Song Qiu Chuji
Spring outing is vast, and every year is the season of cold pear eating. White brocade has no grain and no fragrance, and Yushu Qiongpa piles snow. The quiet night is heavy, floating and hazy, and the cold soaks into the moon. In the earth's sky, rotten silver clouds sparkle.
Hun as a real person, graceful, with a comfortable and noble spirit. People with different channels are not in the same column as the square group. Heroic and bright, the immortal material is outstanding, and it is difficult to divide the soil. When Yaotai returned, the cave was clearly seen.
2. The Water Dragon Carving Pears in the Hidden Moon
Zhou Bangyan in Northern Song Dynasty
Vegetarian muscles should be afraid of cold, and the sun should occupy the green space. Fan Chuan shines on the sun, the spirit closes the road, and the residual red is gathered and avoided. The spreading flame, the envy of flowers and rain, Nagato is deep. The curtain is half wet, with one hand in it, and the dusk is tempting to cry.
Don't be windy before the end of the month. Fan Ying, it's full of songs. Zhu Qian retired, Pan Fei drank wine, and Zhao Junxian started. Snow waves empty, powder on the night, not the meaning of spring. I hate jade looks, but Joan is good. I can't compare with anyone.
3. "Quetta"
Don du fu
Three, spending the night in the snow shouldn't hurt China.
Just because spring is coming to an end, I keep pear flowers.
4. Broken Spring Scenes
stretch
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. At three or four o'clock on the pond, there are one or two orioles at the bottom of the leaves, and the days are long and the flocs are light. Smile at the female companions in the East and please them in Sandao. The suspect had a good dream last night, but Yuan won today, laughing on both sides.
5. "Three sets of Qingming coping systems"
Song Si Wan Yong
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. In Yuan Chun, I couldn't help crossing Qingmen, starting from Yugou and diving over Nanpu. The east wind is quiet, and the willow is dark. Looking at the phoenix is neither smoke nor fog. In good times, the ruling and opposition parties are more happy, full of wine and ink, and peaceful flute and drum. At first glance, the warbler sounds intermittently and swallows fly around. Near the green water, the platform reflects the swing, the grass fights together, and two women swim. The fragrance is more fragrant and the wine is cooler. Will secretly know, Yao Tao Zhu Hu. At night, BMW carved saddles, got drunk and spent a lot of money. Light and cold, light and warm, half cloudy and half sunny. It's time to try on new makeup. It's good to be three years old in China. Look at the Qingming Festival and spread the torch in the Han Palace. Scatter green smoke and fly into Huaifu. Gather soldiers and guards, open the door, live and preach, and have a rest.
6. "It was wrong to pick mulberry seeds."
Qingnalanxingde
Now I know that I was wrong, and I feel very sad. Red tears stole down, full of spring breeze. Knowing that there is no plan from now on, I still insist on a happy period. Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west.
Now I know that I was wrong. My heart is sad and confused. My tears fall silently. All I see is the spring breeze, but everything is different from before. Later, I knew there was nothing I could do, but I tried to say that I was happy. In this way, pear flower falls is finished, and the moon is already in the western sky.
7. Thinking about Five Poems
Don
In the mirror of self-love makeup, the ring is covered with green silk. Soon, a swallow was shot in the fat cheek, and a red Su Xuan was about to melt. The mountain spring flows around the steps, and thousands of trees and peach blossoms reflect the small building. I turned the book lazily, got up lazily, and combed my hair through the crystal curtain. Red roses promote the new era, and the gauze is delicate and dusty. Don't think the material of the cloth is too weak yet. Silk and weft are the best. Once I tasted the vast sea, I felt that the water in other places was pale; Once you have experienced the clouds in Wushan, you feel that the clouds elsewhere are eclipsed. Hurried through the flowers, lazy to look back; This reason is partly because of the ascetic monk, and partly because of who you used to be. At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin. Now I stand quietly like two or three trees, and there is only one poor green leaf to spend the late spring with me.
8. "spring complaints"
Tang Liu Fang Ping
The sun is shining outside the screen window, and dusk is coming; Lock the gorgeous house, no one sees my sad tears.
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
9. "Dade Song Dongjing"
Yuan Guan Han Qing
Snow powder flowers, pear blossoms, smoke villages no longer. Scatter the map intensively and see the crows in the sparse forest. Huang Wei, shaded by Qingjiang River, prefers fishing.
