So "Don't move big" is a poem with "grace" as its rhyme.
Xue Mei Lu Meipo
Plum without snow without spirit, snow without poetry. The sunset poem is full of snow all day, and Mei is ten springs.
Qujiang Dujiu Du Fu
A flower flew away, but it was spring, and the wind was so sad. And look at the flowers and eyes, don't hurt your lips. Emeralds are nested in the small hall by the river, and unicorns lie on the edge of the garden. We must eat, drink and be merry in physics, so why trip this body with a floating name?
Meng Haoran's Interview with Yuan, Addendum.
I went to Luoyang to meet Yuan, a talented person, but I didn't expect him to become an exile in Jiangling. It is said that plum blossoms bloom early. Why is it so spring?
Liu Yuxi autumn wind introduction
Autumn wind comes everywhere, and the rustling sends geese. When the morning light enters the courtyard, lonely guests smell it first.
"Spring in March" Jia Dao
Today is March 30th, the last day of March, and the beautiful scenery of spring is left to me, a bitter poet. * * * Don't sleep tonight, it's still spring before dawn.
There are many more. Write when you think of it.