Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night-Du Fu (Tang)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes, it will fall.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Silent, it moistens everything.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
A lantern loomed in the boat.
Dawn sees saturated red;
The town is full of flowers.
Fu De Gu Caoyuan Farewell
-Bai Juyi (Tang)
The endless grassland on the plain,
As each season comes and goes.
Wildfire never devours them,
They have grown taller in the spring breeze.
Sweet, they are on the ancient highway,
Reach the crumbling gate.
Oh, my friend's prince, you left again,
I heard them sigh behind you.