10. "Yu Louchun, before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to live."
Song Xin qi Ji
Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to live. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud.
The stars in the mirror are wrong. People live up to the conceit of spring. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm.
1 1. Beautiful moon
Yin Mingtang
Jiao 'e lies late at night, pear blossoms are quiet, and birds live.
It's hard to tell people what's in your heart. There are unexpected clouds in the sky and unexpected clouds in the earth.
12. "Send Chen Xiucai back to the grave in Sha Province"
Gao mingqi
All the clothes are covered with blood, tears and dust. Although the war is over now, I will feel sad when I return home.
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations.
13. Cold food on the grave
Song Yang Wanli
Go straight to your husband! Can this bridge be out of danger?
The maple leaves in the distant mountains are pale outside, and the broken houses are beside the lonely wheat.
The spring breeze is coming again, and all the new buildings are gone.
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried.
14. "charming eyes, gentle willows"
a surname
There is a breeze in the wind, and the fans of smoke float into thousands of spring worries. Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over.
Now the past is hard to recall, and the soul in the dream walks around the boudoir building where you lived. Deep acacia is now only on the fragrant lilac branches and the beautiful nutmeg buds.
15. "Luo Qi Xiang Yong Chun Yu"
Songshi Dazu
Be a cold liar, trap cigarettes in willow branches and steal thousands of miles to urge spring dusk. I am fascinated by the sun. I want to fly and live in sadness. Surprised with powder, the butterfly stays in the West Garden, like mud, and the face returns to Nanpu. The most harmful thing is to make an appointment with the wind, so the car can't get to Ling Du Road.
Looking at the pole on the heavy river, it is difficult to find Guandu because of the late spring tide. Vaguely far from the peak, tears thank mother and eyebrow Wu. When the shore is broken and new green is born, it is a place of sadness. I remember that day, the door was covered with pears and the lights were lit at night.
16. Pale yellow willows, empty cities and small corners
Jiangkui in Southern Song Dynasty
It's pathetic to stand in the middle of the road Because of this, it is necessary to relieve the passengers in the empty city. Blow into weeping willows. The sound was blown to the corner of weeping willow street by the wind. I rode alone at once, only to find a light coat and feel a cold wind.
Very quiet. It was cold again in the Ming Dynasty. Strong wine and small bridge houses are afraid of autumn scenery in pear flower falls. Swallow and fly, where is Wen Chun? Only the pond is green.
17. Cold food
man
Even if the weather is cold and sunny, there will be several Chai Men villages and Yang Liuzhi to commemorate this annual festival.
The tradition of cold food did not spread to Guangdong, but the ceremony of offering sacrifices to ancestors was still the same as that in the Central Plains.
Until today, no one has offered sacrifices to the tomb of Wang Ling in the Han and Tang Dynasties. There are many pear trees on the road between the stream and the river.
Generation after generation is beyond human power. It is better to close the horn of the city gate than to lie on the moss drunk.
18. "reduce honor and make the windows of guests clear"
Yuan Zuozhi
The ups and downs of pear blossoms, narrow curtains and clever small screens. In front of the emotional lamp, on the guest pillow, I am worried about the world. My sorrow is as long as the old man's white hair. Fifty years have passed, just like a one-night dream of spring. When you meet someone else, the willow branches share the smoke and help the eaves.
19. "The South Pavilion is green and the window is dark."
Huang Songting Jian
Sophora japonica is green, the window is dark, and pomegranate is bright. Jade people invited me to stay less. Helpless sail misty rain, lightly draw a boat.
Willow leaves wrinkle with songs, and pear flowers weep. Not like what you saw when you were away. Tonight, the moon shines on the river and the wine wakes up.
20. "Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"
face
It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival. The tide blocked the sand crossing the river. Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life.
Yan Hu, Yun Chuang, drunk and crying. Fold a willow leaf. When you come back, who will you stick it in?
2 1. "Yulu Eucommia ulmoides Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
Song Ouyang xiu
Plum calyx initial setting powder. I can't feel the loss of the wind in Momo. Pears wither at the latest, and there is no exact date of return.
Do it again from the beginning. Tears powder steals the red armband. Spiders and magpies mislead many people and seem unreliable.
