(1) There are no birds in a hundred mountains, and there are no footprints in a thousand paths.
(2) Wild fragrance is fragrant, woody and cloudy.
(3) Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
(4) The grass is delicious and colorful.
(5) The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
(6) Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green and willow.
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
Spring is late and flowers and trees are growing. The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely.
(9) The breeze from Jiang Mumu came and shook my clothes. The green robe is like spring grass, and the grass is long and comfortable.
(10) Budeze is in Yangchun, and everything is brilliant.
(xi) White clouds and red clouds break at dawn from the sea, and wild plums and river willows are in spring. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun.
(12) The cold is over, and the spring breeze returns to the willow.
(13) In the bright moonlight, wild geese are flying, and the chief of the Tatar people is fleeing in the dark. -Lu Lun's Xia Sai Qu
(14) The willows are green on the river level, and birds are singing on the Langjiang River. -Liu Yuxi's Zhi Zhu Ci
(15) Lying in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, Tiema Glacier fell asleep. -Lu You's November 4th Storm.
(16) Castle Peak cannot be covered. After all, it flows eastward. -Xin Qiji's "Bodhisattva Man, Book Jiangxi Mouth Wall"
(17) The general hunts Weicheng. -Wang Wei's Hunting
(18) Weicheng bathed in rain and light dust, and the guest room was green and willow. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Ershi Anxi".
Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze. -Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass
(20) I don't know the month for an hour, which is called the white jade plate. -Li Bai's Gulangyu
(twenty-one) after the rain, the empty mountain stands in the autumn night. -Wang Wei's Living in Autumn
(twenty-two) clothes to wet apricot rain, blowing cold wind. -Monk Zhinan's quatrains
(23) The bamboo path leads to a secluded place, with branches and flowers, where Buddhism retreats. (Chang Jian: The Zen Forest after the Broken Mountain Temple)
(24) There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(twenty-five) spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild. (Wei "In Xixi Chuzhou")
I'll come back in chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village"
(27) relax and know the east wind, colorful is always spring. (Song? Zhu's "Spring Day")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sorrows. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
(29) Good rain knows the season when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
(30) A pot of wine among the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: Drink the bright moon alone.
(3 1) Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River".
(32) Flowers are more and more beautiful, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang).
(33) Four hundred and eighty halls in the southern dynasties, with many towers and misty rain. -Du Mu's "Jiang Nanchun Jueju".
(34) People have joys and sorrows, and the moon has ups and downs. -Su Shi, "When is the bright moon?
(35) Bai Di's words in the clouds, a thousand miles in Jiangling a day. -Li Bai's "The First Delivery of Baidicheng"
(36) sneak into the night with the wind and moisten things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
It didn't rain on the mountain road, and my clothes were wet. -Wang Wei's In the Mountains
(38) White hair floats green water, and Anthurium stirs clear waves. -Luo's "Singing Goose"
(39) Birds lodge in trees by the pool, and monks knock at the door under the moon. -Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion"
(40) Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and make the three of us. -Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone"
(4 1) Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, during the day, the north wind blows the goose feather and snow one after another. -Gao Shi "Don't be big"
(forty-two) helpless flowers fall, deja vu Yan GUI. -Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
In this nocturne, everyone can't afford to be homesick. -Li Bai's "Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night"
On a clear morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. -Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"