Ancient poems describing spring willows

The ancient poems describing Spring Willow are as follows:

willow

Author: He

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Meet sb. leave

Author: Wang Zhihuan

A willow tree in the spring breeze presents a green color along the royal river bank. It's not so convenient to have a rest recently. It should be because there are too many people.

Liu Xin

Author: Yang Wanli

Wicker brushed a hundred feet of silver pond. It was dark green with only light yellow. Wicker can not be dipped in water, but the willow shadow in the water guides him to grow.

willow

Author: Ceng Gong

Chaos is not yet yellow, leaning against the east wind. I wonder if there is frost in heaven and earth.

Yang Liuzhi ci

Author: Bai Juyi

The spring breeze swayed the willow branches in the wind, and the tender buds gave off a light yellow softer than silk. Always in the west corner of Fengfang, never a day, whose willow is this?