April in early summer

Hearing, the rain in April, the rain fell, and the dust did not render. Isolation of the world, floating in the air, like a flying sky.

The taste of wheat, the wheat is already green, I feel that there is no such thing as a pleasant thing in the world.
The drizzle is like a ripple, and it doesn't splash dust. Wash the leaves, baptize the sky, everything is extra fresh. Waiting for the birth of the rainbow, but a second has passed, never stopped, never appeared, and the rain continued to rain.
Standing on the terrace, the sky is full of people, and the pedestrians are endless. I know that today is clear.
The rain fell on the shoulders and turned into water. It fell to the ground and turned into a puddle. Fall in the water and unite. Light floral, floating everywhere, from time to time, quietly flies.
The rainy days of early summer are especially beautiful, especially clean and very cold! Playing a song, swaying in the air, the tune flutters with the wind. It’s like “Bluestone Street, you look back and smile.”
The night is long and empty. Who is poetry? Who is waiting? Who is staying? Deep in the night, she is hidden in the landscape. The mountains are misty and the water is flowing. The wind and the bamboo also clear the shadow, the flowers fall into tears and sway, looking for her at the long pavilion, drinking to the eye, drunken people are not drunk. Who is singing and dancing on the floor? The shadow curtain is on the moon.
In the early summer of April, the affection and poetry are all beautiful, quiet, gorgeous and cold. A lot of Qingming in April.

Third day: Peony under the peony