Inscribed on the Peach Blossoms of Dalin Temple
Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
The beauty of April in the world is over, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.
Eternally regretting the return of spring, there is no place to look for, and I don’t know where to turn.
April in the Countryside
(Southern Song Dynasty) Weng Juan
The mountains are green and the rivers are full of white.
The rain is like smoke amid the sound of Zi Gui.
There are few idle people in the countryside in April.
They are planting sericulture and planting fields. Farewell to Chen Zhangfu
p>Li Qi (Tang Dynasty)
In April, the south wind blows, the barley turns yellow, the jujube flowers have not yet fallen, and the tung leaves are long.
We see each other again in the morning and evening on the green hills, and we go out neighing to miss our hometown.
How magnanimous Chen Hou’s body is, his beard and eyebrows are still broad.
I have ten thousand volumes of books stored in my belly, but I refuse to bow my head in the grass.
I drink too much wine at the east gate, but my mind is light and everything is like a feather.
I lie drunk and don’t know the sunset. Sometimes I look at the solitary clouds in the sky.
The waves on the long river are so dark that the boat can’t stop at Jinkou to cross.
Travelers from the state of Zheng did not reach home, and their journey to Luoyang was empty and they sighed.
I have many acquaintances in the old forest. How was yesterday and today when I was dismissed from office?