Close your eyes and lie on your back,

The hazy party knows that it is a spring remnant,

The powerless east wind shook lightly,

A few buzzes among the flowers,

Raise your head and look up at the moon in the sky,

The remnant wind blows drunk the dreamer,

Long nights without sleep looking forward to the strong wind,

Sprinkle a few drops of love,

The white clouds are still hanging low,

Spend a good moon and the full wind is silent,

In front of the distant mountains,

willow silk without branches,

The wind is the most sorrowful,

Who blows the Buddha with a slender waist,

Thinking of the past,

Since then, the sun has been rotting,

Blowing away thousands of mountains and blowing thousands of trees,

Hold on the early spring flowers and fragrance,

I can't go far away,

Just wait for the next year's snow to melt.

Chapter 012 of "Ma Ping'an Poems": New Ancient Style Poems Spring Breeze Remnants are being hit in your hands, please wait a moment,

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