On this warm afternoon in early spring, I will start to hibernate, because I have lost the crystal snowflakes in the winter morning. I love the warmth of spring, but I can't lose my whiteness. On this warm afternoon in early spring, when I am eager to smell the breath of spring, I have sneezed repeatedly. My sense of smell is too sensitive. I love the warmth of spring, but I can't enjoy her fragrance. Spring has come, but I have begun to hibernate. I will wake up that morning last winter.
In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. I borrowed Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" from the Tang Dynasty as the petals I picked up in spring. Sleeping at night and in spring, with awe and gratitude for the world, the sun and the moon, the dream is sweet, the dream is fragrant, it is safe and auspicious, and I wake up easily in this spring morning.
The fourth sentence is dreaming when you wake up. I think this is also a complete possession of the joy of life. So, on New Year's Eve, in spring, it is better to send me a spring sleep. When I don't know the dawn, the birds will wake up. Chunfang is intoxicating several times, and the fragrance flies away. Looking forward to your drunken dream, the tree head warblers sing a few times!
I was easy to dream since I was a child, but the dream in spring is much more unusual. There are always many fantastic ideas in my sleep. There is no east, west, north and south in the dream. I am like a kite floating in the dream. Dreams are mostly meaningless-like strange circles. Fragments of scattered dreams can always haunt me when I wake up, but gradually disappear in trivial life.
The sixth sentence is chilly in spring, and peaches and plums bloom in front of the court. Yan language babbles, how can the flowers in the city be lifted after a stormy night? Wind and rain building, white robe waving sleeves, solo acacia flowers, flashy get their hands on. The strings are sad and the rhyme is trembling. Love is long in the dream, and sorrow is wrapped in smoke. With infatuation and innocence, spring and thunderstorm, March changes even more. Sketch the outline of love in the world of mortals, warm dreams, stumbling.
I had a long dream, dreaming of warm spring in bloom and countless happy mornings and nights. In the morning, the sun shines on the earth. I planted food and vegetables in my beloved land, smelled the fragrance of the soil, listened to the moans of the tide, and watched my cattle, sheep and horses mate and give birth. If the land is dry, warm wind will blow from the sky, and petals with rain and dew will blow through the sky. The land that gave birth to all things licked the wormwood liquid from the sea, plants grew new green on the land, animals chased in groups, and when the sun set, my lover and I hugged and kissed in the sunset until night covered the land, the lighthouse in the distance lit up with warm light, my lover slept, the horse slept, the grain slept, the whole earth slept, the whole ocean slept, and the sky was full of warm stars. This dream is very long.
The eighth sentence is spring, the flowers in spring are particularly red, and the spring breeze and spring rain are sentimental, which is also a good spring scene every year. The spring is infinitely beautiful, and the spring dream wakes up.
The ninth sentence is the promise of this life, which has been adhered to for thousands of years. Looking back at the bridge, the scenery is beautiful and colorful. Bloom flowers fall, accompanied by pity, Yi Hong makeup about Ting, invited hundreds of wine poems. You and I are each other, the wind and flowers bathe together, the dust and dreams are drunk together, the spring scenery of hibiscus is my inclination, and the splendid articles are inkstone because of you. Except for the colorless flowers, the honey pool is deep. One side is pure land, and the wind and rain cover one person. Mo Wen is so sad tonight, but her dream of Spring and Autumn has come true.
Sentence 10 Have a sexual dream all night. The dream of spring flowers has opened, and Zui Xiang attacks people. He must wake up from his dream and open his eyes. It's dark. It turns out that the dream of spring dream is intoxicating, and he can't wake up ... to have a night of spring dream, the dream of spring flower has failed, and he is heartbroken. He had to leave his dream, and his tears were wet. This is just a sad dream. It turns out that the dreamer of spring dreams can't be in his arms. ......
The sentence 1 1 is often awakened by spring in my dreams. The beauty of spring flowers hangs in the dream of acacia. How many times the true feelings of flowing water under the bridge, bright yellow flowers stole my dream, let me release your shadow in spring. Your ignorant beauty is embedded in my frame at night. My spring dream is your shadow of welcoming the spring, which is planted in the dream again and again.
