Spring groaning

It's hard to love home,

The willow is green and the grass is tender yellow.

The trail flowers are just eye-catching,

The butterfly dance in the idle garden has sunset.

There are few books in the belly of the bard,

Splash ink and the end of the paper is cool.

In addition to fame, wind and moon,

Lotus hoe planting beans and mulberry.

Spring Scene (Outer Song)

The golden cicada intentionally sings tall trees,

Ziyan is deeply in love with her old home.

The willows in the clear stream embankment under the bridge,

The mulberry leaves at the edge of the garden are numb.

The deep path beckons yellow butterflies,

Graceful beauty to enjoy wildflowers.

The sound of three or two warblers is delicate and brittle,

Return to the sail for a few days, and the day will be slanted.

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