The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.

Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

There are many trees and plenty of herbs.

Mao Zedong's Poems, Zuo Zi and Yongmei

Buzo Yongmei

Read Lu You's Yongmei Ci, and use it in reverse.

Wind and rain send spring home,

Flying snow welcomes the spring.

It's already a cliff full of ice,

There are still beautiful flowers.

Joe doesn't fight for spring,

Only spring.

When the mountain flowers are in full bloom,

She laughed in the bushes.