There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet is warming up the river. -Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong"
The lotus leaves are infinitely blue in the next day, and the lotus flowers are different in color when reflected in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Dawn Out of Jingci Temple to Send Lin Zifang"
In April, the beauty of the world is exhausted, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom. -Bai Juyi's "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple"
Xiao He only showed his sharp horns, and dragonflies stood on his head long ago. -Yang Wanli's "Little Pond"
Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Zhihe's
There are several plums in the corner. -Wang Anshi's "Mei"
The shadows are horizontal and the water is shallow, and the faint fragrance floats at dusk. -Lin Bu's "Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden One"
Peach, plum, spring breeze, a glass of wine, a ten-year lamp in the rivers and lakes. -Huang tingjian's
was the plum, when you passed my silken window, opening its first cold blossom?. -Wang Wei's "Three Miscellaneous Poems"
The masonry falls like snow, and it is still full after being brushed all over. -Li Yu's "qingpingle, don't come to the spring half"
dances low in the heart of the willow building, and the song is the bottom wind of the peach blossom fan. -Yan Jidao's "Partridge Sky, Colorful Sleeves, Holding the Jade Bell Attentively"
Lotus leaves hate being born in spring, and hate being born in autumn when they are dry. -Li shangyin's solo tour of Qujiang in late autumn
peaches and dew seeds are planted in the sky, and apricots are planted on the clouds in the sun. —— Gao Chan's "The Next, the Last, and the Forever Noble Assistant"
Peach blossoms are blooming without owners, and they are lovely and deep red and love light red. -Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the Riverside, Part V"
The lotus leaf skirt is cut in one color, and the hibiscus opens to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling's "Two Songs of Picking Lotus"
The first tree in Xiyan Lake, my home, is blossoming with light ink marks. -Wang Mian's "Mo Mei"
Cong Ju shed tears on another day, and she was alone in her boat. -Du Fu's Eight Poems of Autumn Prosperity Part I
This figure is worn in the ice and snow forest, and different peaches and plums are mixed. -Wang Mian's "Bai Mei"
In the city, peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and in spring, shepherd's purse flowers are in the stream. -Xin Qiji's "Partridge Sky, Softly Mulberry Breaking the Bud"