Mao Zedong
Wind and rain send spring home, flying snow welcomes spring.
It is already a cliff full of ice, and there are beautiful flowers.
Joe doesn't fight for spring, he only reports it.
When the flowers bloom, she laughs in the bushes.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and hanling opens them alone.
It's not snow in the distance, because there's a smell coming.
Buzo Yongmei
Song luyou
Broken bridge outside the post, lonely and ownerless.
It's already dusk, and it's getting stormier.
I have no desire for spring, and everyone is jealous.
Scattered into mud, ground into dust, only fragrance remains.
Liu Yong and Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand tapestries covered with green silk,
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The cold wind in early spring
Lakeside temple at dawn
Yang Wanli
After all, in mid-June,
The scenery is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves are infinitely green,
Lotus flowers that reflect sunlight are different in color.
Takeishi
Adhere to the castle peak and not relax, the root is breaking the rock.
After many trials and tribulations, it is still strong, and there are winds in the east, west, north and south.
There is also Yang Wanli's Bai Juyi's In Yuan Town.