Red lotus root is fragrant and the jade is lingering in the autumn. Lightly untie Luo Shang and go to Lanzhou alone. Who sent the brocade book in the cloud, when the word goose came back, the moon was full of the west building. Flowers drift and water flows. One kind of acacia, two places of leisure. There is nothing that can be done to eliminate this situation, only to frown, but to mind.
Gong Zizhen's
Ji Hai Miscellaneous Poems
Far away from sorrow, the day is slanting, and the whip refers to the end of the world.falling red is not a heartless thing, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers.
Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
I awake light-hearted this morning of spring, everywhere round me the singing of birds.
but now I remember the night, the storm, and I wonder how many blossoms were broken.
Du Fu's on meeting li guinian down the river
It's common to see it in Qiwang's house, but Cui Jiutang heard it several times before.
It's the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River, and it's the time when flowers fall.
Chen Meigong's "Notes on the Deep Window" is not surprised by humiliation, watching the flowers blossom and fall in front of the court; I have no intention of staying or staying, looking at the clouds in the sky.
Appreciation of Li Qingzhao's A Prune of Plums