22. Spring in Hangzhou
Tang Bai Juyi
Looking at the sea tower in the distance, the morning is bright and the river bank is white.
That night, he should be recruited into the temple and hide with Liu Sechun.
Tea brocade praises persimmons, and green flag sells wine and pears.
Who opens the southwest road of Lake Temple? The grass-green skirt is inclined at the waist.
23. "If you dream, is Tao a pear flower?"
Yan songrui
Tao is pear, Tao is apricot.
White and red, especially oriental flavor.
I remember, I remember, people were slightly drunk in Wuling.
Translation:
Say it's a pear, but it's not. Tao is apricot blossom, but it is not. Petals are white and red, with unique charm and taste.
I remember. I remember. Wuling fisherman is intoxicated.
(This should be about peach blossoms, right? ! )
24. "Headless cars are no longer available"
stretch
There are no more cars, and there is no trace of Xiayun.
Pear flower courtyard melts the moon, and the catkin pond has a faint wind.
After several days of loneliness and injury, smoking was sadly banned.
Fish books are posted, and water is far away and mountains are long.
25. The idle window of Huanxisha Yard is deep in spring.
Song liqing Zhao
The idle windows in the yard are deep in spring, and the heavy curtains are not heavy. Leaning against the staggered, lonely and silent, gently fiddling with the lyre.
The clouds around the distant peaks look like dusk is coming, and the breeze in the dusk stirs the drizzle and plays with the hazy light clouds. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery.
26. "The Little Mermaid Chun Qing only went to Pear Blossom Thin"
Qingnalanxingde
Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were thin and scattered in pieces.
What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other.
Be a dreamer for Iraq, drawing pictures on a clear night and calling for truth.
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The scenery of spring is when the pear blossoms are gone, the sun sets and dusk falls, but I don't know that there are still people who are homesick in this world. I can't help it.
There was deep affection, and there was a vow of eternal love. For the person she wants to dream of, she calls to her portrait all day, hoping to impress her with sincerity and let her come out of the painting like "real" and meet me.
27. "Zuo Ye Li Hua"
Qiu Wei in Tang Dynasty
Pear is more beautiful than snow, and looks colder than snow. Its fragrance invades clothes.
Spring breeze, please continue to move its petals, I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.
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Pear flowers are naturally more beautiful than snow, and their cold appearance is better than snow. Its fragrance suddenly invaded the clothes.
Please continue to blow its petals in the spring breeze. I hope this beautiful flower can fall on the jade steps of the palace hall.
28. "Donglan Pear Flower"
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
Snow-white as Sydney, wicker exudes a strong sense of spring, fluttering like Sydney, filling the whole city.
I am disappointed, just like a pear in Dongzhu, how thoroughly and clearly I see this complicated secular life in the earthly and self-clearing.
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Pear blossoms like snow are pale white, wicker reveals rich spring scenery, and floating catkins are full of pear blossoms like snow, all over the city.
My mood is melancholy, just like the pear flower in Donglan, as white as snow, living in the secular world, and seeing this complicated secular life thoroughly and clearly.
29. "The Little Mermaid Chun Qing only went to Pear Blossom Thin"
Qing Dynasty: Nalan Xingde
Chun Qing only noticed that the pear blossoms were thin and scattered in pieces. What is the sunset near dusk? There is still no soul in the world.
Yinyin doesn't dream of the words at that time, but is close to each other. Be a dreamer for Iraq, drawing pictures on a clear night and calling for truth.
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The scenery of spring is when the pear blossoms are gone, the sun sets and dusk falls, but I don't know that there are still people who are homesick in this world. I can't help it.
There was deep affection, and there was a vow of eternal love. For the person she wants to dream of, she calls to her portrait all day, hoping to impress her with sincerity and let her come out of the painting like "real" and meet me.
30. "Bodhisattva Man, pear blossoms are full of fragrant snow"
Five Dynasties: Mao Xizhen
Pears are full of fragrant snow, and tall buildings swallow kites at night. The slanting moon shines on the curtain, recalling your dream.
The shadow of the small window lamp came back, and Yan was surprised and worried. The screen covers the incense and flies, and the clouds disappear.
