Who can help me find beautiful sentences or poems about flowers, preferably withered flowers?

Flowers from Shui Piao to water, one kind of lovesickness, two places of leisure. There is no way to eliminate this situation, only frown and mind. Li Qingzhao, a piece of plum

The wind has stopped the dust, the fragrant flowers have blossomed, and I am tired of combing my hair at night. Things are people, not everything. When you want to talk, your tears will flow first.

If you like such sad sentences, I suggest you look at Li Qingzhao's ci. She likes flowers, and the words written in her later years have a sad feeling, and there are flowers, and the words are exquisite and unique.