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Spring comes early on the river, and willows are full on the river on a sunny day.
Soft buds can be seen from the dust, the green color and the released snow.
Explanation:
Spring comes early on January night, and the sunny days are full of willows.
Dust is brushed away, giving birth to light green color, snowflakes are brushed away, and soft buds can be seen.
2, Five Dynasties: Li Yu's "Young Beauty, Wind Back to the Yard Green"
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The wind returns to the yard, and the spring scenery continues. With the silence of the diaphragm for a long time, the sound of bamboo is still like a new moon.
The ice on the surface of the pool is melting before the song is over. The candle is bright and fragrant, the painting hall is deep, and the temples are covered with green frost and snow.
Explanation:
When the spring breeze comes back, the weeds in the green courtyard are blown away, the willows grow new buds, and spring after spring continues to come to this world. A person leaning against the railing for a long time, there is nothing to say. Although the bamboo crescent moon is as good as that year, there is no situation and mood when enjoying the moon.
The music continued to play, and before the party was over, the ice in the pool began to melt. Late at night, the magnificent and exquisite imperial room became deep. My temples are gray and I am old and weak. I can't stand this extreme worry.
3. Tang Dynasty: Li He's green seal.
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Green seal went to invite the godfather, and the horseshoe on the sixth street was ownerless.
The air is not cold, and the short coat and small crown are dust.
Explanation:
The green seal was presented to the Emperor of Heaven, and he confided to the Emperor in the play: the horseshoes of six streets in Chang 'an were mixed and lost their owners.
At present, the air is extremely fresh and epidemics are prevalent. Most people die of disease and turn to dust.
4. Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde's "Dead Hua Lian Arrives at Qingyang Fold"
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Then he went to the place where Qingyang was broken, and without saying a word, he walked all over the clear autumn road with a whip. Grass has no intention of falling into the sky, and the sound of geese is as far away as xiaoguan.
I don't hate the hardships of the end of the world, but I hate the west wind blowing my dreams to the present. How much is the journey tomorrow? It's cold and rainy on your clothes.
Explanation:
Once again, I came to the old place where I sent my friends away. I rode silently, flogged and crawled, with a heavy and blurred heart, walking on the hopeless road in Qiu Si. The grass is boundless and dull. The geese are far away, so is the traffic.
And heaven remains our neighbourhood, it's harmless, but I hate how many dreams are blown away by the west wind, traveling through ancient and modern times. Tomorrow, the journey continues, and the cold new rain wets my clothes, which makes me feel more lonely and lonely.
5. Song: Chao's "March Twilight in Lingjiang Fairy Green and Dark Tingzhou"
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It was late spring in March, with green grass and dark green. The flowers have begun to fade, there is no wind, and the sails are rolled up. Under the tall poplar trees, the boat leans to one side.
The river is half a pole deep, which is conducive to navigation. The setting sun adds a melancholy to the wandering wanderer. When I was at Baqiao, I looked back and saw the beautiful woman still in the shutters. Now, far away from the river, I wish the messenger could send me the message of the Red Chamber: the love life in the past has become a trip in Chu and Xia, and now I can only fly to Yangzhou to meet you in my dream.
Explanation:
It's late spring in March, and the ground near the water is covered with grass and dark green. The flowers have begun to fade, there is no wind, and the sails are rolled up. Under the tall poplars, the boat is sideways. The river is half a pole deep and suitable for navigation. As the sun sets, the wanderer who returns to Lei adds another sadness.
When we parted at Baqiao, looking back, I saw the beauty waiting in the shutter. Now that I'm far away by the river, I wish the Jade Bird Messenger could send me a message to the Red Chamber: the love life in the past has become a trip to Chu and Xia, but now I can only fly to Yangzhou in my dream to see you.