The ancient poems that describe the beauty of peach blossoms are as follows:
1. "The Book of Songs·Peach Blossoms" The peach blossoms shine brightly. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. The peaches are as beautiful as the peaches. When the son returns home, it is suitable for his family. The peach is young, its leaves are pure. When the son returns home, it will be a good time for his family.
Translation: Thousands of peach blossoms are in full bloom, the color is bright and red like fire. This girl has been married before, and the couple is happy and harmonious. Thousands of peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the fruits are numerous and large. This girl was married and gave birth to a son early and had a prosperous heir. Thousands of peach blossoms are in full bloom, and the peach leaves are truly lush. This girl has been married and worked together to bring harmony to the family.
2. "Spring Day" is full of algae.
There are only ten sunny days in spring, and there are clouds and rain everywhere. The spring water in Noda is as green as the mirror, and the silhouettes of people crossing the water are unfazed by the gulls.
The peach blossoms smile beautifully out of the fence, as if they are the most affectionate before they bloom. The smoke in Mao Ci makes the guests' clothes wet, and the rooster crows at noon to break the dream.
Translation: There are probably no clear and rainless days in the entire spring. There are clouds carrying rainwater everywhere in the sky. A pool of green spring water in the field is greener and brighter than a mirror. When people pass by at the ancient ferry, the gulls and herons by the water are free and not frightened. The unopened peach blossoms poked their heads out from outside the fence, looking so beautiful and affectionate. The misty rain beside the thatched hut wetted the clothes of travelers, and the sound of cockcrow in the afternoon brought people back to reality from idle dreams.
3. "Revelation of Heartfelt Love·Little Peach Blossoms and Willows" by Huang Tingjian.
The peaches are scorching, the willows are swaying, and the spring scenery is all over the south of the Yangtze River. Rain is clear, wind is warm and smoke is light, the weather is intoxicating.
The mountains are splashed with dark green, the water is blue, and the green is mixed with it. The singing room is drunk, so I recruit people, and I have the right to wear a green shirt.