Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Dai Shulun s Willow on the Embankment;
The weeping willows are full of silk, and spring comes to weave parting.
Pedestrians climb, and now when my heart is breaking.
Shi Jianwu's "Folding Willow";
Seeing Yang Liuchun by the roadside, I folded it all again.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year.
Bai Juyi's Diligent Building and Old Willow in the West
The wind blew on a half-withered branch and immediately looked at the old man affectionately.
Kaiyuan a willow, Changqing two years in the spring.