A poem about Wei Zi's crooked tree.

1, it's better to be infatuated, but exposure to pressure and bullying is particularly oblique. Who said that flowers bloom for a hundred days and crape myrtle grows for half a year?

2, the five-tone wind blows crape myrtle, and a few branches outside the bamboo are red. Who knows that there is no darkness in a hundred days, and it is elegant.

3. Wei Zi is definitely peeled, and the twisted branches are self-contained. Spring goes and spring comes, flowers bloom and fall, the sun is like fire, and the summer is brilliant.