The north wind blows and the white grass breaks, and the sky is full of snow in August.
Suddenly like a spring breeze coming overnight, thousands of pear trees bloom.
-----Cen Shen's "Bai Xuege Sends Magistrate Wu Back to the Capital"
I parked my car and sat in the maple forest at night, the frost leaves are as red as the February flowers.
------Du Mu's "Mountain Journey"
There are flowers flying everywhere in the spring city, and the cold food and winter wind keep the willows from slanting.
-----Han Ling's "Cold Food"
Near the cold food, the rain grass is luxuriant, and the wheat seedlings are covered with wind and willows reflect the embankment.
-----Anonymous "Miscellaneous Poems"
The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.
-----Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
The lotus breeze brings fragrance, and the bamboo dew drops make a clear sound.
-----Meng Haoran's "The Southern Pavilion in Summer"
Three hundred miles across the Jinghu Lake, there are lotus blossoms.
-----Li Bai's "Midnight Summer Song"
The sky is filled with slender clouds and there is no river, and the breeze blows the moon in the sky.
------Han Yu's "A Gift to Zhang Gongcao on the Night of August 15th"
The distant night is clear, and the west wind produces green roses. The remaining fireflies perch on the jade dew, and the early geese point to the Milky Way. The trees in the tall trees are dense with dawn, and the mountains in the distance are more sunny.
-----Xu Hun's "Early Autumn"
The lotus leaves touching the sky are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers reflecting the sun are uniquely red.
----- Yang Wanli's "Sent Off to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple at Dawn"
Jasper is made up to the height of a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I wonder who cuts the thin leaves? The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
------"Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is covered with wormwood and short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
-----Su Shi's "Evening Scene of Chonghui Chongchun River"
The spring scenery in the garden cannot be contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
-- ---Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It"