Li Bai's Spring Thought
I don't know who took the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow"
Ask how much sorrow you can have, just like a river flowing eastward.
The Mermaid by Li Yu
Thirteen years have passed, cardamom in early February.
Du Mu's Farewell Song
Cherish the night of September, dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow.
Bai Juyi's Ode to Mujiang