Lotus leaves are infinitely bright in the sky, and lotus flowers have different colors when reflecting sunlight —— See Xiaolin in Jingci Temple by Yang Wanli

A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery —— Wang Anshi's Singing Pomegranate Flowers

Xiao-he just showed his sharp corner, and the dragonfly had already stood on his head-Yang Wanli's small pond.

Flowers fall helplessly, but it seems familiar. Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"

When the sun rises, the river blooms better than the fire, and when the spring comes, the river is as blue as blue —— Bai Juyi's memory of Jiangnan

Poetry is everywhere, and there is something at any time —— Ling Mei by Zhang Dodge