Are there any poems about lilacs?

A poem about lilacs:

1. Roll a real pearl by hand with a jade hook, and lock the heavy building for the previous spring. When the flowers fall in the wind, who is the master? The messenger didn't bring news to the pedestrians far away. The lilacs in the rain reminded me of sadness. I looked back at the Three Gorges at dusk and saw the river falling from the sky. -South Tang master Li Jing "Huanxisha"

2. Qingyun has its own black dragon, and Pan Fei has no lilacs. -Tang Wen listen to your "Song of the Emperor after Ginger".

3. I want to rest upstairs at dusk, and the jade ladder is absolutely hooked in the middle of the month. Banana hearts don't show lilac's frustration, but they are also sad about the spring breeze. -Li Shangyin's Gift

4. Break the gold and cut it into layers of jasper leaves. The spirit of grace, such as Yan Fu, is too bright. Plum blossoms are heavy and vulgar, and cloves are bitter and rough. Smoked through the sad dream, but heartless —— Li Qingzhao's Puhuan Xisha