Tang Bai Juyi
On February 2, it was sunny and rainy, and grass sprouted for a while.
Light shirt, fine horse spring boy, cross full of words.
On February 2nd, after the rain, the sun was shining, the earth was full of vitality, and hundreds of herbs sprouted, which was the perfect time for an outing. A group of teenagers wearing light-colored shirts and leading horses are walking slowly, full of spring and poetry.
February 2(nd)
Tang Li Shangyin
On February 2nd, spring outing to the riverside, the spring breeze and sunny and warm music are melodious.
The stamens are like willow buds and graceful eyes, and the purple bees and butterflies hover, which is more slender.
He has been back to his hometown for three years. He has been in his hometown for three years.
The river on the new beach doesn't understand my mind, and the eaves beaten by wind and rain seem to be very loud.
A rising tide lifts all boats along the Chunjiang River, and the flowing water in the new beach sounds like a cheerful and sweet Haruka to ordinary spring travelers, but it sounds like the bleak sound between the eaves at midnight to the ears of homesick travelers, constantly stirring their minds.
It can't rain on February 2nd.
thunder
After a long time, mustard simmers in the south soup, and the festive mud is deep.
I want to see the good dishes in my hometown. There are springs and windmills.
In the Song Dynasty, there was a custom of picking vegetables on February 2 every year, but it was rainy and slippery on February 2 this year, so I couldn't go out to pick vegetables and make soup. I had to sit at home and recall the lush vegetables in my hometown garden, as if I heard the sound of pulleys attracting spring water again.
A year's plan starts with spring. Sow in spring, harvest in autumn, and happiness is hard earned. So, friends, come on!
May each of us be worthy of spring and ourselves.