Implication
Author: Yan Shu
The incense carts on the oil wall no longer meet, and the clouds in the gorge leave no trace from the west to the east.
The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and there is a gentle breeze in the catkin pond.
After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I was desolate and stopped smoking.
Why do you want to send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same strengths.
Early summer in Kezhong
Author: Sima Guang
In April, the rain suddenly clears up, and the weather in Nanshan becomes clear.
There are no catkins blowing in the wind, only sunflowers leaning toward the sun.
Traveling on the Shasha
Author: Xie Yi
The catkins are gentle in the wind and the pear blossoms are raining lightly.
The curtains of Chunyin Courtyard hang down to the ground.
A small bridge crosses the shadow of Bixi River, and a solitary smoke rises from Qinglian City.
The mirror is about love, and the heart of the piano is broken and sleepy.
The light cold desert invades the mandarin duck quilt.
When I wake up from wine, the clouds scatter on my face and my face turns red. When I dream of returning to the mountain, the green between my frowning brows is green.
People crossing south/grateful to the emperor
Author: He Zhu
Lan Zhi is all over Fangzhou, wandering across the road. Luo socks are born in dust.
Welcome. The servant girl's hair is neatly trimmed, and her emotions are difficult to express.
The soft breeze blows the catkins. People are crossing south.
Looking back on old travels, there are countless mountains. The bottom of the flower is deep.
Where. Half-yellow plums, a curtain of rain in the evening.
The broken soul is distributed. Spring is about to go.
Huanxisha
Author: Ye Mengde
The time outside is not spring. Let the scenery accompany the good times.
Who cares if you are drunk?
The catkins are still floating in the garden and it is snowing, and the pear blossoms are filled with dreamy clouds.
The bamboo fence falls into the waterside gate.
Die Lianhua
Author: Zhang Xiaoxiang
Just like a tree with red apricot blossoms, when you pick it up, there are countless green seeds.
The spring shadows in the desert are entangled with catkins. One day the wind and rain will pass.
When spring comes home, peony and cherries are blooming in the mountains, which is a great place to find their fragrance.
Three hundred acres of green lotus surround the courtyard. Leave spring with me and promise spring.
Die Lianhua
Author: Zhu Shuzhen
Thousands of willows hang down outside the building.
If you want to retain your youth, you will have to live in spring for a short period of time. Catkins blowing in front of the wind alone.
Follow the spring and see where it goes. The green mountains and rivers smell of Du Yu.
Just be ruthless and don’t worry about others’ suffering.
Send wine to Chunchun without saying a word. It was raining lightly at dusk.
Chou Nuerling/Picking Mulberries
Author: Kang Yu
Feng Yi cut into pieces of Chengxi to practice, and flew down to the same cloud.
No trace on the ground. Catkins and plum blossoms are everywhere in spring.
The night in Shanyin is as bright as day, and the moon is full in front of the village.
Don’t cover the stream gate. I'm afraid there will be people riding in a small boat.
Die Lianhua
Author: Wu Lizhi
The ground is covered with red and it has just passed the rain. Green trees form shade, and purple swallows dance in the wind.
Tobacco slump lingers on the alley. When the day is long, people sit quietly in Zhuhu.
Agarwood incense sells freshly cut ramie. The pillow is hazy, and the orioles are heard singing under the flowers.
Spring dreams are still with the catkins. Fly over the east wall in a hurry.
Ten Beats/Breaking Time
Author: Zhao Shankan
The catkins are green and dark when they are flying, and spring is in full swing after they bloom.
The green curtain outside the flower is lost in wine and thoughts, and the clear light on the street collects the green mist.
Jiachen is March 3rd.
When a man meets a wandering girl, he walks on the grass and fights with a handsome boy.
Drunkenly leaning on the sill of the painting to the north, dreaming about the Qingjiang River to the south.
Fei Luan and ***.
Jade House Spring
Author: Zhao Changqing
Jiangcun Bailiu Spring is half the best. The pond is filled with spring water.
Winds and catkins dance like crazy, and the fragrance of orange flowers lingers under the pressure of rain.
Moxian Courtyard in Yinyin Lane. Xiaoli is in danger and shames Yanyan.
I don’t know why I haven’t returned home, but who can keep me company except my youth.
Lock the window for the cold/suohan window
Author: Wang Yisun
While the wine is drinking, the pear blossoms are urging poetry to the catkins, a window of spring resentment.
After the sparse rain, all the fragrant fragments on the steps were washed away.
Counting the east wind and the twenty-fourth event, I missed the West Garden banquet several times.
It is better to fly away to see the twin swallows in the old nest.
Seen before. The two moths are shallow. After we said goodbye, most of the scars remained.
Putting butterflies in the shadows of flowers, afraid of reading the poem inscribed with a fan.
Just rely on him and the flowing water to express your feelings, and the flush will not be farther away than spring.
But I am bored, sick and tired of drinking, and it’s a moonlit night in Tusiyuan.
Die Lian Hua
Author: He Menggui
The remaining hyacinth flowers blow the catkins. In the pond outside the willow, the baby swallows fly in time.
Momo Qingyun Mountain is about to live, half the village is smokey and the trees and doves are calling for the rain.
