Poems about Dongzi

The east wind does not agree with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply.

There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind feeds the willows in the cold weather.

Easy to recognize the east wind, colorful colors are always spring. ?

The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the moonlight.

It’s hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered.

On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing.

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine.

The east wind blooms flowers on thousands of trees at night, and blows down stars like rain.

The east wind is bad, happiness is thin, and I am full of melancholy. I have been away for a few years.

Pick chrysanthemums under the east fence, and leisurely see the Nanshan Mountain.

The east wind does not agree with Zhou Lang, and Tongquechun locks Erqiao deeply. --Du Mu's "Red Cliff"

There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind feeds the willows in the cold weather. --Han Hong's "Cold Food"

It's easy to recognize the east wind, and it's always spring when it's colorful. --Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"

The east wind blew again in the small building last night, and the motherland could not bear to look back in the bright moon. --Li Yu's "Poppy Beauty"

It's hard to say goodbye when we meet, the east wind is powerless and the flowers are withered. --Li Shangyin's "Untitled"

The sun rises in the east and rains in the west. There is no sunshine but there is sunshine. --Liu Yuxi's "Bamboo Branch Ci"

On February 2nd, the river went up, and the east wind was warm and the sun was blowing. --Li Shangyin's "February 2nd"

The east wind blooms thousands of trees at night, and even blows down stars like rain. --Xin Qiji's "The Sapphire Case"

The east wind is evil, happiness is thin, and one is full of melancholy, leaving the family in a few years. --Lu You's "The Hairpin-headed Phoenix"

Picking chrysanthemums under the eastern fence, leisurely seeing Nanshan Mountain.

--Tao Yuanming's "Drinking"