If you have nothing in the south of the Yangtze River, just give me a spring branch. ——Lu Kai's "Poem to Fan Ye"
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. ——Su Shi's "Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong/Dawn Scene on the Spring River in Huichong"
The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine back on me? ——Wang Anshi's "Mooring Boats in Guazhou"
On the sunny day, you can find beauty on the Surabaya shore, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors. ——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"
In Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants. ——Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"
The dawn is cold outside the green poplar smoke, and the spring is stirring on the red apricot branches. ——Song Qi's "Jade House Spring·Spring Scene"
The loving peony contains spring tears, and the powerless rose lies on the dawn branch. ——Qin Guan's "Spring Day"
On a spring trip, apricot blossoms blow all over your head. ——Wei Zhuang's "Spring Tour in Sidi Township"
Spring banquet, a glass of green wine and a song. ——Feng Yansi, "The Longevity Girl: Spring Banquet"
Early orioles are vying for warmth in several places, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. ——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
——He Zhizhang's "Ode to Willows/Cimeter of Willow Branches"