1, "Yong Liu" He: Jasper dressed as a tree, with thousands of strands of moss tapestries hanging down. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
The tall willow is covered with new green leaves, just like a dressed beauty; Thousands of weeping willows flutter gently like green ribbons; I don't know who cut the thin willow leaves like scissors. It was the spring breeze in February.
2, "Looking at Hanyang Liuse to Send Wang Zi" Li Bai: On the willow on the Hanyang River, looking for visitors to lead the east branch. Flowers and trees are like snow, making a mess. The spring breeze conveyed my meaning, and the vegetation is known. It's not too late to come to the west.
On the bank of Hanyang River, willows curl, and I fondle the willow branches facing east. Now is the time when the willows are fluttering, and the trees are like snow and silk. Sprinkle my homesickness into the spring breeze, and every grass and tree knows my deep affection for you. Send a poem to thank you, a county magistrate in quietism. Have you decided when to come to the west?
3, "Send Yuan Er An Xi" Wang Wei: Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west.
A spring rain in the morning of the Acropolis moistened the faint dust, and the willow branches and leaves around the guest house were fresh and tender. An old friend buys you another drink. It's hard to see old relatives when you leave Yangguan for the west.