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Pears in the yard are like fragrant snow. The tall building is quiet at night, and the piano under the eaves whimpers in the wind. The crescent moon shines obliquely on the curtain, and it is difficult for the missing husband to meet each other in his dream recently.
The dim light and shadow were reflected in the small window, and the sound of swallows between the beams surprised me. Intermittent cigarettes fluttered beside the screen, as if the clouds just dreamed floated home from Wushan.
28. Eternal songs of sadness
Tang Bai Juyi
The emperor of China, eager to shake the beauty of an empire, has been in office for many years, searching and never finding it. Until a child of the Yang family grew up in the inner room, almost before she grew up, and no one knew her. However, due to the gift of heaven and no concealment, it was finally elected royal one day. If she just turned her head and smiled, there were a hundred spells, and the powder and paint of six palaces disappeared without a trace. It was early spring. They let her bathe in a pure pool to warm and smooth her creamy skin. Because she was tired, a maid lifted her up, when the emperor noticed her for the first time and chose her as his bride. On the night of spring, the warm hibiscus curtains covered her fluttering hair, petals on her cheeks and golden ripples on her head. But the night in spring is short and the sun rises too fast. Since then, the emperor has given up his early hearing. He wastes all his time on parties and revelry. He is the lover of spring and the tyrant of night. There are other ladies in his court, 3,000 of whom are stunning beauties, but his love for 3,000 is concentrated on one person. The golden house is dressed up to serve the night. When the table in the jade tower is cleaned, she will wander around and drink wine slowly. Sisters and brothers are in this country because she illuminates and glorifies her family. When a girl is born instead of a boy, she brings happiness to every father and mother in the empire. ... high rose plum palace, into the blue clouds, and the wide breeze carries magical notes. Soft songs and slow dances, strings and bamboo music, the emperor's eyes will never stare at her. Until the sound of drums came from Yuyang, which shook the earth and broke the tune of rainbow skirts and feather clothes. The Forbidden City, a nine-story palace, is hidden in the dust and travels southwest from thousands of chariots and horses. The imperial flag opened the way, suddenly moving and stopping, 30 miles from the capital and passing the west gate. People in the army stop, and no one will move until they are under their hooves. They may trample on those moths. The gorgeous hairpin fell to the ground, and no one picked it up, a green and white Hosta and a golden hairy bird. The emperor couldn't save her, so he had to cover his face. Later, when he turned to look, there was blood and tears. Hidden in the yellow dust from the cold wind, they crossed a cloud line at the crack of the steeple path. Under Emei Mountain. The last few came, and the flags and banners lost their colors in the fading sun. But the water in Shu is always green and the mountains are always blue, so your majesty's love is constant and deeper than the sky. He stared at the desolate moon from his temporary palace, and he heard the rain at dusk, cutting his chest. Heaven and earth in last contact, the dragon car comes home, and the emperor never leaves. The memory and pain are buried in the soil of Maweipo. Where is her white face? . Rulers and lords, when their eyes met, cried on their coats. They rode horses, loosened the reins and slowly returned to the capital. Pond, garden, palace, everything is the same as before, Taiye Lake hibiscus, Weiyang Palace willow. But the petals are like her face, and the willow leaves are like her eyebrows. Whenever he looks at them, what can he do but cry? . Peach and plum trees are in bloom. In the spring wind, after the autumn rain, the leaves fall to the ground. The palaces in the west and south are scattered with evening grass, and the steps are piled with red leaves that are not swept. Bai Fuxin, a disciple of Li Yuan, and eunuchs in her pepper yard; . Fireflies were flying on the throne, and he was meditating in the twilight. He will extend the wick to its end and still never fall asleep ... bells and drums will slowly ring the long night, and before dawn, the Milky Way in the sky will become clear. And the porcelain mandarin ducks on the roof grow thick morning frost, and the jade is cold, so who and who * * *. The distance between life and death is year after year, but no beloved soul has visited his dream. There lived a Taoist priest in Lingqiong. He was a guest in the sky and could summon the gods through his concentration. People were moved by the