Poems containing Yanghua

The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. ——Han Yu's "Late Spring"

The willow spring at the head of the Yangtze River, the poplars are worried about killing people crossing the river. ——Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends on the Huaihe River"

The spring breeze has another ruthless plan, filling the road with poplar flowers and rolling snowballs. ——Lu You's "Dream Work"

Picking poplar flowers three thousand miles away will look like me when you return one day. ——Shi Daoyan's "Ode to the Ancients"

Pedestrians should not go up the long embankment to look, for the wind blows and the poplars and flowers worry about killing people. ——Li Yi's "Bianhe Qu"

The peach blossoms chase the poplars and fall, and the yellow birds sometimes fly. ——Du Fu's "Wine in Qujiang"

The poplar flowers alone capture the east wind, chasing each other in the clear sky but never returning. ——Wang Anshi's "Late Spring"

Whose house will the poplars fly to? The people in the Forbidden City cherish their time. ——Zhang Gongxiang's "Gong Ci"

Ping Ying is a way to Yanghua, and she will not let it go if it disturbs the spring breeze. ——Bai Juyi's "Catkins"

The poplars enter the house, and the swallows avoid the curtains. ——Lu You's "Youqi"

The shadow of the moon is reflected in the window, and the ground looks like poplars. ——Hu Zhongshen's "Snow"

Two pairs of tile birds are writing on the desk, and poplars are falling into the inkstone. ——Ye Cai's "Late Spring"

It's spring when the poplar flowers fall, and the new green rain adds traces to the small pond. ——Yu Gui's "Ji Shi"

Yang Hua doesn't understand things, so she just relies on the wind. ——Chen Yuyi's "Cold Food in the Road"

Long Bo drove the wind and dared not go up, and the poplars did not move and the trees were shaded.

——Dai Xu's "The Prime Minister's Longevity"