In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
2, I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Wei in Xixi Chuzhou
There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. The shadow of the sunset shone into the depths of the forest, and the scenery on the moss was pleasant. -Wang Wei's Chai Lu
It is common to see the house of the King of Qi, and Cui has heard of it several times before. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. -Du Fu on meeting Li Guinian downstream.
5, winning the day to find the waterfront, boundless scenery. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. -Zhu's Spring Day
6. Huang Siniang's maiden is full of flowers, thousands of flowers are low, and butterflies dance from time to time. -Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
7, the grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind. -Gao Ding's "Country House"
8, the red crown on the head does not need to be cut, covered with snow to the future. It didn't dare to cry all its life. When it was called, the door of every family was opened. -Tang Yin's "Painting Chicken"
9, jasper makeup into a tree height, ten thousand hanging moss tapestry. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He Zhangzhi's Singing Willow
10, you should pity the fangs and print moss, and Chai Fei will not open for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. -Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden is Affordable"
1 1, the incense burner in Rizhao rises purple smoke, and the waterfall hangs thousands of rivers. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth. -Li Bai's Looking at Lushan Waterfall
12, thread in loving mother's hand, making clothes for wayward boy's body. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? -Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons