Blessings of spring:
From tomorrow on, I want to be a happy person;
Happy, happy, travel all over the country on the map.
From tomorrow on, I care about you and me.
I want to have a house, facing the sea and blooming in spring.
From tomorrow on, write to everyone I love.
Tell them my happiness,
Everything happy lightning told me.
I will distribute it to each of them.
Give every river and mountain a warm name.
Stranger, I will also wish you happiness.
I wish you a bright future!
May you lovers get married!
May you be happy on earth.
You got what you wanted.
May you be happy forever.
I just want to face the sea, spring is blooming and spring is coming.
Best wishes for spring. ...
Expectation; Hope/expectation
Spring is coming
The Spring to Come ...
Look at those colorful flowers.
Put lovely grass, trees, birds, animals, insects and fish.
Everyone wakes up from the cold winter.
Bring the earth back to life
Those wild flowers are like little stars.
Blink, blink.
Rape blossoms in Huang Cancan.
Like a pile of gold
Send out thousands of golden lights
Swallows fly back from the south.
Wheat seedlings are like a soft green carpet.
Stretch the green leaves.
Shake your hand in the breeze to greet people.
Peach blossoms are in full bloom.
Like a beautiful rosy cloud.
Give off a fragrance.
Teasing bees to collect honey.
Grass uses its own body
Weave it into a big green carpet
Willow is swaying by the river.
Branches like braids
It seems to say: spring is really beautiful!
May the mountains be green.
May these delicate little flowers
Add inner joy to you.
Let your frozen feeling wake up here
A season of poetry, song and painting.
Let troubles sink into unknown corners.
Let the charming scenery bring you the tenderness of love.
Let the warm sunshine of spring indulge in your brow.
Make your heart younger.
Make your life brighter.
Spring has really come.
Peach blossoms are also really red.
Let my invisible blessing
Note into this blurred flower fragrance.
Inject this warm spring breeze
In this season of blooming flowers.
Don't always be in a daze
Make yourself beautiful quickly.
Wish on the blue sky.
Let the beautiful friendship float into your heart.
Make the world more lovely because of you.
Let my blessing be like a wisp of fragrance
Take you into the world of flowers
Let my thoughts be with you forever.
May you be happy every day and every year.
Hope for sowing
Let love sway on the boundless earth.
Let nostalgia sway in the sun.
Let the harvest flow slowly in your palm.
Let sincere wishes
Let the tenderness of the cloud
Let the will of the mountain
Create a perfect life for you
Spring is the season when souls fly, and spring is the season when songs fly. In the spring of March, let's walk into spring with the singer's clear and pure singing, and feel the green, misty rain, flying and budding of spring.
Spring has come, the distant mountains are warm and harmonious, the hands of spring breeze brush the willows on the river bank, spring poems begin to sprout in my heart, and spring songs float in the mountains and rivers.
Spring has come, green is sprouting, green hope is lit, green life is resurrected, and the message of beautiful spring is flowing in a cold river.
On the water bank, a group of purple swallows are flying, looking at the south of the Yangtze River. In the water of Mae, an early-blooming apricot flower hangs obliquely.
In the water waves, the spring rain in March is sparkling, and on the water side, falling poems light up the eyes of the season.
There is a sound, like the spring breeze, blowing through the clear water and blue sky, blowing through qingqing grasslands, and passing through the hazy gauze, driving away the damp feeling.
There is a sound, like a clear spring. Wash the soul, nourish the tired soul in the world, like a mountain stream, clear and transparent.
Listen to the heart spring, let the thoughts go deep and pure, listen to the heart spring, and make life richer and more vivid.
Listen to the spring of heart, stop Lawton's footsteps, listen to the spring of heart, and let the tired mind relax completely.
The song strung a little warmth, accumulated into the most dignified touch in my heart, turned into the deepest desire in my heart, and a warmth filled the windward cabin.
Laughter scattered in the small starry sky, in such a night full of listening dreams, listening to the quiet night heart, a moving melody whirled in the rainy night sky.
In spring, when the trees suddenly spread their leaves, I greet you with a smile. In a warm hut full of flowers, you convey your affection with songs. Facing the green wind in spring, open your dreamy feelings and listen to the drizzle flowing from your beautiful heart together.
In your countless mornings, please let me light a heart lamp for you. When the lights dance, my song smiles with you. There are countless strings on your string, please let me add one. When the strings are plucked, your night sky will fly with my wonderful voice.
Fireworks in March, let's go to Yangzhou to see the weeping willows of Slender West Lake. Fireworks in March, we went to Yangzhou to see the bright moon on the 24 th Bridge, and there was a trickle of spring water under the bridge.
There is a stream in everyone's heart that washes your soul and nourishes your life. Perhaps the triviality and complexity of life will bury its wonderful voice and blur its clarity and transparency, but it will still flow forward with the cheerful beat.
The road of life is always bumpy. May the spring flow away all setbacks and unhappiness. May we become a girl without sadness, forget all the sadness and troubles, and grow from weak to strong in the tempering of years.
There are endless troubles in the world. May a beautiful and worry-free China girl make you forget all your troubles. People can't feel the joy of success without experiencing setbacks in their lives, and they can't feel the beauty of clear skies without experiencing wind and rain.
Everything will become clear after the rain clears. Looking back, some vague stories cannot be repeated, and the lost footsteps will not be revived. After the baptism of wind and rain, we can say with a clear conscience: we belong to the future, and I will take the later road seriously.
It's grass. We should surround ourselves and dye the world green. This is a drop of water, and we will get together and make it vast. We are friends, writing our meeting into solemn and deep poems and painting our friendship into a magnificent picture.
