Words and ancient poems describing spring

In the spring morning, I woke up carefree. Birds sang everywhere around me, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. That ancient poem about spring, Jasper dressed up as a tree and hung 10 thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu), an ancient poem describing spring, knows the rainy season when spring comes. The wind sneaked into the night and everything was silent. The wild path is very dark. Ships on the river are full of fire. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy. The ancient poem describing spring (Wang Wei) is that people are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty. The moon came out, the birds started up and the spring water gurgled. The ancient poem describes that spring (Du Mu) is clear and rainy, and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy refers to Xinghua Village. The ancient poem describing spring is Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple. Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. I don't know where to ask for help in spring. The ancient poem describing spring is Late Spring (Han Yu). The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon and there are all kinds of flowers everywhere. Young flower elm pod has no talent, but it can only solve the problem of heavy snow all over the sky. Ancient poems describing spring appeared in early spring as a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs (Han Yu). The street is drizzly and crisp in autumn, but the grass is not close from a distance. The most important thing is the benefits of spring in a year. It's better than a city full of smoke and willow. Ancient poems describe spring, when it rains and willows shine, and residual flowers fall to see warblers. The spring breeze blew out the dream of my hometown overnight and brought it to Los Angeles. The ancient poem describing spring is called Chengnan Zhuang (Cuihu). Last year, today, peach blossoms set each other off in this door. People don't know where to go, but peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. The ancient poem describing spring is a quatrain (Du Fu). The flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. Swallows fly in the mud and Yuanyang sleeps in the sand. An ancient poem describing spring: Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu) bloom in Huangsi's maiden is full of exotic flowers and plants, and the flowers are low. Even butterflies dance from time to time, and charming songbirds just crow.