Dawn of spring
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Jiangnan spring
Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.
More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
The Willow
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Xiao sees the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguan City are heavy.
In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep. It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?
Jiang Nanchun: Thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River, full of singing and dancing, pink and green, a scene full of spring. In villages near the water and battlements surrounded by mountains, there are wine flags fluttering in the wind everywhere. There are temples full of cigarettes, and pavilions stand in the misty rain.
Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willow branches hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently. Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.
The good rain in "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" seems to pick a season. When spring comes, it will quietly rain in the spring breeze at night. With the spring breeze, it comes quietly at night and moistens everything silently. The sky in the field path is dark, and only a little fishing fire on the fishing boat by the river emits a ray of light, which is particularly bright.