The bamboo courtyard is much deeper. People are idle in the depths, who knows the fun in idleness.
Play the Yao Qin and move the jade pillars. The ground is covered with moss and flowers are blooming at noon.
Moon over the Xijiang River
Author: Hu Yilong
The water is full of celery and fragrant swallowtails, and the deep forest wind warms the orioles.
A spring full of worries and opportunities. Forget about looking for beauty.
It is day and noon in the catkins pond, and the pear flower courtyard is dim.
The ileum is the ileum. Leaning against the moon in the west chamber.
Qingpingle
Author: Han Yi
Xiaoyun is in a mess. Light smoke in the sun.
The catkins are about to fly but have no strength.
The whole courtyard is green and quiet.
Smoke the incense and fall in love with the remaining coal. Paint Luo Yi to try out a new cut.
The spring is still a bit cold, and the silver screen is open late at night.
The five unique features of Kong Mizhou are Donglan pear blossoms
Author: Su Shi
The pear blossoms are pale white and the willows are dark green, and catkins fly all over the city.
Melancholy, two trees in the east column are covered with snow, and life can be seen so clearly.
Thirty Poems of Hewen and Keyangchuan Garden Hanlu Port
Author: Su Shi
The clear harbor is filled with spring light, and the catkins fly when the asparagus grows.
There is also the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, peach blossoms and flowing water.
Spring Twilight
Author: Anonymous
In March, the spring days on the lake are long, and the east wind warms the grass.
Visitors get tired when the cherries are ripe, and swallows are busy when catkins fly.
Three Poems from Jiangning's Jiaokou
Author: Wang Anshi
A wine flag in Cangzhou, a hut, and smoke rising alone at noon across the woods.
The clear sun on the river is warm and the reed flowers are turning, just like catkins in the spring breeze.
Spring Day Poems
Author: Chang Mou
The spring is late in the courtyard, and all the flowers have fallen, the bees and butterflies are happy
The catkins follow the wind freely No matter what, no one knows who flies into the bridal chamber.
The embroidery in the painting hall hangs on the red door at dusk, and the jade furnace burns out the agarwood sticks.
The half-coated tent stands on Quping Mountain, and the two swallows are talking among the beams in the sun.
The beautiful woman gathers her emerald eyebrows when she sleeps, and her clothes are so strong that Linluan can't see them.
The swing outside the door smiles, and the pedestrians immediately return heartbroken.
Twenty-four poems on fans
Author: Cao Xun
The east wind has passed and the sky is clear, but there are still catkins flying.
The windows are quiet when the bead curtains are rolled up, and the fresh green shines clearly.
Feng Qiwu
Author: Anonymous Song Dynasty
Spring is late in the green and dark red, and swallows hold mud in their mouths and fly into the weeping poplars.
The willow catkins are about to stop and the wind cannot stop them, and the sound of cuckoos is heard in countless mountains.
The bamboo sticks and mango shoes have no definite basis. They pass through the south of the river and are on the single-plank bridge road.
The woodcutter and the fisherman come and go, who is the master of the river, the wind and the moon?
Kuaixuan Shuhuai
Author: Bai Yuchan
The trees are full of peonies, one after another red, and the wine glasses are not left empty when guests come.
Spring scenery is divided into two parts, and the scenery in one place is the same.
The willow catkins are broken and it rains all night, and the peach blossoms fly down in the late morning wind.
I drank with you until it was like mud. I want to stick my stick to the east tomorrow.
Wild Scenery
Author: Chen Pu
The strong wind and willow catkins clutter the creek bridge, and a wisp of light smoke is far away in the wild.
A fisherman alone occupies the river, and a farmer and his father accompany him on the mountainside.
The orioles turn a hundred times to take advantage of the red sun, and the egrets ascend to the blue sky.
I'm afraid that time flies so fast that the former village can't bear to listen to it.
Wu Jing Shu Huai
Author: Chen Zhu
The eaves and horses of the virtual studio come from Dingdong, but they are in the language of orioles and swallows.
I was trying to find information about the flowers, but I didn’t know that the catkins had drifted with the wind.
It was suddenly warm on March 4th
Author: Fan Chengda
The sun was clear and the weather was warm at night.
The place where the catkins are stained with mud is as warm as the shadow of a locust tree turning to noon.
Mr. Ci Yunle sent eight poems to Wuzhongjian
Author: Fan Chengda
Send the spring rain to swell the beach, and the lotus leaves and catkins in the fields.
I want to see the weeping rainbow over 30,000 hectares, take pictures of the sky, and fish in the cold water of the lake.
Late Spring
Author: Guo Yin
The beauty of March is over, who will send Mr. Dong back home?
The new green is rising in the sky, and the red is flying in chaos.
The catkins wind is beginning to settle, and the peach blossom water is getting fatter.
Xihe is helpless, independent and slanting.
Visiting Huili Temple
Author: Kang Yu
The sky is full of green, and catkins are flying beside the road.
The Spring Festival Gala is full of birds singing, and the flowers are falling all over the ground and people are returning.
Peach Blossoms
Author: Huang Jingzhai
Peach blossoms fly after the rain, and catkins dot people's clothes before the wind.
Don’t complain about the wind and rain when spring returns. Spring returns even if there is no rain or wind.