在时光若有若无的间隙,燃亮了桃花羞涩的笑靥。一朵,两朵,千百朵,朵朵都在倾诉。脱口而出的诗句,轻轻泊在春的枝头,胭脂般的一样美丽。听着这鲜红的喘息,我的心颤了一下,又颤了一下。仔细想一想,待在田野里桃花呵,寂寞地开,孤独地落。看看那一片片盛开的桃花,绽放出的一张张灿烂的笑容,更激起了我对桃花的缕缕情丝、悠悠爱意。我爱桃花,素朴的桃花象征着乡下女子。坐在春光里,坐在 In the absence of time gap, shine peach shy smile. One, two, one thousand, all blossoming are talking. Blurted out the poem, gently parked in the spring branches, the same rouge-like beauty. Listening to this bright red wheeze, my heart trembled for a moment, then tremor again. Think carefully, to stay in the fields Peach Oh, lonely to open, alone. Take a look at that piece of peach blossom in bloom, bloom out of a bright smile, but also aroused my peach lingering love, long love. I love peach, simple peach symbol of the country woman. Sit in the spring, sitting