1, dawn by Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Translation:
In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. Last night, the wind and rain kept falling, and I don't know how many beautiful spring flowers were blown down.
2. Jin Yuanhao asked, "There was no begonia in the same generation."
Layers of leaves grow between the new branches of begonia, and the little buds hidden in them glow a little red.
Be sure to cherish your heart, don't bloom easily, let the peach blossom fan bloom in the spring of spring breeze!
Translation:
The new green leaves between begonia branches are layered, and the buds are hidden and reddish. Be sure to cherish your fragrant heart, don't bloom easily, let peach blossoms and plum blossoms bloom in the spring breeze!
3. Hu's "Chengtou is Nancun"
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Translation:
Today last year, in this door, the girl's face was set off with bright peach blossoms. When I came here again today, the girl didn't know where she had gone. Only peach blossoms are still smiling and blooming in the spring breeze.
4. Yu's Two Late Spring Poems
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Translation:
Flowers and trees know that they are going home in spring, and they all want to keep the pace of spring and compete in succession. Even the beautiful flowers and elms are unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into flying snow.
5. Shu's "There are no more cars"
There are no more cars, and there is no trace of Xiayun.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.
After several days of loneliness and injury, smoking was sadly banned.
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.
Translation:
The beautiful car in which she sat has never been seen again, and the traces are like the clouds of Wushan. I don't know where to go. The yard with pear blossoms and bright moon, and the pond with catkins floating in the wind evoke endless memories. The fireworks of the Cold Food Festival did not create a bleak atmosphere, but increased the sadness in my heart. I have to spend my lonely time drinking. I want to send a love letter, but where can I send it?