The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
Tang Hanyu in early spring
The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.
Spring tour of Qiantang River; Bai Juyi s Farewell to Ancient Grass in Tang Dynasty;
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Wei Wuying in Xixi, Chuzhou
Alone, pitied by grass and streams,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,
Wild crossing, no boat crossing.
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.