Xueba Moves Forward

Looking at the beautiful falling flowers in front of the window. Zheng Meijia felt that the world was becoming more and more mysterious. From the time the space mission was released, everything started to go wrong, even worse than June Feixue. Before going to bed last night, Zheng Meijia took out a brush and came to paint on rice paper as usual. Next to me is Meng Haoran's "Chun Xiao" poem with pictures. The sound of wind and rain in the night, How...
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Looking at the beautiful falling flowers in front of the window.
Zheng Meijia felt that the world was becoming more and more mysterious.
From the time the space mission was released, everything started to go wrong, even worse than June Feixue.
Before going to bed last night, Zheng Meijia took out a brush and came to paint on rice paper as usual.
Next to me is Meng Haoran's "Chun Xiao" poem with pictures.
The sound of wind and rain in the night,
How much does the flower fall know.
Spring sleeps for a long time without knowing the falling flowers, how beautiful the mood is.
However, Zheng Meijia was woken up by the wind and rain in the middle of the night last night and got up to close the window.
As a result, I came together in the morning and opened the window to see the peach blossoms. The color was light, like a girl's pink cheeks. The helpless background was a bleak winter breeze.