The remaining pears are frosty, and the flowers are clear and snowy.
"Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the duck's prophet when the water in the spring river is warm."
On March 16th, the flowers beside the Taoist temple bloomed again.
"When the world of purple dust blows in your face, no one can help but look at the flowers." Hua Qingxue leaned against a peach tree, drank wine and recited "Viewing the Peach Blossoms in Xuandu". Suddenly, a woman wearing a moon-white Taoist robe and long flowing temples followed her. She smiled and said, "Your Excellency Hua, you are so elegant and cheerful, so poetic."
"You're here, why not lie down and enjoy the scenery." Hua Qingxue handed over the wine cup, "Want a sip?"
Yu Lishuang took it, sat aside, looked at the peach snow on the mountain, and said softly: "You should enjoy this beautiful scenery together."
Note: I wrote it with a fever in my head, so I like it to be literate.
AddSure enough, I'm not very good at describing the environment (crying, that's it)
Concept: red and white
