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.
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. Xin Qiji: Qingpingle Village Residence
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue. Li Shutong: Goodbye.
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden.
1. Plum blossoms and bamboos were not seen, and they blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake")
2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, but it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)
3. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")
6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")
7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
8. The south wind turned yellow in April, and the jujube flowers did not fall. (Li Wei, "Farewell, My Friend Chen")
9. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river plumbing duck prophet. (Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene")
10. The moon melts in the Pear Garden, and there is a faint wind in the catkin pond. (Yan Shu's "Morality")