Poetry about spring and love

Soon this seed of love will take root and sprout.

Spring sorrow-ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.

The silence of spring-the rain brought by spring tide comes late and comes in a hurry, and no one crosses the boat in the wild.

Spring dream-when you are on your pillow, you can travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.

Spring thoughts-the spring heart is not * * * flowers contend for hair, even if this flame of love, is it only ashes? .

Spring is a season full of vigor and vitality.

I believe that love will be more successful in spring.

Flowers bloom in early spring, and towering poplars bloom in early spring, without beauty, fragrance and makeup. Flowers fall in the land of acacia, who will pity the vicissitudes of flowers? Arctic county

A slice of plum (Li Qingzhao) and red lotus root fragrance. Gently untie Luo Shang and go to Lan alone. Who sent the brocade book, the word geese returned, and the moon was full of the West Building.