
Countless new lives
Has been bred and grown in the spring rain
done
From summer to autumn
Harvest children and grandchildren.
Thinking after the Spring Rain
It's the wind.
Your new dress.
Or restless hands on a rainy night
Touch your blushing lips.
Petals on the ground after the storm
Tearful eyes
Be a novice
It is necessary to accept the ruthless whipping of reality.
Although every flower has it.
When it withers
After all, the survival of the fittest
natural law
Fairness is unique.
Flowers bloom for results.
You are raining in Mao Mao under the spring breeze.
Can't even stand a quiz.
Really let you grow fruit
It can be smooth sailing.
Is it mature?
Spring came a little late this year.
According to the situation in previous years
You are sure to be a little late.
But I don't blame you.
Because I know
to date
You've been fighting.
The cold army in winter
The first line of the saw
A good meal is not afraid of being late
Do not believe, go and have a look.
Huangyakou and Gaizhou Dongshan
azalea
More open than any other year.
They are all bright red.
I hear the sound of spring.
Bare Yang Shulin outside the back window.
Stop trembling
I know
The days when spring blooms.
Has quietly arrived.
expect the unexpected
Sharp blade of grass
It's easy to squeeze the belly of the earth.
Pink twigs used to be smooth.
This is also out of thin air.
thickly dotted
The coming spring.
Thick cotton-padded clothes are pressed back to the bottom of the box.
Colorful colors
From behind the scenes
Make-up on the stage-start a political adventure
smart
Waltz of the sound of spring
Sing high-profile again
Peach blossoms are in full bloom.
In A Niu's song.
Peach blossoms can bloom at any time.
I also know that/I know that too.
Real peach blossoms only bloom in spring.
In order to blossom
A Niu is too emotional.
Or is the peach blossom unpunctual?
You can't just talk without practice.
If you are too casual, you will be looked down upon.
The trees are full of flowers.
No one can say for sure.
Which flower blooms for the true feelings?
Who can grow peaches?
Finally plump and mature.
I sow spring in a small vegetable garden.
When spring comes one after another
Take off my coat.
When there is only one shirt left.
I put the Spring Festival
Schizonepeta seeds brought back from home
Broadcast softly to the back of your house.
Small vegetable garden
Cultivate the soil carefully and water it carefully.
I want to be on the black land
Grow a central plains style that is not found in the northeast.
In the heat wave from summer to autumn
Slowly taste
A hint of coolness
Just like I write with a pen
Life in a foreign land
I also hope to be in the small vegetable garden.
You can grow up with the taste of your hometown
Qieyi poetry line
spring rain
A rain last night.
Unexpected visit
come uninvited
Overall deployment in spring
Be completely disrupted
Speed up the process
Look at this year's play.
How to change
Mabel at the Wheel
Give it to spring.
If I love you,
Never liked flying catkins,
Use your east wind to flatter yourself;
If I love you,
Never learn enchanting peach blossoms.
Pretend to be shy;
Not just spring thunder,
The rumble constantly awakens people;
Not just like Chun Yan,
Increase your agility and set off your freshness;
Even the blue spring water,
Even the soft spring breeze,
Don't! These are not enough!
I have to be a person,
People who love, hate, cry and laugh,
Being with you.
Eyes can see you,
Arms can hug you.
Even if time is tight,
We are appreciating each other.
Even in this world,
No one cheered for us.
You have thousands of tender feelings,
Like a dream,
I have my flesh and blood,
As warm as a flame,
Running like a river.
We looked at each other and hugged each other.
We thought of each other and said take care,
Maybe we don't have much time,
In a short time, it became an unforgettable scenery.
One day, really,
Every moment.
Better than countless lonely years.
The nearest distance in the world,
Not close at hand, but
We are in each other's hearts.
You left, like a blink of an eye.
I waited quietly.
The next reincarnation
whitney houston
Every year, the pace of spring is so slow,
Waiting for me anxiously,
When she came quietly,
Dye the landscape green,
Colorful earth,
But left in a hurry. ......
I have shattered my memory.
Dull rain in summer.
I have turned my thoughts into clouds.
Facing the snowy north wind in winter.
I completely emptied myself.
Let the soul walk lightly like a butterfly.
Sometimes, I forget
Forget that I once loved you deeply.
Because the years can't bear the heavy sadness.
Because the moonlight firmly tied the warmth.
When the wind chimes blow the first spring flute
When the ground is paved with colored brushes
The long hair tips warmed my face again.
Tears have already washed away the solid heart.
So I'm still waiting for you.
In the stream where pear blossoms blow snow
You gently roll up the pink bun.
Long-sleeved and good at dancing, delicate and charming
Indulge in the sunset glow of plum blossoms
This time, you still don't understand my persistence.
And quietly let go of my reluctant hand.
Then, hug me tightly.
Let me get lost in a hazy dream again.
Because of me, I waited for you for so long.
Spring stroll
It is better to listen to the wind and rain than to listen to the spring.
A trickle, or slowly, suppresses the soft sound of warm light.
Willows are long and short, goose yellow competes for green, and Anthurium splashes water.
Spring is naughty and crispy.
Scratching, a chase, a song you fight for.
The story of twittering between the eyebrows flies from one branch to another and spreads from one ridge to another.
The brush is busy and the paint is trembling.
Occasionally quiet, that is, the moonlight holds feelings and outlines mountains and rivers.
One after another, the driving cars are whistling; Cluster after cluster, the green is swaying.
Time to go, from south to north, from static to dynamic.
Peach blossoms opened, pear blossoms smiled, and apricot blossoms could not bear loneliness and opened their mouths.
There are more azaleas, and a large area has been opened, with mountains and slopes full of people.
The world of mortals is noisy. It was the spring waves that beat yesterday.
Don't be lazy, don't back down, and move on.
A kind of exuberance, a kind of strength.
A walk between you and me, a lush heart and dream, racing.
By spring
Living in this world
I have you with me.
You are a girl.
It's my sister
Over the years.
You always arrive on time.
Warm eyes
Cultivate our love.
Green frankincense
Increase our hopes
White clouds drift by.
Blue is at the top.
Look at the story of spring
You and me in the story
It smells good all the way.
You will always be a girl.
It's my sister
So thousands of reasons
Let me be willing
Living in this world
Welcome spring
I'm a magician,
Performing magic is my praise for spring.
Let embroidery needles spread all over the corner,
Throw layers of gauze into the wilderness.
I am a little painter,
Decorative colors are my worship of spring.
Watering clusters of flowers with colorful colors,
Decorate the mountain peaks with green.
I'm a musician,
Playing symphony is my love for spring.
Add a drop of rain to the music,
Please let the birds sing passionately.
Let's welcome spring,
Playing is our little wish,
May youth make public,
I hope to dream of flying in the future. ...