Love is dying, flowers are dying, flowers are flying all over the sky, and red incense is pitiless. -"Burying Flowers"
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Gong Zizhen
Hua Lin Xie Chunhua, a poet in Jihai, was in a hurry, with the cold rain coming early and the wind coming late. -Li Yu
It's a shame to meet each other late. Swallows fly, green water people go around. -Su Shi
Iris. Spring butterfly lazy warbler has no intention of spring. Flowers fall with the wind, and the yard is red. -Su Shi
Butterfly loves flowers and tears, flowers are silent, and red flies over the swing. —— Ouyang Xiu
Butterfly has fallen in love with water, and spring has passed. -Li Yu's "Waves" makes the fallen flowers follow the running water intentionally, and the running water loves the fallen flowers mercilessly. -"Continued Lights, Master Sense of Zhuhai Temple in Longxiang, Wenzhou"