What are the poems about spring breeze, spring flowers and spring rain?

1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran: Chun Xiao)

2. But three wisps of spring reported that how much love does this inch-long grass have? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia)

4. Good rain knows the season, and spring comes. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")

Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass))

If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for Farmers")

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen: (Jihai chores))

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi: "Singing Willow")

10. Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall. (Ye Shaoweng: The garden is worth visiting)