When the swallows came to Xinhua News Agency, the pears fell behind the Qingming Festival. -Yan Shu's
Spring Scenes in Broken Battles, your grasses up north are as blue as jade, our mulberries here curve green-threaded branches. -Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
The spring mountains are warm and windy, and the curtains of the pavilions are dry, and the willows are swinging in the courtyard. Singing warblers and dancing swallows, the small bridge is flowing red. -Bai Pu's "Tianjingsha Spring"
The clouds are light and the wind is light, and it is near noon, and the flowers are flowing with the willows. The people at that time did not understand me at this moment of my inner happiness, and thought that I was learning young people, take advantage of the good time to steal. -Cheng Hao's "Spring Day Occasional"
jathyapple has a quiet dream, and the spring breeze is tender. -Qin Guan's "Eight Six Sons Leaning against the Danger Pavilion"
I want to get wet with clothes, and my face is not cold. -Zhinan's "Jueju"
Spring is not old, and the wind is fine and the willows are oblique. Try to look at it on the detached stage, and half a city is full of flowers. Mist and rain darken thousands. -Su Shi's "Looking at Jiangnan and Transcending Taiwan"
The small building listened to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sold apricot flowers in the Ming Dynasty. -Lu You's "The First Night of the Spring Rain in Lin 'an"
The incense of the golden stove is residual, and the light wind in the headland bursts with cold. Spring is annoying and I can't sleep, and the moon moves to the railing. -Wang Anshi's "Spring Night"
In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. -Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple"
The riverside birds are over white, and the mountains are blue and white. -du fu's "two quatrains"
there are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet in the spring river. -Su Shi's
The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong is full of gossamer and catkins. When the red apricots bloom, it rains suddenly. -Feng Yansi's "Magpie Treading"
It is arranged in colorful colors, just waiting for the first sound of new thunder. -Zhang Weiping's "New Thunder"
The wind returns to the clouds to break the rain in Chu Qing, and the lake is warm and regains sight. Wild apricot in all over the mountains, broken red spots; The floating water on the lake, as far as the eye can see, is like a neat lawn. -Bai Juyi's "Early Spring in South Lake"
There is no trace of spring. Unless you ask an oriole. No one can solve it, because the wind flies over the rose. —— Huang Tingjian's "Where is Qingpingle Spring Return"
The green grass is like silk, and the miscellaneous trees are red and heroic. -Xie Tiao's "Wang Sun Tour"
People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. -Wang Wei's "Bird's Singing Stream"
The small rain in the sky is as crisp as crisp, but the grass color is close at a distance. -Han Yu's Early Spring Presents Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs
The cool moon hangs like an eyebrow in Liuwan, and the more you look at it in the Zhongshan mirror. Peach blossoms rained in Lanxi for three days, and carp came to the beach at midnight. -Dai Shulun's "Lanxi Acura"