In the southern dynasties, the moon sang the lotus, the purple leaves swayed in the breeze, and the bamboo house was exposed. The pool in the middle is too green. It's red for me.
Both Tang and Li Bai in ancient times were born in a quiet spring, and the morning sun was bright and fresh. The flowers in autumn are green, and the thick leaves are blue smoke. Beauty powder is peerless, who passed the incense? Sit and watch the frost disappear.
At the beginning of Liu Zongyuan, plum blossoms were tall, reflecting Chu Tianbi. The north wind is floating in Ye Xiang, and the frost is white. To give it to Wan Li, it is separated by mountains and rivers. Why should we comfort distant guests?
Hongmei Su Shi is loyal to Hongmei every year, and the river is hanging.
I remember Li Shangyin of Mei, who settled in the end of the world and yearned for things. Lengmei is the most hateful and is often regarded as the flower of last year.
Seven newly planted plums are planted by Bai Juyi's pond. I want to check them when they bloom. Don't be afraid of being jealous of peaches and plums in Changzhou. This year will be a good year for you.
It is amazing to visit the secluded steps in the Wanli Mountain of Yangmei. It is late at night at dusk. A plum flower, trouble lies in the highest branch.
A year without firecrackers, spring breeze enters Tu Su in send warm —— January Day in Anshi, Wang Song.
Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ? -Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts"
Wildfire never completely burned them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze-Tang Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass.
Spring breeze is green in Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Antigua, Wang Song.
Waiting to see the east wind, it will always be spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
I want to get my clothes wet, and my apricot flowers get wet, but my face doesn't feel cold.
Spring rain breaks the bridge, but the boat supports the shade —— Fu's "You Chun Hu"
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. It sneaked into the night with the wind, moistening things silently. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the open lane sells apricot flowers. -Song Luyou's "The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an"
The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and no one crossed the boat in the wild. -Tang Wei Wu Ying's Xixi Chuzhou
Spring is boring, I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing-Wang Song Anshi Spring Night
The garden can't be caged in spring, and there is an almond in the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's The Garden is Worth a Visit
The beautiful silk river in spring floats between heaven and earth, like a cloud on the edge of the jade peak, between ancient and modern times-Tang Du Fu's "Climbing the Building"
Bees and butterflies have climbed over the wall, but spring scenery is next door.
A leopard cannot change his spots —— A Dream of Spring by Tang Du Fu
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches-Acacia by Don Wang Wei.
Silkworms in spring will keep weaving until they die, and candles will drain the wick every night-Tang Shang Yin is untitled.
Spring leek cut in the rain at night, newly cooked brown rice —— A Gift to Wei Ba by Tang Du Fu
Autumn wind enters the courtyard tree, and the lone guest smells it first. -Tang Yuxi's Introduction to Autumn Wind.
Autumn wind blows my heart, forever and ever towards Yutong Hall Li Bai and midnight Wu Ge Qiu Ge.
The autumn wind blows the Weihe River, leaving leaves all over Chang 'an. -Tang Jiadao's "Memories of Wu and the River"
The autumn wind rises in Bai Yunfei, the plants and trees fall yellow, and the geese return to the south. -Liu Han Che "Ode to Autumn Wind".
The cold wind destroys trees, and the frost hits the garden knot. -An ancient poem written by Han Yuefu to Jiao Zhongqing's wife.
When the west wind leaves, the green hills are thin. -Song Xin Qi Ji's "Zhao Jun Complaint"
Nobody cares about autumn, which is half reed flower and half bitter flower. -Huang Yuan Geng, "Jiangcun is a matter"
I can't feel the change, although the mountains are getting dark, cloudy autumn piles up the sky. -Listen to Tang Li Bai's "Shu Dao Zi Jun Playing the Piano".
Seeing the autumn wind in Luoyang, I am eager for a writer to write a book. -Tang Zhangji's Qiu Si.
The old vine is a faint crow, the small bridge is a flowing family, and the old road is a thin horse. -Ma Yuan Zhiyuan's "Tianjingsha Qiu Si".
Ask the shutter, Haitang is still there. You know it should be green, fat, red and thin? -Song Liqing according to "Like a Dream"
A little green and a little red, not much touching spring scenery —— Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers
It is better to die holding incense in the branches than to be blown down in the north wind. -Zheng Song Xiao Si's "Cold Chrysanthemum".
In the former deep Xue Cun, a branch blossomed last night. -Tang Qiji's "Early Mei".
Don't praise the color, keep your breath fresh and dry. -Yuan Mo Mei.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a piece of Mei Xiang. —— Snow Notice in Meipo, Song Lu
Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. -Tang Meng Haoran "Passing the Old Village".
It is the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River that meets the emperor in the falling season. -On Tang Du Fu's Meeting Li Guinian Downstream.
The next day, the lotus leaf is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower reflects differently in the sun. -Song Yang Wanli, "Seeing the Forest at Jingci Temple"
An old friend stayed in the West Yellow Crane Tower, and fireworks went down to Yangzhou in March. -Tang Libai's Farewell to Meng Haoran on the way to Yangzhou from the Yellow Crane Tower.
If you look at red and wet places, flowers will be heavily pressed in Jinguan City. -Tang Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
A pot of wine from the flowers, I drink it alone. No one is with me. -Tang Li Bai's "Drinking the Bright Moon Alone".
Egrets fly in front of mount cisse, peach blossoms flow and mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's Song of the Fisherman.
Flowers, as high as my window, hurt a homeless man's heart, because I see from this height that sadness is everywhere. -Tang Du Fu's "Climbing the Building".
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Jujube flowers fell on rustling clothes and towels, and cars rang in the south and north of the village. -Su Song Shi "Huanxisha"
The crane floated here early to rest, and the autumn flowers slowly faded. -Excerpted from "I am studying in Taniguchi" and "A Letter to Yang Yushi" by Tang Han.
Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more. -Qing palace from Jane "Jihai chores"
When flowers bloom, they must be folded straight. Don't wait until there are no flowers left. -Don Du Qiuniang's The Witch.
Clouds need clothes, flowers and tolerance, and the spring breeze blows over the threshold, revealing the wealth of China.
I don't know if the near spray started first, but I suspect it hasn't disappeared after the winter snow. -Zhang Tang said "early plum"
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls, and the night is quiet and empty. -Tang Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek
A peach blossom can fish three feet, and the boat will not return until it is drunk. -Chen Jiru's boating in the spring rain in the Ming Dynasty.
Peach blossoms and flowing water suddenly go away, and it is another non-human world.