Poems about the moon and flowers.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

-"Dengguazhou" Wang Anshi

In the blood, the grass is fertile and vigorous, and the cold and frozen earth is in full bloom.

-Untitled Lu Xun

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

-"Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran

In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.

-"Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Bai Juyi