What poems can express happiness?

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.

If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time.

The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees

It floats on the gorgeous apricot flowers, making the flowers more brilliant. The breeze blowing on the face no longer makes people feel cold; It dances with slender green wicker, which is particularly embarrassing.

I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar. -From Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang in the Tang Dynasty

The scenery in the east of the lake is unforgettable, and the most lovely thing is the white sand embankment hidden by Populus davidiana.

If you want to ask pedestrians where to go, your eyebrows are shining. -Quoted from Buji, Send Bao Haoran to East Zhejiang by Wang Guan in Song Dynasty.

Water is like a beauty's flowing eyes, and mountains are like a beauty's frowning eyebrows. Want to ask pedestrians where to go? To the place where mountains and rivers meet.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. —— Excerpted from the article "Early Spring is Zhang of the Ministry of Water" by Han Yu in Tang Dynasty.

This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.

Spring spring might as well give it a rest, and the autumn sun can stay on the hills for a long time. -From "Autumn Night in the Mountains" by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.

The wheat straw in spring might as well rest it, and the king and grandson in the mountains in autumn can stay for a long time.