This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken.
Bai Juyi's Farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow tall again in the spring breeze.
Du Fu in 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.
Wild trails and clouds are all black, and rivers and boats are bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Song of Chile
Yinshan chilechuan,
The sky is like a vault, and the cage covers all the fields.
The sky is gray and wild,
When the wind blows, I see cattle and sheep below.
Say goodbye to the viceroy and go to Bo for his post.
Across the wall of Sanqin, across a layer of fog, across a river.
We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
However, as long as China keeps our friendship, heaven will remain our neighbor.
Why linger at the fork in the road, the child is stained with towels.