This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Yu, "Early Spring is a member of the Ministry of Water Resources"
There is a lot of silk rain over the Capital Avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass in the distance is faintly connected, but it looks sparse and sporadic at close range. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring in the city of green willows.
2. In the spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. -Don Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn"
In spring, when I woke up, I didn't realize that it was already dawn and birds were singing everywhere. Recall how many fragrant spring flowers were blown down by the wind and rain last night.
There is a water room in Guazhou, Jingkou, and Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains.
The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
Standing at Guazhou Ferry, looking south, there is only one Yangtze River between Jingkou and Guazhou, and Zhongshan, where I live, is hidden behind several mountains. The warm spring breeze once again blew the fields in the south of the Yangtze River green. When will the bright moon shine on me and return to my home at the foot of Zhongshan Mountain?
4, should pity the fangs and print the moss, and buckle the firewood 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 Songshao Weng's "The Garden Is Not Worth"
Perhaps the owner of the garden was worried that my clogs would trample his precious moss and tap Chai Men lightly, but no one came to open it for a long time. But the spring scenery in this garden can't be caged after all. Look, there is a pink apricot flower on the wall.
5, Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"
The flowers in the yellow silk girl covered the path, and thousands of flowers bent lower and lower from the ground. The colorful butterflies in the fragrant flowers have been dancing, and the free and soft oriole just cried with joy.