Poetry in spring

Partridges and cardamom are full of spring.

Zhang [Song]

Cardamom is full of spring. A thin shirt with a waist wind. At first glance, the world is like a jade pool, and the moon palace is empty. Small eyebrows, Yun Song in a bun. Deception is also carelessness. There should be no hiding place, and the peach blossoms are full of rain and red.

Quail day

Zhang [Song]

Cardamom is full of spring. A thin shirt with a waist wind. At first glance, the world is like a jade pool, and the moon palace is empty.

Small eyebrows, Yun Song in a bun. Deception is also carelessness. There should be no hiding place, and the peach blossoms are full of rain and red.

Ruan Langgui

Hu [Song]

Xie Niang's poems have a family style Blowing the window is the same as clearing the sky. Talking and laughing with Hongliang. The boudoir is full of joy.

Come to the Moon Palace and go to the Pearl Palace. Spring is strong in the world. A statue of a fairy wishes Fangcong. Flat peach is chitose red.

Dream of red berries.

Dong Shouzheng [Ming Dynasty]

Spring is as strong as wine, so put on some jade. Looking at it through the fence, I half spit cold buttons.

You know, you know, but it's like leaning on tea.

(of literary or artistic works) inspired by what you see.

Lu Shao [Qing Dynasty]

The firewood on the edge of the cloud is a trace, and Yan is full of red spring. I dreamed that Wan Li came home last night, and now it's stormy.

Birds flying through the flowers fly out of the sparse forest, and the sound from the other side reaches the temple bell in the distance. Only the Guanshan bright moon is good, and the highest peak hangs obliquely.