No matter underground or on the mountain, where there are flowers in full bloom, there are bees busy. After picking flowers into honey, who will work hard for whom and who will be sweet?
No matter on the flat ground, on the mountain, where flowers bloom in the wind, there are bees running around. Bee, you picked all the flowers and made nectar. Who have you worked hard for and who do you want to taste the sweetness?
2. Ji Hai's Miscellaneous Poems Wuqing: Gong Zizhen
The vast sadness of parting extends to the setting sun, away from Beijing, riding a whip to the east, feeling that people are on earth. I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation.
The sadness of parting extends to the distant place where the sun goes down. When you leave Beijing, you will feel that you are at the end of the world, and a whip is drawn to the east. I quit my job and went home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but it was not a heartless thing. It has become the soil of spring and can also play a role in cultivating the next generation.
3. Fenghe Gong Ling Lvyetang planted flowers-Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty.
The green field hall occupies the splendor of things, and passers-by show you your home. Your father is full of peaches and plums, so why plant a variety of flowers in front of the hall?
After the completion of the Green Field Hall, it occupied the essence of everything. Passers-by pointed to the house and said that it was Pei's home. Pei's students are all over the world. Where is it necessary to plant flowers in front of and behind the house?
Untitled time was long before I met her, but it was even longer after we separated-Tang Dynasty: Li Shangyin.
It was a long time ago that I met her, but since we separated, the time has become longer, the east wind is blowing and a hundred flowers are blooming. Silkworms in spring will weave until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night.
In the morning, she saw her hair cloud changing in the mirror, but she bravely faced the cold of the moonlight with her evening song. There are not many roads to Pengshan. Oh, Bluebird, listen! -Give me what she said! . (Pengshan Zuo Yi: Penglai)
The opportunity to meet each other is really hard to get, and it is even more difficult to leave when leaving. Moreover, the weather in late spring, when the east wind is about to harvest, makes people feel even more sad. Spring silkworms don't spin silk when they die, and wax oil like tears can drip dry when candles are burned to ashes.
Women dress up in front of the mirror in the morning, only worrying that the plump bangs will change color and the youthful appearance will disappear. Men can't sleep at night, so they must feel Leng Yue's aggression. The other party's residence is not far from Penglai Mountain, but there is no road to cross, but it is out of reach. I hope a messenger like a bluebird will visit my lover diligently for me.
5, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"-Tang Dynasty: Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Thick dark clouds covered fields and alleys, and small lights were lit, and fishing boats on the river flashed. Look at the flowers with dew tomorrow morning, and Chengdu will be full of flowers.