Zhou Bangyan's Brave Lanling: "The willow shade is straight and the smoke is beautiful. On the Sui Dyke, I have seen it several times, and the water fluttered and the cotton was sent away. ... Changting Road, in the coming year, it should be thousands of feet Cross. "
Li Bai's "Smelling the Flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night": "Whose flute flies in the dark and the spring breeze fills Los Angeles. In this serenade, I heard the willows, and no one can stand the nostalgia. "
Li Bai recalled Qin E: "Xiao Shengyan, the dream is broken. Qin Louyue, Liuse every year, Fuling is injured. "
Li Bai's "Nanjing Hotel Parting": "A gust of wind came, catkins were fragrant, and a girl from Wu poured wine and advised me to drink with her. Comrades from my city came to see me off. When each of them drank his glass, I said to him. "
Zheng Gu's "Farewell to Friends in Huai": "The Yangtze River is the head of the Yangtze River, crossing the river with worry and murder. Some bagpipes leave the pavilion late. You go to Xiaoxiang and I will go to Qin. " "Huayang" is catkin. Su Shi has "Huayang Ci")
Wu Wenying's Wind Into the Pine: "The dark green in front of the building leads the way, with a touch of willow and an inch of tenderness."
Nie Shengqiong's Partridge Sky: Jade Flower is sad out of Fengcheng, and Liu Qingqing is downstairs, singing the fifth journey after Yangguan. Looking for a beautiful dream, the dream is difficult to realize, who knows my mood at this time. Tears in front of the pillow and rain in front of the curtain drop through a window.
Liu's Luo Yin
It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye. I'm still hesitating about my own flight, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
Folding willow
Jianwu Shi
Seeing Yang Liuchun by the roadside, I folded it all again. This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year.
Willow on the levee Dai Shulun
The weeping willows are full of silk, and spring comes to weave parting. Pedestrians climb, and now when my heart is breaking.
Bai Juyi in Yi Liu
I once planted willows in the south of the Yangtze River in spring and bid farewell to the south of the Yangtze River twice in spring. Looking back at the green river, I don't know who Pan Zhe is.
Courage in "Spring River Willow"
The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.