Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Gala, and a misty rain chills apricot flowers. (Don Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion)
Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Don Cen Can's Song of Snow White Farewell to Tian Shuji's Home)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wei's "Birding Creek")
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Tang Sikongshu, "Jiangcun is a thing")
On the way to Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers bloomed in Tingzhou. (Song Daoqian's Linping Road)
Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Tang Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the prophet of warming ducks by the river. (Stone "Night Scene by the Hui Chong River")
The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. (Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing the Forest in Jingci Temple")
Pear flower garden melts the moon, catkin pond is light wind. (Shu's "The Voice Between the Lines")
Say it's flowers, not flowers, say it's fog? Not fog. It came in the middle of the night and left at dawn. -From the Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi's flowers are not flowers.
Flowers have nothing to say, and the green window is spring. -From the Qing Dynasty: Wang Guowei's "Dead Hua Lian Read Endless Parting Bitterness"
Flowers fade, flowers fly all over the sky, who pity the red incense? -From the Qing Dynasty: Cao Xueqin's Burying Flowers
The moon is dark and foggy, so I can go to Lang's side tonight. -From the Five Dynasties: Li Yu's Bodhisattva Man, Flower Moon, Dark Cage and Light Fog