Ancient poems praising the spring breeze

The spring breeze brings joy to the horse's hoof disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day. Meng Jiao's "After Admission"

The spring breeze is not far away, only at the east end of the house. Yu Qian's "It's Very Cold in Taiyuan on New Year's Eve"

With the sound of firecrackers, the new year comes, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? Wang Anshi's "Mooring in Guazhou"

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

Sometimes it rains at three or two o'clock, and there are ten and five flowers everywhere. This is the Qingming Festival. "Two Poems of Cold Food" by Li Shanfu of the Tang Dynasty

The spring water of the Yangtze River is dyed green, and the water from the lotus leaves is as big as Qian Tang Zhangji. "Spring Farewell Song"

The east wind sprinkles rain and dew, bringing spring to the world. Tang Li Bai's "Farewell to Qi Ang's Drops in Bazhong"

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the duck's prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

Su Shi's "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River""