1. Poetry is everywhere, and everything is at any time. Song. Ling Mei by Zhang Daoqi
2. Spring City is full of flowers. -Tang dynasty. Cold food in Han Hong
If you fold a piece of incense in your hand, there should be no incense in the world. -Wang Song Anshi's Melody Song
4. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. -Song Song Qi's "Yu Lou Chun"
Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall. -Ye Songshao Weng's "The Garden is Worthless"
6. It is always spring that waits to see the east wind. -Spring in Song Zhuxi.
7. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Memories"
8. A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery. -Wang Song Anshi's poem about pomegranate flowers
9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. Song. Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
10. The thin shadow is shallow and fragrant at dusk. -Song Linbu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden.
1 1. In the city, peaches and plums are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse in Xitou is in spring. -Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Day. Fu represents others.
12. The spring breeze does not lift the ban, and it is foggy and chaotic. -Song Yan Shu's "Stepping on the Sand"
13. In February and March, grass and water are the same color. -Zhu Meng, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu
14. There are many grasses in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring. -Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
15. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers reflect sunlight in different colors. Song. Yang Wanli's "Seeing Lin Zifang at Dawn in Jingci Temple"
16. I can't help falling flowers, but I feel deja vu. -Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
17. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is even more flowerless. -Tang dynasty. Yuan Zhen's chrysanthemum
18. The forest is full of new green, and Xiao Lei hides a little red. -Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation has not opened Haitang"
19. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs.
2 1. Xiao He just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head. -Song Yang Wanli's "Little Pool"
22. The leaves of Chuyang have withered and rained all night, the water is clear and round, and the wind and lotus are lifted one by one. -Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Covering.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. -"Singing Willow" by Tang He Zhang Zhi
24. stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. -Don Mutu's mountain road
25. There are many fish in the sea. -Su Song Shi's "Dead"
26. Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. -Don Bai Juyi's Biegu Grass.
27. The rain in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is not far away. -Tang Hanyu's Light Rain in Early Spring.
28. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken! Don. Meng Haoran's Spring Dawn
29. Cicada makes the forest quiet, while Tonamiyama is more hidden. -Southern Dynasties. Beam. Wang Ji's "If you are in Xi"
30. The birds on the river wall are too white and the mountains are blue and white. -Tang Du Fu's Two Poems
3 1. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating. -Su Song Shi's 78. Night view by the river
32. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can live without horseshoes. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
33. You can see through a butterfly, but dragonflies fly slowly. -Tang Du Fu's "Qujiang"
34. A crane in the clear sky clouds, bringing poetry to the blue night. -Liu Tang Yuxi's autumn poems