-Cui Daorong's "Plum Blossom" When the mountain flowers are in full bloom, she laughs among the flowers. -Du Fu has a few plum blossoms in the corner, and Ling Cold is alone.
-Wang Anshi's "Mei" is smashed into mud and crushed into dust, but only the fragrance remains the same. -Lu You's "Yongmei" knows from a distance that it is not snow, because it has fragrance.
-Wang Anshi's "Plum on the Grass": The vast grass crosses the plain and comes and goes with the four seasons. -Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass" Although the country has broken mountains and rivers, the spring grass in the city is deep.
-Du Naifu's "Hope for Spring" A breeze rippled on the grass bank, through the night, and blew to my motionless tall mast. -Du Fu's "One Night Abroad" knows that spring will return soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fangfei.
-Han Yurong's "Late Spring in the South of the City" In spring, the green grass stains the steps, and the birds are chirping happily under the leaves. -Du Fu's Book of Letters.
2. Poems praising grass and plum blossoms &; lt； Early spring >
Han Yu
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
spring rain
& amplt； Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night & gt Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi's plum blossom
There are some plums under the wall, and ling cold opens them alone.
I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming.
willow
He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow"
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.