The wind is like ants carrying food, like birds flying freely in the air, like flowers fighting for beauty and defending their lives to the death, like tornadoes eroding our homes.
Autumn wind is another master of color matching. She came to the field and handed the red to sorghum, who waved to her happily.
Spring breeze is my kind mother's hand, touching my face gently.
When the autumn wind blows, the leaves on the tree dance and fall in succession.
Spring breeze is a beautiful and lively fairy. She drove the auspicious clouds down to earth, making the barren land lively at once.
Autumn wind turns leaves yellow, fruits mature, blows away the heat and brings cool autumn.
Spring is like a newborn doll. It is new from head to toe, and it is growing.
The wind in winter is like a doll, sometimes angry and sometimes naughty, which left a deep impression on us.
Chunfeng is a cleaner, sweeping dust with a magic broom and decorating the city beautifully!
How gentle the autumn wind is! It is like a mother's warm hand, gently stroking us. It brings the laughter of rustling leaves and the fragrance of * *.
Autumn wind is the messenger of autumn girl. With coolness and beauty, she quietly brings autumn with light steps!
Autumn wind is like a naughty doll, shaking the thin branches of a small locust tree.
Spring is like a naughty doll, dragging the green leaves, kissing the stamens and calling Lala to run across the vast Yuan Ye.
The wind blows to the field and smells the refreshing fragrance of camellia in the field; The wind blew into the valley and saw the gentle dance of the stream in the valley; The wind blows to the sea, and I hear the waves of the sea laughing happily.
Feng Chun is an expert in flower arrangement. She came to this world quietly and spread beautiful flowers all over the world.
I am a gust of wind, a refreshing wind, a refreshing wind, a happy and sad wind, a wind that is no longer lonely.
The mood of the Qiu Feng brothers is always unpredictable.
The warm spring breeze is like a mother's hand, gently stroking the little girl's face.
Spring breeze, like a naughty child, makes my shawl long hair "she brushes strings, twists slowly, sweeps and plucks", and it is not only wisps of moss that fly, but also my happy mood that flows like music.
Spring breeze, like a clever girl, dyed willow branches, peach branches, apricot branches and clusters of winter jasmine with her dexterous hands.
Autumn wind is coming, and the leaves are dancing in the forest like dancing elves.
The spring breeze is for the conductor, commanding the tinkling of mountain streams and the cheerful singing of birds.
Spring has come, and the spring breeze tickles the armpits of flowers and makes them laugh.
The warm spring breeze gently stroked my face.
Autumn wind blows up yellow leaves, drops petals, cools streams, and awakens the seeds of wheat ears.
Xia Feng, he is enthusiastic, like an enthusiastic young man. All the winds he blows are hot. His enthusiasm made the grass bend down, and the flowers closed their mouths and fell asleep quietly. The tree will only shake slowly when he passes by.
Qiu Fengyi is an elegant girl, gentle and long.
The winter wind blows on the face like a knife.
The wind stopped making noise and the waves stopped laughing.
The rustling autumn wind, like a huge broom, swept away all the green leaves of the tree.
Spring breeze, like the teacher's approval, makes me relaxed and happy.
The wind blows across the earth, giving people fresh air; It brings hope to the growth of trees and electricity to windmills.
Cabbage is green, the wind is blowing and swaying, as if dancing in a group dance.
Feng Chun is a makeup artist. She makes the earth more beautiful and charming.
I am a gust of wind, a refreshing wind, a refreshing wind, a happy and sad wind, a wind that is no longer lonely.
The spring breeze brushed my face with her gentle little hands.
Spring breeze is a love letter sent by spring to the earth, which contains warm sun and green willows; Spring breeze is a skirt woven for children in spring, which exudes the fragrance of flowers and grass; "Spring Breeze" is a song sung to farmers in spring, accompanied by the gurgling sound of streams and the sound of branches sprouting.
Autumn wind, you bring charming autumn colors; Brought a bumper harvest of fruit; Brought all the red things.
