Cui Hu
In this gate last year,
peach blossoms set each other off.
Where is the human face?
Peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze.
Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple by Bai Juyi
The world blooms in April, and the peach blossoms in Shansi begin to bloom.
I often hate that I can't find a place to return in spring,
I don't know where to turn to.
Picking mulberry seeds
Feng Yansi
The cherry blossoms bloom,
The red and white phase urges.
lead Xiao Niang to dance slowly.
Sidi Township
Wei Zhuang
Spring outing, apricot blossoms blowing all over her head, who is young and romantic, my concubine plans to marry her
and rest for life. Even if she is mercilessly abandoned, she can't be ashamed.
Wuling Spring
Li Qingzhao?
the wind has stopped the dust and the fragrant flowers have run out, and I am tired of combing my hair at night.
things are people, not everything? Tears flow first if you want to talk.
It is said that Shuangxi Spring is still good, and it is also planned to go canoeing.
I'm afraid of a boat sailing in two streams? , can't carry a lot of sorrow.
Wuling Spring? How charming are peaches and plums before the wind?
Xin Qiji
How charming are peaches and plums before the wind, and the willows are more gentle.
Let's have fun. Don't worry about leisure.
If you can enjoy the reward overnight in the sunny spring, the rain will stop in the spring.
Don't accept the cup and plate carelessly. Just hold your head at dawn.
Partridge Sky?
Yan Jidao
The colorful sleeves hold the jade clock diligently. In those days, they were drunk and red.
Dancing low in the heart of the willow building and singing at the bottom of the peach blossom fan.
After parting, I remember meeting you. I have had several soul dreams with you.
I still fear meeting you is a dream.
Jinse
Li Shangyin?
I wonder why my inlaid harp has fifty strings, each with its flower-like fret an interval of youth.
the sage Chuangzi is day-dreaming, bewitched by butterflies, the spring-heart of Emperor Wang is crying in a cuckoo.
mermen weep their pearly tears down a moon-green sea, blue fields are breathing their jade to the sun.
and a moment that ought to have lasted for ever, has come and gone before I knew.