Qin Guan: The willows in the West City make the spring soft, moving away from sorrow, and the tears are hard to hold back.
Xin Qiji: The soft mulberry trees on the road have broken buds, and some silkworm seeds have grown in the east neighborhood. The fine grass in the plain hills chirps yellow calves, and in the cold forest there are dusk crows in the setting sun.
Li Qingzhao: The wind is soft and the sun is thin, but spring is still early. I am in a good mood with my shirt on. It's slightly cold when I wake up, and the plum blossoms on my temples are still intact.
Yang Wanli: The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water.
Huang Tingjian: Thunder shook the sky and earth, dragons and snakes stung, and rain fell on the grass and trees in the countryside.
Li Yu: Don’t come in the middle of spring, it will touch your eyes and break your heart. The fallen plum blossoms are like snow, and they are still full after being brushed.
Li Qingzhao: Dark and light yellow body with soft nature, only the fragrance remains. Why does it need light green and deep red? It is naturally the best among flowers.
Zhou Bangyan: Changting Road should have more than a thousand feet of flexible strips every year.
Wang Anshi: The small bridge on the flat bank is embraced by thousands of mountains. The soft blue water lingers with flowers and grass. The hut has several graceful windows.
Cao Zhi: The soft branches are growing slowly, and the leaves are falling gracefully.
Guan Hanqing: The flowers climb with tender red stamens, the willows break with soft green strips, and the prodigal son is romantic. With my hand in breaking willows and climbing flowers, the flowers and willows have fallen into pieces.
Wang Pu: Jujube flowers can become fruit even when they are small, but mulberry leaves can spin silk even though they are soft.
Cao Zhi: Qin Zheng is so generous, Qi Se is gentle and gentle.
Gu Taiqing: Thin and soft strips are only a few feet long, Qianxun started from a small cause. Green clouds cover the sun and the trees ring. After the child is born, remember the flower grower.
Wang Anshi: The stream flows silently around the bamboo, and the flowers and grass in the west of the bamboo make the spring soft.
He Zhu: Why are the kings and grandsons so silent? They say goodbye on the soft mulberry road. Swallowing farewell, water flowing from the head, sobbing for others.
Wang Shipeng: The fallen trees rustle, and the honeysuckle vomits under the glass leaves. Plain fragrant soft tree. It is elegantly called Yourenqu.
Dao Qian: Fengpu hunts and hunts to find out the softness, but the dragonfly is not free to stand.
Li Bai: The fragrant grass is soft and beautiful, and the white dew reminds the cold clothes.
Wang Shizhen: The soft green pole adds to the plum rain, and the light yellow shirt withstands the wind of lotus root silk.