Qin Lou Yue/Recalling Qin E
[Song Dynasty]? Fan Chengda
Floating clouds gather. Light thunder faintly awakened the insects. First awakening of insects. The doves are croaking angrily, and the green poplars are blowing in the wind. The smoke from the jade furnace is heavy with fragrance. The walls are thick with apricots and swallows. Yanzhi is wet. Where the fancy decorations are missing, the painted buildings and figures stand.
Sixteen Poems of Yan Ju
[Song Dynasty]? Peng Gui Year
Winter moon does not open the wall, thinking deeply about the insects that wake up.
Everything is full of life, just like I love my palace.
Spring Miscellaneous
Song Dynasty - Chen Di
The weather is cold and thin, with overcast clouds and late smoke.
The rain stirs up the hibernation, and the wind blows the flowers into bloom.
As the day goes by, the fragrant seals fade away, and the sorrow fills the wine boat.
I will borrow the remaining scenery for you and write a new chapter.
Mosquito Thunder
Song Dynasty - Zhao Shishao
It falls silently on the ground in the morning, but roars under the house at night.
The laughter cannot frighten the stinging households, the sky will frighten the souls of butterflies in dreams.
Fenghe Imperial System and Zhonghe
Song Dynasty - Yang Yi
The festive season is getting darker and spring is getting darker, and the name of the first order is long.
The abyss of heaven shakes the green waves, and the immortal apricot spits out its glory.
The continuous drums will startle the insects, and the high branches have turned into warblers.
The rumors were spread to the ground, and Chinese music was given a new voice.
Spring thunder stings
Gold - Pang Zhu
Thousands of branches and leaves are exquisite, and the green edges of the withered bushes turn thicker.
When the spring thunder wakes up, there should be a Gebei dragon.
The curtain guest said that the sun is waking up to stings
Ming Dynasty - Sun Chengzong
Whoever spins his hands backwards will wake up in the spring and stinging insects.
The fish and dragons are shocked and lonely, and the heaven and earth are happy and harmonious.
Yihu is far away, and his ambition is high in the sky.
Who can break the common deafness? I want to ask Feng Xi.
Spring Outing
Qing Dynasty - Mao Qiling
Looking at the new willows in Jiangguo, and counting the falling plum blossoms in the mountain pavilion.
The frog croaked that night, and the spring thunder stirred.
The wild air steams the car curtains, and the hometown heart enters the wine glass.
Looking into the distance from Jinqiao, the lights don’t remind each other.
The night before the Awakening of Insects, heavy snow fell on the plum trees in the courtyard and broke them
Qing - check with caution
The plum blossoms in the pavilion were in the period of decay.
It snowed all night, breaking the branches near the window.
Kuwan Yuan Guanshu, Yi Nuo has knowledge.
The old man is suffering from fleas, and he is melancholy and lonely.
Moon over the Xijiang River - Spring Thunder
Qing Dynasty - Lu Qiuke
In the middle of the night, thunder and chariots startled me to wake up, and the early spring rain pierced the river.
The plum blossoms should be full of fragrance. Drive quickly and draw an oar.
The area is covered with green mountains, and half of the bay is covered with green water.
The white clouds are dim and the snow is vast. The bright moon is connected to the paper account.
Dream Hengtang - Xin Wei Jingzhe, Jinling Book Sense
Modern Times - Zhou Andeng
The heart is far away when the clouds are broken, the dream is light with silk rain, and the lightning comes in the evening Empty control.
Spring thunder in the corner of the temple, combined with soap, hates cold and shy of heat.
Strict drums deceive flowers, cold smoke traps water, and bad tombs play with snow.
Recognizing the small amount of gold and the remaining powder, the waves suddenly turn into waves, which makes people and nature hateful and empty.
It is said that the wild goose has no basis, and even cooking fish and irrigating the cauldron is wrong.
It is difficult to appreciate the scenery and scenery of an outing when you are young.
Who is more willing to tune the orioles and cut the swallows, dye the willows and smoke the peach trees in spring.
I sing in sorrow, carry people in tears, and twist a thousand knots of lilacs.
Shui Tiao Ge Tou - Seeing the Farming in the Morning
Modern and Contemporary Times - Gu Sui
The water of the Wei River under the bridge has not melted at this time.
It’s too late to test the lights, the Waking of Insects is approaching, and it’s still frozen.
The day before yesterday was sunny and snowy, like pear blossoms falling, stirring up the red sunset.
Last night there were clouds of raindrops, rustling in the sky.
Bring the smoke to North Korea and drag Cebu with it. More misty.
The prodigal’s scheming was in vain.
Looking down at the jade towers and jade trees, looking down at the jade trees in the jade forests, people are in the jade pot.
Why are the peaches and plums silent, waiting for the east wind?
Miscellaneous Poems in Jingyuan
Modern and Modern Times - Li Gu
The small garden is covered with rain, moss and moss, and the phenology changes with the arrival of spring.
Last night, new thunder stung the insects again, and hundreds of insects suppressed their sorrow and helped me to write poems.
Recalling the South of the Yangtze River - Peach Blossom Delphinium
Modern and Modern Times - Zhang Cai'an
In the wake of hibernation, the thirteenth wind blows.
The songs in the old courtyard were cold, but the beauties in the door and alley were popular last year.
Spring is in the sound of birds.