The wind in summer has a bad temper. Come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want.
The wind blows across the earth, giving people fresh air; It brings hope to the growth of trees and electricity to windmills.
Winter is coming, and the wind is roaring in the valley like a beast!
Autumn wind is like a flexible comb, combing the fields in order.
The wind girl came with light steps.
The biting wind danced hysterically on me, just like the hands of countless women with long nails.
The spring breeze gently brushed my cheek, hissing like my mother's intimacy; The spring breeze glides slowly through your hands, and the mumbling screams are like grandma's touch; The spring breeze fills the whole body quietly, and the faint whisper is like a father's care.
Autumn wind, blowing ripe fruit; Autumn wind, blowing off leaves; The autumn wind blew away the frolicking white clouds; The autumn wind once again awakened the busy farmers. Autumn wind, you touched my heart!
The rustling autumn wind gently and quietly took Rouliu's arm and danced with Jin Lingzi's song and the cricket's cry in the grass. Cordate telosma and Milan quietly open, emitting a cool fragrance.
The wind blows to the field and smells the refreshing fragrance of camellia in the field; The wind blew into the valley and saw the gentle dance of the stream in the valley; The wind blows to the sea, and I hear the waves of the sea laughing happily.
The wind gently brushed our faces and wiped the sweat off our faces.
The winter wind lashes people's skin like a whip, freezing the time and place.
The girl in the spring breeze is coming with light steps.
Spring breeze is a gentle girl, always stroking the face of pedestrians gently.
The winter wind runs around like a runaway wild horse. It blows on people, cold, like a knife.
Autumn wind blows away the heat of summer, the coolness of autumn and the harvest season of fruit.
Spring breeze, you are like a gentle fur, silently driving the chilly spring cold.
The winter wind is a madman, howling all day.
Grandpa Dong roared and covered everything with a white velvet coat, printed beautiful ice flowers on the window and watched the children play happily in the snow. He smiled with relief.
The warm spring breeze is like a loving mother's hands, taking off thick warm clothes for people.
The summer wind, like my mother's kind hands, contains warmth and removes all anxiety in the world.
The wind is cold. Bare trees, like bald old people, can't stand the northwest wind and sway in the cold wind.
Spring breeze is a gentle girl, always stroking the face of pedestrians gently.
Optimists say that the wind is the companion of sails, which can take you to the other side of victory. Pessimists say that the wind is the bane of the ship and will make you fall into the trough of failure.
The cool summer breeze gently caresses our faces like a mother's hand.
The wind plays around the world carefully.
Spring breeze is a gentle girl, always stroking the face of pedestrians gently.
The autumn wind is yellow, drifting across the green leaves; Autumn wind is the harvest and joy of blowing through wheat fields; Autumn wind is a blue and cool girl, neither cold nor hot.
The wind blew away the heat of summer; The wind blows and blows away impetuousness; The wind is blowing and brings coolness.
Autumn wind is like a generous painter, painting fruits and crops with colorful colors.
The howling winter wind roared like a tiger, and every household closed the window. The winter wind blew all day and the birds hid.
The autumn wind on the grassland exudes charming fragrance; The autumn wind on the grassland contains profound philosophy; The autumn wind on the grassland plays different notes. The autumn wind on the grassland is full of lofty sentiments.
The wind is like ants carrying food, like birds flying freely in the air, like flowers fighting for beauty and defending their lives to the death, like tornadoes eroding our homes.
The gentle spring breeze came like a fairy.
The rustling autumn wind is like a hook, which evokes people's infinite sadness and yearning.
Spring breeze, you are like a mother's hand, gently stroking the children's faces.
Autumn wind, like a sharp sickle, scraped from the willow tree tip, and the half-green and half-yellow leaves brushed off.
Feng Chun is a magician. He turns the earth into a fresh and beautiful picture.
The wind girl came with light steps.
