Luo Yin in Tang Dynasty
One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten thousand trees sprouted today.
In the distant sky, the geese flew away, and the fish swam near the water and froze.
The first sentence consists of seven numbers. It not only implies that the seventh day of the first month is a person's day, but also expresses that the poet seems to be counting with his fingers, expecting and cheering the arrival of spring. Popular and lively, unique.
Spring has begun.
Du fu in Tang dynasty
In the spring, the lettuce in the spring dish was fine, and I suddenly remembered the heyday of Beijing.
Dish out the white jade in the halls, and hand in hand to send the moss.
The guests from afar in Ling Du were deeply moved by the eyes of the Han River in Wuxia.
I don't know where to go, so I am looking for a poem.
From the Spring Festival in front of him, Du Fu recalled the peaceful "prosperous times" and the beautiful scenes of beginning of spring in previous years. But at the moment, the reality is that it is difficult to choose. Facing the great river of Wuxia, a river full of springs is rolling in. In addition to being sad, I had to "be ready to print" and send my grief and indignation to my pen.