Running water is gone, and spring is gone. -Li Yu's "Clean Sand Order, Rain Outside the Curtain"

Only the spring moon in the sky is the most affectionate, and it also shines on the courtyard flowers for the people. -Zhang Mi "The Sender"

Mountains and rivers are far away, and falling flowers and wind and rain hurt spring even more. -Yan Shu "Huanxisha has always been a limited body"

Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance. -Du Fu on meeting Li Guinian downstream.

It is better to pity the people in front of you than to miss the mountains and rivers. -Yan Shu "Huanxisha has always been a limited body"

Flowers bloom and fall without regret, and fate comes and goes like water. -anonymous "residual flowers"

Unexpectedly, at the end of the year, Iraqis are like dark clouds, and they don't know where to go. -Yan's "The First Sight of Riverside Grass Steps"

Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom year after year. -Tang Yin's Song of the Peach Blossom Temple

When flowers bloom, you always have to look at the oriental monarch. -Yan Rui's "Bu Operator, Not Love Sex"

The fallen petal intentionally follows the flowing water, and the flowing water has no beloved fallen petal. -"epigram, volume 21"

Going out with a smile is a thousand miles away. -Xin Qiji, "I don't need to persuade the water"

Visitors, no matter how old they are, will walk to the front of the exhibition hall in spring. -Ouyang Xiu's "You Chun San in Fengle Pavilion"

Half a brook is green, and thousands of trees are red. -"Enlightenment of Temperament, Volume One and One East"

The birds groaned, and night came with the sound of the east wind; Falling flowers are as beautiful as green beads falling from upstairs. -Du Mu's "Golden Valley Garden"

Where the fallen flowers swim, laughing into the Huji wine shop. -Li Bai's Travel of Two Boys

I would like to go to the Temple of Heaven with Master and sweep the fallen flowers with the immortals. -Li Bai's "Send Mountain Meng"

After reading all the bitterness of leaving this world, there are still so many scattered flowers that do not return. -Wang Guowei's Dead Hua Lian, Endless Farewell.

Dream like a dream, the waning moon fades away. -Li, "Like a Dream, Zeng Yan Taoyuan Deep Cave"