Niaomingjian
Author: Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Looking for flowers by the river alone
Author: Du Fu
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Send spring
Author: Wang Ling
In March, the residual flowers bloom even more, and the small eaves swallow day by day. Zi Gui still cries blood in the middle of the night, so he doesn't believe that the east wind can't call him back.
Quatrain
Author: Du Fu
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Out of the suburbs
Author: Yang Shen
The fields on the hillside are like stairs, and the rows of neat fields on the plain are like chessboards. The egret suddenly flew into the rice field and found a white spot on a green seedling.