1. Spring dawn? Tang Dynasty: Meng Haoran

I sleep in spring without realizing the dawn, and hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.

Translation: When I wake up in spring, it is already bright and the clear chirping of birds is everywhere. Thinking back to the sound of wind and rain last night, how many fragrant spring flowers were blown down.

2. Ode to Willows/Poetry on Willow Branches? Tang Dynasty: He Zhizhang

The jasper made up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Translation: The tall willow trees are covered with emerald new leaves, and the gentle willow branches hang down, like thousands of gently fluttering green ribbons. Whose skillful hands cut these thin young leaves? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February, like a pair of dexterous scissors.

3. Boat mooring in Guazhou? Song Dynasty: Wang Anshi

Between Jingkou and Guazhou, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze turns green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

Translation: Jingkou and Guazhou are only a river apart, and Zhongshan is only separated by a few layers of green mountains. The gentle spring breeze blows green on the south bank of the river again, but, bright moon in the sky, when will you be able to light me back home?

4. Birdsong Stream? Tang Dynasty: Wang Wei

The people are idle, the osmanthus flowers are falling, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

Translation: There are few people moving, only the sweet-scented osmanthus falls silently, and the valley is quiet and empty at night in spring. The bright moon rises and shines brightly, startling the birds in the mountains, flying high and chirping in the spring stream from time to time.

5. A gift to Fan Ye's poems from the Southern and Northern Dynasties: Lu Kai

Fold flowers and send them to the people in Longtou. Jiangnan has nothing, just give me a spring branch.

Translation: When I met the post envoy going north, I went to pick plum blossoms and asked him to bring them to my friends in Longshan. There is no better gift to send to Jiangnan. For now, let me send you a branch of plum blossom to announce the spring.