Have roses. Xuan thin clouds are wind, spring is not a long time. Radial stop GORDON, unlined try wine, across grass slope Hui. Old enemy, the other in Fu, light halo, the relative night repeat itself. Pan Yan Qing Chou, aromatic flowers thing, a roll of poetry. Water a boat further away, homesick ape Crane Hill, glad to see return to. The beautiful north Fu, Ching-chun asked fishing, passionate Yang Liu Yiyi. The most memorable side of the old Yin Yu, the number of iris, flowers always come on. Acacia butterfly dream a few evening, flying around the Ping River.