The spring breeze blows and the branches are already beautiful,

The willows flutter like smoke in the wind.

Seeing frogs in spring,

The past is full of dreams.

There is no reason for the flowers and trees to be cut and moved,

How can it be difficult to remember when you see each other.

Cut out the history and reproduce it,

The willows are green.

Don't look at the past today,

Come to the court to treat each other at the edge of the willow forest.

Autumn dreams are numerous,

Flowers and flowers change day by day.

A few crossings have reappeared,

I only felt that my body had changed from the road.

It's rare to remember with you,

There are no tearful remnants when we meet.

Parting is sad and tearful,

Seeing each other like the wind, we are even more speechless.

Is it parting or parting,

Don't worry about it.

Chapter 040 of "Ma Ping'an Poems": Ancient style poems It's hard to say goodbye when you meet It's in the middle of the hand, please wait a moment,

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