Late spring ancient poems

Late spring poems are:

1, infinite residual red flies on the ground, and the smoke and trees at the head of the stream are surrounded by green leaves. Huayang is alone in the east wind, chasing the clear sky and not returning. -Wang Song Anshi's Late Spring

2, the disease is congested in the gorge, and Xiaoxiang Dongting is empty. It rains all the time in Chutian, and the martial arts often blow a thousand miles of wind. The grass pavilion on the sand is new and dark, and the wild pool on the edge of the city is red. In late spring, the heron stands on the island, and the child still flies. -Late Spring by Tang Du Fu

There are thousands of peaches in the rain and thousands of willows outside the wind. Excuse me, who is in charge of the collar in spring? A pair of butterflies cross the bridge. -Yu Ming Qian "Guest House Scenery in Late Spring"

Every grass and tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. -Late Spring by Tang Han Yu

5, Taniguchi spring residual yellow birds are rare, magnolia flowers are full of apricot flowers. I began to pity you under the window of Zhushan, and I won't change if I don't go back. -Tang Qian Qi's "Returning to the Mountain Cottage in Late Spring"

6. The rain is red and wet, and the hedge area shows oblique light. Wandering bees make honey and steal the return of spring. There is no wind in the golden house, and the clothes are full of water. There is always a time to remember people in a spring. -Song Zhou Bangyan's "Huanxisha"