The east wind is full of worship, and the fragrant fog turns to the corridor.
I was afraid that the flowers would fall asleep in the middle of the night, so I lit candles and put on red makeup.
Titu Chengnanzhuang Cuihu
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Mo mei Wang Mian
The trees in Xiyan Lake near my home are covered with faint ink marks.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
Appreciate Peony Liu Yuxi
The peony in front of the courtyard is enchanting and gorgeous but lacking in bones, and the lotus in the pool is elegant, clean and boring.
Only the peony is the real beauty, which attracted countless people to appreciate at the flowering stage and alarmed the whole Chang 'an City.
Su's Skill Poems
I am playing the shakuhachi flute at the head of Chunyu Building. When will I return to Zhejiang Tide?
No one knows how many bridges you have crossed on the cherry blossoms.
The park is not worth going to.
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Yingchun Han Qi
The diaphragm is slender, green and long, with snow, cold and yellow.
Spring Festival is not self-sufficient and the flowers are overflowing.