Poems describing spring:
Grass
Bai Juyi
Li Liyuan grows on grass,
one year old A withering glory.
The wildfire cannot be burned out,
The spring breeze blows and it is born again
Spring Dawn
Meng Haoran
Spring Sleep I don't know the dawn,
I hear birds singing everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night,
How many flowers have fallen.
Rain on a spring night< /p>
Du Fu
A good rain knows the season,
When spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing Objects are delicate and silent.
Yong Willow
He Zhizhang
Jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
p>I don’t know who cut out the thin night,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Spring day
Zhu Xi
Shengri Looking for beauty on the shore of Surabaya,
The boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind,
It is always spring with its colorful colors.
Evening Scenery of the Spring River in Huichong
Su Shi
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
A duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
< p>The ground is covered with wormwood and artemisia and the reed buds are short,It is the time when the pufferfish is about to bloom.
Spring
The flowers are like clouds
Fragrant The grass sprouts new
After three seasons
You
Still the same as before
The breeze blows on your face
The drizzle moistens your face Eyebrows
Insomnia for three nights
I
My beauty seems to be fading
Not pure
Nor charming
Concentrate for three seconds
Mood
As drunk as fine wine
Come for you
Sleepless for you
More than just three autumns
Memories
The fragrance that is better than the ancient dragon
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new
The new is still the same