1, I used to be gone, and Yangliu is Yiyi. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. Cai Wei's Book of Songs Cai Wei
2, the ancient embankment is curled up, green and smoky. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. Chunjiangliu (Tang)
3, jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. He (Tang)
A tree has thousands of branches in the spring breeze, as soft as gold and as soft as silk. Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this? Bai Juyi's Ci (Tang)