"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest house was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green.
Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch.
Staring at the railing, dark and melancholy, Liu Hua flies with the east wind.
The most important benefit is that in the spring of the year, the smoke and willows in the imperial city are fragrant.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
For the time being, drown your sorrows in wine, don't frown and narrow your waist, there is only parting before you die.
Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street.
Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
For 40 years,
Shen never blows cotton,
This body is a tribute to the mountains and rivers, or a sign of death.
(Lu you. Shen Yuan)
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Liu (He)
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang