A few ducks under the poplar tree,

The bees love flowers on the green hills,

It is the fragrance of early spring,

Stretch out your hand to caress the flowers and incense,

Sleepless at night and open the window lightly,

The peach blossoms on the pillow are intoxicating and laughing,

Yin Ren has no shadow,

In the dream, the new wind and rain come,

Holding the lotus in his hand silent,

Relatively quiet two lines of tears,

If the back is far away,

Looking at the moon at the end of the world,

In this life, there is no oath but for the king,

Just waiting for the spring flowers of a thousand years to end,

Wake up from a dream with a few thunderous sounds,

The drizzle is gone,

If you have love and spring is there,

Flying flowers into the window and smiling,

A piece of falling flowers counts a little love,

How deep the pear blossoms are all over the ground,

Year after year,

Still drunk and sleepless in the middle of the night,

This millennium dream is gone,

I am willing to be a fallen flower.

Chapter 008 of "Ma Ping'an Poems": New Ancient Style Poems Spring Breeze Drunk is hitting in the hand, please wait a while,

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