What are the poems describing the Woods?

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains

Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand

I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond

Small catkins are blowing on the branches There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)

Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"

People say that blowing like this and calling like this will make people and young people handsome. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

The city walls are thin willows, and the roads are lush. _ _ _ _ Zhang's "Thinking of Spring Ladies"

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. _ _ _ _ He's Willow Poems

In late spring, Chang 'an city is full of songs and dances, and countless flowers fall. The east wind of the Cold Food Festival blows on the willow trees in the royal garden. _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Affairs/Early Spring Rain/Early Spring"

The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf _ _ _ _ Wang Wei's Cheng Wei Qu/Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi

The dream is broken and fragrant for forty years, but the willow in Shenyuan doesn't blow cotton. _ _ _ _ Two Shen Yuan Poems by Lu You

The catkins are light and the pears are sunny. _ _ _ _ Xie Yi's "Tread on the sand, catkins are light"

Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. _ _ _ _ Han Yu's Late Spring

The willow shade is raining, and the residual flowers fall to see the warbler. _ _ _ _ Wu's Spring

Yangtze River Yangtze River Chun Lv, Xiaoyao De is dancing around the river to kill people. _ _ _ _ Zheng Gu's Farewell to Friends in Huaishang

On crutches, on crutches, standing on the Zhou Fang, I only watched catkins flying wildly in the wind like crazy, chasing the flowing peach blossoms lightly. _ _ _ _ Du Fu's Nine Songs and Five Songs

Zhang Taiyan, Zhang Taiyan, was the past green? _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Poems by Zhang Tailiu and Liu Jishi