Spring breeze, you wake up the sleeping earth, just like a song sung by a big girl.
The autumn wind playfully blows her long hair.
Spring breeze is a huge broom, sweeping the snow on the earth.
Spring has gone with the fallen flowers, and summer is covered with green leaves and jumping in the warm wind.
The wind is like ants carrying food, like birds flying freely in the air, like tornadoes eroding our homes.
Autumn wind blows, persimmons turn red, a gust of wind blows, and rice bends with laughter.
Spring breeze is a love letter sent by spring to the earth, which contains warm sun and green willows; Spring breeze is a skirt woven for children in spring, which exudes the fragrance of flowers and grass; "Spring Breeze" is a song sung to farmers in spring, accompanied by the gurgling sound of streams and the sound of branches sprouting.
Xia Feng stroked my cheek like a mother.
Autumn wind is telling its sad love story, which makes Ye Er's heart cold and hurts the feelings of flowers.
The wind in summer is very clear and cool, which is what everyone expects every day. The autumn wind blows, and she brings a bumper harvest and charming osmanthus fragrance. The wind is very cold in winter. The cold winter wind covered the earth with a white coat!
Spring is like a naughty child, driving winter away at once and blowing warm wind at once.
The wind dances with people happily.
The wind in Qiu Lai caresses you gently, soft and gentle. The wind in Qiu Lai, quietly visiting you, is a little reluctant, but still so nostalgic.
The wind is like a graceful girl, with light steps.
Autumn smile brings me joy; Autumn wind ripples, bringing us joy; The autumn wind is bleak, revealing a little sadness.
The winter wind is a madman, howling all day.
When the spring breeze came, he waved to the earth first and then greeted the willow tree.
The wind, quietly blowing through the sky; The wind, slowly flowing through my heart; Wind, slowly caress my broken heart.
Spring breeze is an alarm clock, which awakens struggling families in their sleep.
Spring breeze, you wake up the sleeping earth, just like a song sung by a big girl.
The spring breeze is soft, like a girl's jade hand gently brushing your face; The spring breeze is warm, which makes you deeply feel the feeling of "blowing the willow wind without chilling"; The spring wind no longer "whines", but is often accompanied by the rustling of spring rain, which makes everything recover.
The cold winter wind suddenly squeezed in like a naughty child, rubbing his fingers in the gap.
The wind is like a silkworm chewing mulberry leaves, like a wild horse galloping across the plain, like a mountain spring whimpering, like a rough sea.
Winter is coming, and the wind stings my face like a needle.
Spring breeze is like a clever painter, depicting the earth with colorful colors.
Spring breeze is the golden rooster at dawn, which awakens the world in winter.
The autumn wind brushed the fields with her soft arms.
The wind in summer is also lazy. No matter what happens, it shyly hides under the leaves and refuses to come out. Miss Feng seems to be playing hide-and-seek with us.
Autumn wind, like a magic brush, painted the leaves with light red, light yellow, deep purple and green, and painted a colorful landscape painting.
The rustling autumn wind falls like meteorite ice, emitting gradually disappearing ice and falling into the world.
The wind is like a naughty child sitting on a big green willow tree, spreading white catkins one by one, and taking them to travel carefree in the clear sky.
When winter comes, the wind bites it like a knife.
Spring breeze, like a naughty child, awakens the sleeping earth and gets up and puts on green clothes; Spring breeze, like a long journey here, is full of fragrance and dotted with fresh air; Spring breeze is more like a charming beauty, adding a touch of beauty to herself with exquisite flowers.
The winter wind is like a child. He is kind, naughty and irritating.
Summer wind is a colorist. As soon as it is blown, lotus powder turns purple, grapes turn purple and watermelons turn green.
Autumn wind is a loving mother, blowing gently, like combing green hair with a comb.
When the autumn wind blows, persimmons are red, eggplant is purple, grapefruit is round, bananas are bent, and the mouth of the farmer's uncle is bent.
