1. "He Ziyou Cold Food" Su
In February this year, the cold food was gloomy, and the Woods were deep and green.
Who can borrow horses in the city? It is convenient to have famous gardens everywhere.
But I don't need to make up a poem about hanging a hip flask occasionally.
Suddenly I heard that I was surprised to travel, and no one abandoned the land on the river.
2. "February 2" Bai Juyi Tang
On February 2, it was sunny and rainy, and grass sprouted for a while.
Light shirt, fine horse spring boy, cross full of words.
3. Lu Zhaotang's Ridiculous Travel
In the first February of Baidicheng, I taught myself to see flowers clearly.
Mo Yan has no promise in the world, and the guest is the main one.
4. Miscellaneous Poems on the Lake Yuan Mei Qing
Geling, flowers bloom in February, and tourists talk about immortals.
Old people's hearts are different from those of tourists, and they don't envy immortals or teenagers.
5. "Fifteen Songs of the Crown" by Huang Tingjian
Bamboo shoots give birth to yellow calves, and fern buds have been made into children's fists.
Try to pick wild vegetables and cook fragrant rice. It's February in the south of the Yangtze River.
6. "The feeling of the last night of plum blossom" Lu You song
I explore plum blossoms in the snow every year, and I will see plum blossoms in February this year.
From then on, whenever spring returns, poetry does not look for flowers.
7. "Boating Peach Blossoms" Lu You Song
In February, the flowers bloom quietly, and Zhao Xiabo and Jin Xin are covered with mountains.
He said that we must cherish the east wind and not blow it to the world.
8. "Sad Wu Wangcheng" Du
In February, the spring breeze came up from the river, and the water fluctuated and broke the balcony.
Willows are weeping in the palace of Wu, and flowers are blooming in the hut of Su.
Where is the solution to dance and waist? Who will sing a song to drive a girl back?
There has been no news from generation to generation, and the country is wasteland and the people are ashes.
9. "Liu Yong" He Tang
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
10. Old songs of "Cold Spring"
In February, Baling was windy, and the cold spring was not over.
Haitang is independent of Meng Meng in the drizzle, regardless of rouge color.