The poems that draw spring sketches are:
1. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
2. The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple will compete with each other.
3. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.