Poetry describing joy

The spring breeze brings joy to the horse's hoof disease, and I can see all the flowers in Chang'an in one day.

——"After Enrollment" Meng Jiao

Ma Rufei returned from admiring the flowers, and Ma Rufei was weak in drinking.

It’s already dusk when I wake up from the wine, and when I wake up, it’s already dusk and I’m back from admiring the flowers.

——Su Shi (One Talk about Qin Guan)

The apes on both sides of the strait can’t stop crying, and the boat has passed the Ten Thousand Mountains.

——"Early Departure from Baidi City" by Li Bai

A short awning is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east bridge.

The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.

——"Quequa" Monk Zhinan heard that the army was taking over Henan and Hebei

Suddenly there was a rumor outside the sword that Jibei was taken over. When he first heard about it, his clothes were filled with tears.

But seeing where his wife was worried, she was filled with poems and books filled with joy.

You have to indulge in drinking while singing in the daytime. Youth is a companion for returning home.

That is to say, we crossed Wu Gorge from Ba Gorge and then went down to Xiangyang to Luoyang.

But inside, I saw where my wife was worried, and she was filled with poems and books and was wild with joy