Fu de gu Cao yuan parting
Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
and
Chuncao
Don
Walking around the roadside every day, roots are everywhere.
Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.
What these two poems want to express.