Spring breeze dances with people happily.
The winter wind is like a strong old lady. In her harsh voice, trees lost their clothes, streams lost their joy, the earth was covered with thick quilts, insects died in the ice and snow, and people were undergoing the test of cold.
In winter, the outdoor willow covered with frost and snow is covered with tree hangings, like silver bars hanging on trees, which is particularly spectacular.
The warm spring breeze is like a loving mother's hands, taking off thick warm clothes for people.
The warm spring breeze is like a loving mother's hands, taking off thick warm clothes for people.
The wind gently caressed my face and made me feel its body temperature.
When the spring breeze came, he waved to the earth first and then greeted the willow tree.
Autumn wind is like an open-minded state of mind, like an indifferent and comfortable leisure, like a leisurely and elegant daydream.
Spring breeze, like a naughty child, awakens the sleeping earth and gets up and puts on green clothes; Spring breeze, like a long journey here, is full of fragrance and dotted with fresh air; Spring breeze is more like a charming beauty, adding a touch of beauty to herself with exquisite flowers.
The wind is blowing gently and the sea sleeps in the cradle of the wind.
Autumn wind blows across the fields like a girl's whistle.
Spring breeze is a colored pen, which makes the whole world more colorful.
The autumn wind rustled, dyed the fields yellow and the maple leaves red, bringing a hint of coolness.
The wind in summer is the most naughty. It will lift your long hair or shake your skirt.
The wind gently brushed our faces and wiped the sweat off our faces.
The autumn wind blew gently over vilen, fearing that it would wake the sleeping people. The autumn wind gently brushed vilen, changing vilen into a golden robe.
Spring breeze warms the earth and beautiful butterflies dance with the wind.
The spring breeze is facing the bright sunshine and walking at a light pace. On the roadside and in Hotou, many grasses like embroidery needles were sown, which dyed the endless Yuan Ye green.
Spring breeze, like mother's touch, makes me feel very comfortable; Spring breeze, like the teacher's approval, makes me relaxed and happy; Spring breeze, like the love between classmates, makes me spend every day happily.
The old man in the north wind drummed his cheeks and blew hard.
Autumn wind is a loving mother, blowing gently, like combing green hair with a comb.
The winter wind rises like a wisp of smoke, patting the white window paper gently, swaying the branches gently and gently stroking people's cheeks.
As soon as autumn comes, the leaves turn into angels in yellow skirts flying down from the trees.
Spring breeze is a scattered flower fairy, decorating the earth like a garden.
Grandpa Feng blew off my hat.
Feng is an invisible musician. When spring comes, it becomes a warm spring breeze.
Spring breeze gently blows the earth, just like a mother's hand stroking her beloved child.
A gust of wind blew and the leaves danced gently in the wind.
Autumn is crisp, my face is brushed like the wind, and my sleeves wiped my lips, which is slightly cool; Autumn is faint, dancing leaves spin like lapels, shaking clothes and falling hands, slightly fragrant; Autumn is red, fluttering like maple leaves, and you can squint at it. When you are drunk, you will fall in autumn, and tea and tea are sought after.
The autumn wind blew and stopped the creaking of cicadas; The autumn wind blows, cooling the sultry air; When the autumn wind blows, it blows out the vicious summer sun; The autumn wind blows gently, and people have accumulated a summer's boredom, which is finally dispelled by this cool autumn wind, and everyone is particularly comfortable.
Autumn wind, like running water, washes your heart; Autumn wind, like a string of bamboo rhyme, stirs your heart sound; Autumn wind is like a sentimental poem, expressing your hope.
Spring has come, and the spring breeze tickles the armpits of flowers and makes them laugh.
The winter wind is like a pair of scissors, cutting my joys and sorrows unevenly.
When the wind is naughty in winter, the windows will be knocked open at night so that everyone can't sleep. Then he whistled and flew around.
Sister autumn wind blows quietly, aunt autumn rain falls gently, and autumn has come to us unconsciously.
