Suddenly a spring breeze came overnight, and thousands of pear trees bloomed. ----Bai Xuege sends Judge Wu back to Beijing and Cen Shen
The water of the Yellow River comes up from the sky and rushes to the sea never to return. ----Li Bai will enter the wine
Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect the flowers. ----Gong Zizhen, Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai
I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. ----Yong Liu He Zhizhang
I know from afar that my brothers have climbed to a high place, and there is one less person planting dogwood trees everywhere. ----Remembering Brother Wang Wei from Shandong on September 9th
On the winter solstice in Handan Posthouse, I hugged my knees and watched the shadows in front of the lamp.
I want to sit at home late at night and talk about people traveling far away. ----Bai Juyi is homesick on the night of the winter solstice in Handan
You asked about the return date, but the night rain in Bashan swelled the autumn pond
Why should *** cut off the candles from the west window, but say that it rained in Bashan at night hour. -----The night rain sent to Li Shangyin in the north
How much hatred was in my dream last night.
It still feels like the old days when you were swimming in Shangyuan, with cars flowing like water and horses like dragons, and the moon full of flowers and the spring breeze.
----Wang Jiangnan Li Yu