Tang He Zhang's "Chanting Willow": "Jasper adorns the tree, and thousands of strands of green silk hang down. I don't know who to cut it for. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
Secondly, on this spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia)
Third, relatives and friends in Luoyang asked each other, and a piece of Bing Xin was in the jade pot.
After three months of war, a piece of news from home is worth a ton of gold.