1. The spring breeze is swaying, and the rest of the flowers are falling in the mirror. The pool lotus is rolling leaves, and the court willow is hanging down. Zhu Baijun changed himself, but it's too much for me to be a concubine. Who can pity the past, and finally cry for a new one. -Xiao Ziyun's "Spring Thoughts"
2. I live in Junnanhai, Beihai, and I can't thank you for sending a letter by geese. -Huang tingjian's
3. After people return to the wild goose, they think before the flowers. -Xue Daoheng's
4. When you return to your pearl, you will weep, and you will hate when you don't meet before you get married. -Zhang Ji's "ode to the festival and send a message to Li Sikong's teacher in Dongping"
5. Complaining that the new words of the warbler are astringent, the butterflies fly high. It takes a hundred times of effort to be a famous spring hater. -Lu Guimeng's "Spring Thoughts"
6. It is useless to be lovestruck and regret meeting each other. -Zhu Yizun's
7. It hurts to see a hundred feet of silk swimming empty, and the spring breeze is broken. Idle flowers are all covered with moss, and no one knows all day. —— Wang Ya's "Spring Boudoir Thinking"
8. Thinking of your husband is like a full moon, and the brightness decreases every night. -Zhang Jiuling's
9. The east wind on the branches of begonia is soft, swaying, and the smoke is warm. Both swallows came back late, and the red incense was scattered over half. Pipa tears _ blue is shallow, thinking about things and danger is easy to break. I haven't solved my laziness, and Xiaoxiang dreams far in the screen. -Xie Mao's "Apricot Flowers (Spring Thoughts)"
1. Acacia bloomed in plum blossoms all night, and suddenly I went to the window and suspected that it was a gentleman. -Lu Tong's "Thinking"
11. I am afraid of lovesickness, and I have already missed it. It is my turn to miss it, and my eyebrows are exposed. -Yu Yan's
12. How many lovesickness one-night stands are, and the ends of the earth are not long. -Zhang Zhongsu's "Three Poems of the Yanzilou"
13. Acacia is without words, so don't waste your tears on the stationery. -Yan Jidao's "Partridge Days, Drunk Shooting Spring Shirts and Cherishing Old Fragrance"
14. Know whose swallow it is. Speak frankly and freely. I went deep into the embroidered curtain, but I was helpless. Spring goes, spring goes, and it doesn't matter what you do. -Fang Yue's Dreaming (Spring Thoughts)
15. The flowers in the heart of love are competing for hair, and of even this bright flame of love, shall there be only ashes?. -Li Shangyin's Untitled a misty rain comes blowing with a wind from the east
16. The atrium is full of flowers and bottles of wine, and Pingming sits alone at dusk. Where is the poetic thinking in spring? The flying letter is closed in Dingmen. -Ling Huchu's "Happy Dreams in Spring"