It's gravel. We should hug and gather into a tower of heaven. It's fluorescent fire We should make Qixin burn into a blazing flame. We are bosom friends, playing the notes we met as warm and lingering, and interweaving deep feelings into brilliant poems.
When you are happy, his songs turn into thousands of glasses of wine. When you recall the past, his songs turn into thousands of tears. When you advance in difficulties, his song is the horn. When you sigh in confusion, his song is lightning, torch and morning star. This is a true friend!
At dusk, we meet to listen to the rain in the breeze and read a song for you. Your listening will inject green confidence and warm love into my life. Let's stand at dusk, watch the sunset glow and enjoy the different feeling of dusk.
Looking forward to your day, there is always a moon waiting for me. Looking forward to your day, I will guard my life for Wang Yang. How much love is sad every night when the moon is hanging. How I wish I could pour out my heart to your moon every time I miss you.
The night is quiet, and nature is silent. Let me look at the moon quietly and really look at myself. In the depths of life, can you hear a leisurely poem I made for you? The moon is hidden and the stars are visible, and the night is dark and the wind is light. Do you also look at the moon, spread your missing wings and feel my tenderness in the depths of your soul?
A person without tears, his eyes are dry, a person without dreams, his night is dark, a person without a past, his life is empty, and a person without love, his blood is always cold. Looking back on the past years, who is playing the straight answer?
People live in this world, there are always troubles knocking on your heart window, and there are always potholes stopping on the road you must pass, but we will not sigh when the troubles come, nor will we stop because of the wind and rain on the road. On the way to the future, we will go forward rain or shine.
Under the starry sky, listening to the voice of the night, telling you a feeling of snacks, waiting for your voice to cross my sky under the starry sky, covering every day with flowers.
In the silent moment, I tell you my deep friendship with singing. At the moment when our hearts meet, there is a different kind of joy across our eyes.
Greet you with songs, wait for you with songs, and gently ask you: how many do you like?
Life, there will be so many people worth waiting for. In life, there will be so many times that we will never forget them. There is a kind of love that will never be erased from the depths of memory. There is a kind of love that stays in the most beautiful fragments forever. Regardless of the obstacles of time and space, I love you as always.
Love is the most beautiful emotion in life. Love is an emotion expected in the world. I really gave my love. Do you feel it? I really gave my love. Does this love make you feel warm?
Your song is a deep sea, surging with distant waves, waves, shells on the beach, sea breeze ... standing in the wind, encouraging sails carrying distant dreams to the distance.
Your singing is a clear sky, illuminating a sunny area, singing birds and flowers, flute and butterfly dancing ... Listen to it, and the morning dew nourishes the green hope.
In the wandering song, Chunjiang March hand in hand into the south of the Yangtze River, Wu Peng boat, green slate, apricot blossom rain, spring water flowing is the singer's affectionate river.
In the drifting song, I am waiting for a crescent moon in my heart & gt,<& lt You are along the way >> Release all the watchmen and wait for> the rainbow.
Spring blossoms, everything recovers, and another vibrant season has arrived.
The study lasted for half a year, 25 times and 50 hours. We are working together to "the vast and rich land of Chinese culture ..."
Look! The seeds we planted have sprouted ... I am very happy to see these vibrant seedlings! I am very excited! I look forward to tomorrow! I look forward to the future. ...
In the Days Without Me, I hope you will take good care of the seeds we sow together, water them frequently, fertilize them frequently and weed them frequently. ...
Looking forward to the future, five towering trees with lush foliage emerge in front of us!
I believe that tomorrow, I firmly believe that in the future, this big tree will definitely build a bridge of Sino-Japanese friendship! Benefit future generations and benefit mankind.
Sincerely bless you! In this beautiful spring, I want to send my best wishes to you: my students and my classmates!
Xia Guang will sing cuckoo songs through the long skirt of the north wind, and a pony will run in the spring sunshine. How do groups of green flowers hide and play in the wicker where birds play? The God of the New Year will describe you like a dream!
The song of Changfeng brings the news of the wedding in the distance, like slender branches sprouting in the grass on Yanshan Mountain. The invitation of the small village allows us to share distant happiness and happiness. I seem to smell the fragrance of winter jasmine on the bride's head.
Willow branches are stretched lazily at will, and the smell of grass buds is everywhere. You sit leisurely on the water in the sound of frogs, welcoming the warmth before and after a rain in your dream.
Xia Guang is the huge wings of butterflies, and it is the hometown where Changhong weaves songs. At this time, I finally owned the mountain, finally owned me, and the market at the foot of the mountain was as open as the wild flowers at the edge of the village.
March's left foot has not yet stood firm on the kite, and a small fish is dodging in a graceful sponge. The crisp stream originated in the palm of your hand, and which leaf fell. Who saw the surging sea reflecting the blue sky after winning the bet?
I heard waves of voices coming from my mobile phone, as if I saw your approaching figure and charming smile. Although it was warm and cold at first, you were far away, but I clearly felt the warmth and gentle breath of spring night blowing through empty ears.
Some wild vegetables first stick their heads out of their wet hearts and wait for rain or sunshine in the south wind of lonely dawn. In the unintentional trampling, I will feel extremely happy and quietly give the next drop of dew to the flowers.
The silence of the branches of apricot trees is longer than the parting in autumn, and the sand is full of rejection. You still have to turn around and leave before the sun goes down, and the sparkling waves inadvertently reveal all the secrets in your heart.
Birds in the corner occasionally attract the attention of passers-by, who can't see the transparent flowers blooming on the branches. The trees were still bare and the shadows were full of shadows, so I hid under an umbrella and dragged the crumbs home desperately.