All the cherries that are hard to offer in the ancestral temple have fallen-they have all gone with the spring.
Light a cherry and shine on it, and it will be like snow. Xin Qiji, Manjiang red lit cherry
Like fire cherry, like snow tea.
The streamer easily dumped people, turning cherries into red and plantains into green. Jie Jiang's "A plum, a boat crossing the Wujiang River"
Spring is easy to pass away and people can't catch up. Cherry is red, ripe, banana is green again, spring goes and summer comes.
Cherry blossoms and pear blossoms make you heartbroken. Young Tang Dynasty: Han Wo
When the flowers on the cherry tree wither, the pears bloom again. At this time, the two people were heartbroken and had nowhere to comfort.
As soon as I rode on the smile of smoke and smoke, no one knew that the fresh fruit litchi was sent from the south. Du Mu's Three Poems of Crossing Huaqing Palace
As soon as I rode, the smoke billowed and the princess smiled. No one knows that the south has sent litchi fresh fruit.
300 lychees a day, I will grow up to be a Lingnan person without hesitation. Su Shi, the unique art of Huizhou
If I eat 300 lychees every day, I would like to be a Lingnan person forever.
In full of green, a large area of water west of Jinjiang, litchi on the hillside ripens after rain. Chengdu Quzhangji
To the west of Jinjiang, it is magnificent, with clear water and green mountains. Litchi ripened on the hillside after the rain.
Litchi red on both sides of the strait, in the misty rain. Li Shizhong, Bodhisattva Man, the devil cried his eyes out.
Litchi on both sides of the strait is delicate and red; The drizzle enveloped thousands of families.
Quiet and quiet small yard, I lay on a bamboo mat, cool all over; Pomegranate flowers in full bloom outside the window, through the hanging bamboo curtain, reflected Hong Ying. "Xia Yi" Su Shunqin
Pomegranate flowers are in full bloom outside the window, and the virtual hall is red through the hanging bamboo curtain.
The dark emerald eyebrow makes the day lily pale; The red skirt makes the pomegranate flowers in May jealous. The beginning of "Five Days of Visiting Prostitutes"
The dark eyebrows dwarf the day lily; The fiery red skirt makes the pomegranate flowers in May jealous.