The wind sang songs and awakened the sleeping earth.
The wind blew into the valley and saw the gentle dance of the stream in the valley; The wind blows to the field and smells the refreshing fragrance of camellia in the field; The wind blows to the sea, and I hear the waves of the sea laughing happily.
The northwest wind roared like a lion, mixed with dead branches and dust, which brought a snowy winter. This is the winter wind.
Spring breeze, like my mother's touch, makes me feel comfortable.
Spring breeze is like a cleaner, sweeping away dust with a magic broom and decorating the city beautifully.
The summer wind blows gently, through the hair and cheeks, as if dancing warmly against the sun.
Autumn wind is like a big fan, blowing all over the leaves of Rehmannia glutinosa.
The spring wind is very gentle, like a pair of tender hands, stroking your face gently and slowly across your face, mixed with the fragrance of peach blossoms and the smell of the sun, giving people a warm feeling and extremely comfortable.
Spring breeze is like the sun, shining into our hearts.
The wind in summer has a bad temper. Come whenever you want, and leave whenever you want.
The wind, quietly blowing through the sky; The wind, slowly flowing through my heart; Wind, slowly caress my broken heart.
The wind is like a dancer, dancing on the earth.
When the wind blows gently, the grass twists its body to one side and wins people's appreciation with its beautiful dance.
Feng Chun is a painter, waving a paintbrush heartily and dressing up every corner of the motherland.
Autumn, gently stroking flowers, gently humming lullabies, flowers fell asleep; Autumn went to pat the trees gently and sing a beautiful lullaby, and the trees were silent.
When the autumn wind blows, the leaves on the tree fall drowsily.
Autumn wind blows on the farmland, the beard of cotton turns white, the face of sorghum turns red, and rice has a new yellow makeup.
The wind is like an angel, slowly coming to your side and accompanying you.
The wind is floating, and it is the wing that soothes everything. It seems to have magic. The wind has no fixed appearance, and it will move forward if it is blown quickly or gently. It is charming and colorful, as if it had life. The wind blows fiercely, pulling up vegetation and never being afraid. It seems to have a goal. Everything listens to the wind and purifies the soul. It seems to spread the Heart Sutra ... From this perspective, the wind is a real hero!
Autumn wind is like a magic wand, harvesting rice fields; Autumn wind, like a smile, makes farmers smile; The autumn wind, like a giant, blows away the summer heat wave.
Feng Chun is a makeup artist, who helps to put on a hat every day to make the lifeless earth glow.
Spring has come, and the spring breeze has awakened people's feelings about spring. Spring breeze is the messenger of spring. She tells us that spring is coming.
The summer wind is blowing from the balcony, which is cool. It is warm, just like a mother's warm palm, which makes people feel relaxed and happy.
Spring breeze is the image of a naughty child, which suddenly disappears without a trace.
The wind is naughty, driving the idle clouds all over the sky for a while, changing her mask for a while, and rolling up the fallen leaves on the ground for them to dance in the rotation.
"Sand, sand, sand," who is playing a wonderful music? "DuDu, DuDu", who brings people the joy of harvest? Ah, autumn is here, the harvest season-autumn!
The wind dances with people happily.
The wind blew away the heat of summer; The wind blows and blows away impetuousness; The wind is blowing and brings coolness.
Spring breeze is a clever scissors, cutting out a new green landscape; Like a talented painter, he painted the earth with color.
Miss Qiu came with light steps.
Wind and menstruation drove away Xia Jie's fiery entanglement for me with a straight face.
Autumn rain is a key. It is cool and gentle, gently, gently, and opens the door of autumn when you are not paying attention.
Autumn wind is like a mother, stroking rice and blowing across the fields.
Spring breeze walks like a mother and works like a mother. Without her, the earth would not be alive.
Winter is coming, and the wind is as cold.
Feng Chun is a makeup artist. She makes the earth more beautiful and charming.