The sound of wind and rain at night makes one know how many flowers have fallen. ——Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
How much sorrow can you have? Just like a river of spring water flowing eastward. ——Li Yu's "Poppy, When Will Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"
Spring is late in the lonely empty courtyard, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed. ——Liu Fangping's "Spring Resentment"
Don't be frightened by the wine and fall asleep heavily in spring. Gambling on books will make the fragrance of tea splash away. At that time, I just thought it was ordinary. ——Nalan Xingde's "Huanxisha·Who cares about the west wind and the cold alone"
The human face does not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still laugh at the spring breeze. ——Cui Hu's "Ti Capital Nanzhuang"
When will the spring flowers and autumn moon come? How much do you know about the past?
——Li Yu "Poppy When Will Spring Flowers and Autumn Moon Come"