The grass on the city is not rooted high, so I hate the wind and frost early. A poem by Liu Xu in the Southern Song Dynasty
Spring grass is like a green robe and autumn moon is like a fan. Farewell to Su Jiude by Liang He Xun in the Southern Dynasties
Ye Shuchun in summer is green, and the flowers are light crimson. Tang Liqiao's Xuan
The grass does not thank it for its glory in the spring breeze, and the trees do not complain about the fallen leaves in autumn. Tang Li Bai's Sunrise and Moonrise
The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, through the night, and blew to my still mast. A Night Abroad by Tang Du Fu
The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. Tang Du Fu's Shu Xiang
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei. Traveling south in late spring
The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green. The humble room inscription by Yuxi, Liu Tang
All kinds of grass and living things hinder horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou. Yin's "Mian Gu Ji Cai's Kunzhong"
Wild flowers smile at guests, while fragrant grass makes people idle. Song Ouyang Xiu's Again to Xijing
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