Please praise things with ancient poems:

Yue Ming: "The twilight clouds are all cold, and the silver-haired people turn to the tracts silently." (Su Shi)

Plum blossom: Spring comes early, and you don't doubt the cold alone. I am afraid that after falling into the flowers, no one will look at it. (Thank you)

Spring rain: the small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. -Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an

Jiangnan: Tingzhou picks white apples, and Jiangnan is in the sunset.

Liu: Jasper dresses up as a tree and hangs ten thousand green silk tapestries.