Poetry describing spring:
Grass
Bai Juyi
Li Liyuan went to grass,
One year old A withered glory.
The wildfire cannot be burned out,
The spring breeze blows and it is born again
Spring Dawn
Meng Haoran
Spring Sleep Unaware of dawn,
hear birds singing everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain at night,
how many flowers have fallen.
happy spring night rain< /p>
Du Fu
Good rain knows the season,
When spring happens.
Sneak into the night with the wind,
Moisturizing Objects are soft and silent.
Ode to the Willow
He Zhizhang
The jasper is as high as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
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I don’t know who cut out the thin night,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Spring day
Zhu Xi
Shengri Looking for beauty on the shore of Surabaya,
The boundless scenery is new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind,
It is always spring with its colorful colors.
Evening View of the Spring River in Huichong
Su Shi
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo,
The duck is a prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
< p>The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds are short,It’s the time when the pufferfish is about to come.