Sentence 12: In spring, the beads are red, the willows on the shore are crisp and green, and Ying Ying's thoughts are everywhere. Yingying talks in the spring stream, fish swim in the lotus pond, flutes sound on this bank, flowers bloom on the other bank, and boating is a long river. Your heart is full of feelings that I can't write down. If you don't want to get drunk, this situation can be white. It is not a passbook play, but a lifelong dream and dream. My heart is in a corner of the world of mortals, and I love you deeply. I am slightly drunk, and the song is clear and red.
Unconsciously, the meaning of spring once again touched my touch, and the meaning of spring enveloped my heart, gentle and warm. The spring morning is bright and affectionate. The thick smell of spring mud, the faint crow, the quiet river and the cool and soft spring breeze bring me deja vu. I whispered in my ear, and the smiling sunshine came to my bed, gently awakening my dreams and immersing me in the happiness of waking up. ...
14 Hold a seed in your dream, care for love with your heart, and sprout a strange fate in your life, just for your appearance. At this moment, please close your eyes, listen to my inner echo, and embrace happiness with your feelings until the seas run dry and the rocks crumble, and you are in your secret garden. You are too happy to defend yourself sincerely. A bosom friend is hard to find, gently drifting through a dreamless dream.
15 The green hills are towering and the shadows are leaning against the pavilion. After three years of cold and heat, I thought of Qiaodong, but I couldn't find it. The willows are bathed in the spring breeze, and the hands are folded. Tianxiang attracts butterflies and bees, and the book is endless. The garden is covered with catkins, and whoever cuts it will let acacia flourish. Cry red, speak your mind, and embroider words with ink as soon as possible. You know the warmth and coldness of a song, how can you stand the mistakes of the world of mortals? Half-act dream sleepless, heartbreaking play alone.
16 sentences are full of dreams, pity each other, people fall to the end of the world, their hearts are tied to the shore, and stupid manuscripts have been poured out for a long time. Live in the eternal life hall every night, and the soul and dream are connected. The fate of the world of mortals, a boat crossing in ten years, a shoulder rub in a hundred years, and a pillow sleep in a thousand years. Life is full, there is only one dream, and this life is a strange fate, hard-won. Don't cherish the dress, cherish the gathering. Accompanied by each other, flowers bloom before the month, sleeves are full of beautiful scenery, eyes are full of peach gardens, and light ink mountains and rivers accompany sleep.
Sentence 17: In the warm embrace, the exhausted smoke has dispersed, the lips are kissed, and the branches of your youth are blooming with white flowers, and the flowers with white smoke have already bloomed in the east of Peach Blossom. In the cave, is the young monk holding a bamboo pole still rippling in your heart, and is the riverbed full of aquatic plants still there? The glass with thin waist and pink buttocks is stained with a mountain of tall and straight thoughts. Peach blossoms are messy, and the door is half closed. The wind of history is surging in my ears. ...
18 sentence lingers on the edge of spring, and the faint stream is full of your shallow smile. Tonight, the full moon lights up all the lanterns on the eaves of the street corner, shakes the awning boat, and waits for the sunset and the light shadow to walk into your painting together. The night sparkles with bewitching eyes, the wings of the wind ring the bell of Gu Lou, leaving memories on the bluestone board, and romantically arching a small bridge that has existed for many years, waiting for you silently and exquisitely. I don't know how to draw your figure. Did the poet give you the sorrow of spring water or the tenderness of your soul? Tonight, you are the bride of early spring, holding your embroidered skirt to describe the red dream of Jiangnan spring day.
19 transparent spring dreams are graceful and clear, and I have seen you several times. I love the bright moon show and whispers in the spring breeze, which is even more than acacia. It's a windbreaker on a moonlit night, and it's a shame to dye the clouds. Lovers get together and know each other, and the silhouette is unforgettable. I tell you a song from my heart, only saying one sentence, while Ye is crossing the water with a boat to see the male and female, swinging the clear waves and playing with Yuanyang fly with me.