The road between mountains and rivers is doubtful, but there is a village with dark willows and bright flowers;

Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the prophets of spring river teal;

When people are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and at night The quiet spring mountain sky;

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again;

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with thousands of purples and reds;

Zhan The rain of apricot blossoms makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling;

The spring rain breaks the bridge and no one can cross it, but the small boat throws out the green shade;

You know the season of good rain, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently;

The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall;

In the deep snow in the front village, a branch bloomed last night;