劳动节快乐!
ལཱ་བའི་དུས་ཆེན་སྤྲོ་སེམས་ཆེ་!
خەزمەتچىلەر بايرىمىڭىزغا مۇبارەك بولسۇن!
Хөдөлмөрийн баярын мэнд хүргэе!
C Днем международной солидарности трудящихся!
劳动节快乐!
ལཱ་བའི་དུས་ཆེན་སྤྲོ་སེམས་ཆེ་!
خەزمەتچىلەر بايرىمىڭىزغا مۇبارەك بولسۇن!
Хөдөлмөрийн баярын мэнд хүргэе!
C Днем международной солидарности трудящихся!
Have a great weekend comrades.
Have a great weekend comrades.
Red vinyl cover, name of the book, and a little gold star in the middle. Like they intended it to be.
Red vinyl cover, name of the book, and a little gold star in the middle. Like they intended it to be.
After the Fresh Blossoms Have Gone
by Ouyang Xiu (歐陽修)(1007- 1072)
After the fresh blossoms have gone- West Lake is good.
Tattered scraps of remnant red,
Mist of cotton catkins flying,
Weeping willow by the railing in the wind and sun.
晚安,同志们💤🌜❤️
After the Fresh Blossoms Have Gone
by Ouyang Xiu (歐陽修)(1007- 1072)
After the fresh blossoms have gone- West Lake is good.
Tattered scraps of remnant red,
Mist of cotton catkins flying,
Weeping willow by the railing in the wind and sun.
晚安,同志们💤🌜❤️
"Peach Blossom at Dalin Temple"
by Bai Juyi (772-842CE)
"Across the world this June, the petals all have fallen,
But the mountain temple's peach blossom has just begun to bloom.
I regretted so much that spring had gone without a trace,
I didn't know that it had only moved up here."
"Peach Blossom at Dalin Temple"
by Bai Juyi (772-842CE)
"Across the world this June, the petals all have fallen,
But the mountain temple's peach blossom has just begun to bloom.
I regretted so much that spring had gone without a trace,
I didn't know that it had only moved up here."
Shaanxi hot-and-sour lamb jiaozi soup is the best for a night like this!
Shaanxi hot-and-sour lamb jiaozi soup is the best for a night like this!
1967
1967
"Hearing A Flute in Spring"
by Li Bai (701-762CE)
"From whose home secretly flies the sound of a jade flute?
It's lost amid the spring wind which fills Luoyang city.
In the middle of this nocturne I remember the snapped willow,
What person would not start to think of home!"
晚安,同志们~~~
"Hearing A Flute in Spring"
by Li Bai (701-762CE)
"From whose home secretly flies the sound of a jade flute?
It's lost amid the spring wind which fills Luoyang city.
In the middle of this nocturne I remember the snapped willow,
What person would not start to think of home!"
晚安,同志们~~~