The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight Fang Fei.
When the sun sets, it is beautiful, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant.
Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and the spring river warms the duck prophet.
The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches.
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
Knowing the east wind is always spring.
These flowers are becoming more and more charming.
Spring can't close the garden, and an apricot will go out of the wall.
5 blowing your face is not cold.
The louvered pavilion is sunny and the western hills are breezy.
Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers.
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Wet with clothes, apricot blossoms and rain
The drizzle turned the beautiful streets into cream-
Besides firecrackers, the spring breeze warms Tu Su.
A year's plan starts with spring.