2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, but it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
4. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")
6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream. -Wei's "Bird Song Stream"
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths. -Liu Tang Zongyuan's Jiang Xue.
Birds are freely perched in the trees by the pool, and monks are knocking at the door. -Tang Jiadao's Li Ning in Seclusion
North Malaysia is still attached to the north wind, south birds fly north, and nest in the south branch. -"Nineteen Ancient Poetry" and "Walking and Walking Again"
Birds fly home, foxes die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Sorrow for the Past"
The moon on the horizon rose to the top of the tree, scaring away the magpies perched on the branches. (Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon")
Get up early in the morning to get rid of weeds, and come back with hoes in the moonlight at night. (Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden)
A trip to the sun and the moon, if unexpected; Han is a talented star, if you take him by surprise. (Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea")
My heart is full of sorrow, and the moon is full of sorrow. I will always follow you until Yelangxi. (Li Bai's "I heard that Wang Changling left and moved to Longbiao Kiln to send this")
When did the moon begin to appear? I take my glass from a distance. (Su Shi's Water Tune)
The mountain is high and the moon is small, and the truth comes out. (Su Shi's "Hou Chibi Fu")
Looking up and forgetting the bright moon, I sank back and suddenly remembered home. (Li Bai's Silent Night Thinking)