Source: Cao Cao's Out of Summer Gate
An old horse crouches, aiming at a thousand miles.
The martyrs were full of courage in their later years.
Have the same view (or attitude)
Source: Li Shangyin's Untitled
The stars last night and the wind last night,
On the west side of the studio and on the east side of the cinnamon room.
Although my body doesn't have bright wings like a phoenix,
The mind acts on the mind.
Deep purple and bright red-beautiful flowers
Source: Tang Xianzu's "Peony Pavilion, Dream"
The results are colorful,
Like this, it's all paid to the broken well.
Shaded willows and blooming flowers ―― beautiful scenery
Source: Lu You "Shanxi Village Tour"
Don't laugh at farm wine,
Raise enough chickens and dolphins in good years.
The rivers and mountains may change, but not one's essential nature
There is also a village.
Various colors
Source: Zhu's Spring Day
Win the day to find the fragrance of Surabaya,
The boundless scene is new for a while.
Know the east wind when you are free,
Colorful is always spring.
Flowing water at the source-the driving force of development
Source: Zhu's reading thoughts
As soon as the half-acre square pond is opened,
The sky is full of clouds and shadows.
Why is the water in the pond so clear?
Because there is inexhaustible living water for it.
(of plum blossoms in China) faint/fuzzy fragrance and mottled shadows.
Source: Xiaomei in the Mountain Garden by Lin Bu.
All the fragrant stones fall alone,
Occupy the amorous feelings of the small garden.
Thin shadow, horizontal oblique water, shallow water,
Dim fragrance floats in the dusk.
The morning bell in the monastery-it sounds like time has passed and fame and fortune are vain.
Source: Lu You short song
A hundred years of sadness,
When the morning bell is ringing and the drums are ringing.
Peaches and apricots can be easily separated.
Cuimei jade cheek is parting.
Young woman's face and peach blossom-miss a peerless beauty
Source: Cui Hu's Southern Suburb of the Capital
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
White clouds turn into gray dogs.
Source: Du Fu's Alas
Clouds in the sky are like white clothes.
Must change like a pale dog.
Throughout the ages, at that time,
Nothing in life.
The oriole sings and swallows-the joy of spring
Source: Su Shi's Jinbei Pavilion
The smoke is red, the dew is green and the wind is fragrant.
Swallows dance, warblers sing and grow in spring.
Who made you poor and old,
Embroidered screen and brocade curtain throat spring.
Painting and poetry are vivid, like spring breeze.
Source: Huangcheng Yaochi Spring Banquet
When will Bluebird come back,
The ethereal room of the North Quelin Palace.
The spring breeze at the bottom of the pen will never grow old,
Flat peaches piled up a stone mountain.
Wear light or heavy makeup.
Source: Su Shi's Rain after Drinking on the Lake.
In order to compare the West Lake with the West Lake,
Light makeup is always appropriate.
Give back peaches-exchange gifts/favors
Source: The Book of Songs Elegant and Exquisite
Give me a peach and give it back to Li.
With the passage of time-the change of seasons, everything is changing.
Source: Wang Bo's Farewell Preface to Wang Tengqiu Pavilion.
Clouds and pools are shadows,
Things have changed for years.
Where is the emperor in the cabinet today?
Outside the threshold, the Yangtze River flows by itself.
Moral purity
Source: Wang Changling's Breaking Up with Xin Jian at Furong Inn.
Cold rain at night, Wu,
Pingming Chugu Mountain in Fujian.
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other,
A piece of ice is in the jade pot.
Spring is fading away
Source: Li Yu's "Langtaosha Order"
The rain gurgled outside the curtains,
Spring is fading away.
Allred-rochow is too cold to stand.
Reach the pinnacle of success
Source: Meng Jiao's After Exam.
I used to be dirty and didn't like to brag.
At present, I am extravagant.
Keywords spring breeze, horseshoe disease,
See all the Chang 'an flowers in one day.
Things are still there, but people are not what they used to be.
Source: Wu Ling Chun by Li Qingzhao
Things are people, not everything,
Tears flow first when you want to talk.