The poem about the blooming flowers in spring is as follows:
1. Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? ——Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan".
2. You should pity the green moss on the teeth of the clogs, and the small buckle firewood door will not open for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. ——Ye Shaoweng's "Visiting the Garden Is Not Worth It".
3. The oriole sings thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flag winds in the water village, mountain and Guo. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist. ——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring".
4. On the beautiful Surabaya coast, the boundless scenery is new. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors. ——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day".
5. The beauty of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom. Everlasting regret has no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn. ——Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple".
6. Li Bai was about to travel in a boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore. The water in Peach Blossom Pond is a thousand feet deep, and it is not as deep as Wang Lun's love for me. ——Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun".
7. Drunk wanderers in Qingming weather. Ying'er is crazy. Yan'er is crazy. Covered with green tassels and red tassels, the road is busy with traffic. I remember meeting each other under a weeping willow tree, wearing carved jade pendants and gold clothes. Spring is still the same old spring. Peach blossom fragrance. Lihuaxiang. Light white and deep red, all new makeup. I feel sad that the flowers are missing, but I sing a song and cry a thousand lines. ——Qin Guan's "Jiangchengzi".
8. After the rain, the Hengtang is full of water, and the mountains and roads are in chaos. All the peach and plum blossoms are in bloom, leaving only green grass. —— Song Zenggong's "South of the City".
9. The heart-broken spring river is about to end, and the staff and quinoa slowly step up to Fangzhou. The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the light peach blossoms float with the water. ——Du Fu's "Nine Quatrains".
10. It took less than a year to go east to the mountains, and it was not until I returned that I could plant spring fields. In the rain, the grass is green and the peach blossoms on the water are red. Bhikkhu Youlou was a scholar of scriptures and was a virtuous person from his hometown. We meet each other with our clothes on, talking happily and laughing in front of the door. ——Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Bieye".