emperor's constant meditation, and they begged the Taoist priest to see if he could find her. He opened a path in space, like lightning, cut through the sky, up and down, looking for it everywhere. Above, he looked for the green void, below, the yellow spring, but he didn't find the one he was looking for in two places. Then he heard a narrative about the magical island at sea, and the mountains were in nothingness. There are pavilions in the five-color sky, and exquisite immortals walk back and forth. And one of them, they call it forever true, has a face like her snow and flowers. So he went to the golden gate of the West Hall, knocked on the Jasper Gate, and asked a girl named Small jade to tell Shuang Perfect. This lady, after hearing the news of Emperor China's envoy, woke up from her dream in her canopy. She pushed open the pillow, got dressed, shook off her drowsiness, opened the pearly curtain, and then opened the silver screen. Because she left in such a hurry, her muddy hair ornaments hung aside, and when she came along the platform, her flowered hat was loose. The wind blew the fairy's robe, as if she were dancing in a rainbow skirt and feather coat. Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. But when she asked him to thank her monarch, her eyes shone with love. Since they separated, her form and voice were unfamiliar to her. Because happiness ends in the courtyard of the sun, the moon and dawn become long in the palace of Xianshan. But when she turned to look down at the earth and tried to see the capital, there was only fog and dust. He expressed his love for the old man and sent him back a shell box and gold hairpin through his special envoy. However, one branch of the hairpin and one side of the box were kept, and the gold of the hairpin and the shell of the box were broken. "Our souls belong to each other," she said, "just like this gold and this shell." Somewhere, at some time, on earth or in heaven, we will be together. She sent him a message through his messenger, reminding him that only the hearts of the two of them knew the oath. On the seventh day of July, in the Palace of Eternal Life, we secretly told each other in the quiet midnight world. We hope to fly in heaven, two birds become one, grow on the earth, two branches of a tree ... the earth lasts forever, and the sky lasts forever; One day both will end, and this endless sadness will last forever.
(The above is from Baidu Know and Baidu Chinese)
The distant mountains urge dusk, and the breeze blows and rains lightly. The pears in the yard are about to wither. I'm afraid even the oblique wind and rain can't bear it. It's a sad scenery. -Li Qingzhao's "Spring is Deep in the Idle Window of Huanxisha Yard"
Jiao 'e lies late at night, pear blossoms are quiet, and birds live. -Tang Yin's "Beauty to the Moon"
Willow leaves wrinkle with songs, and pear flowers weep. —— Huang Tingjian's "The South Pavilion is green and the window is dark"
All the pears are gone, and spring is back. The sun went down, and the ground was green and smoky. -Mei's "Su Mu Fu Cao"
Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm. -Xin Qiji's Yulouchun, I want to persuade Chunguang to live in front of the wind.
Don't be like this, all the pears fall and the moon goes west. -Na Lanxingde's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Wrong at the Time"
Begonia has not been wet by the rain, pear blossoms are like snow, but it's a pity that spring is half over. -Wang Wei's "Eyes are Delicate and Willow is Soft"
The catkins are light and the pears are sunny. -Xie Yi's "Tread on the sand, catkins are light"
At the beginning, I saw pear blossoms with jathyapple, and Haitang half contained morning rain. -Si Wan Yong's "Qingming Three Coping Systems"
Desolate and rustling, fragrant frozen pear flower rain. -Wu Dayou's "Red Lips, Send Li"
It is cold and light after the rain, fragrant and soft before the wind, and pear blossoms are warm in spring. -Zhong Shu "Liu Zaoqing Wuzhong"
Momo pear blossoms are brilliant, and willows are still in succession. -Chen's "Hong Lin Yi Jin, life words are full of flowers"
White brocade has no grain and no fragrance, and Yushu Qiongpa piles snow. -Qiu Chuji's "No Vulgarity, Xu Ling Palace Pear Flower Ci"
Tears rolled down her sad and pale face, just like the spring rain on pear flowers. -Bai Juyi's Song of Eternal Sorrow
Pears wither at the latest, and there is no exact date of return. -Ouyang Xiu's "Jade Tower Spring, Time Goes, Plum Calyx Initial Setting Powder"
Strong wine and small bridge houses are afraid of autumn scenery in pear flower falls. -Jiang Kui's "Yellow Willow, Empty City, Small Corner"
Miss dusk. Rain hits pear and closes the door. -Li Chongyuan's "Recalling Wang Wang Sun Chunshi"
At dusk, crows crow in the courtyard. Remember that man, Pear Blossom and Moon Bright. -The Little Mermaid by the cat, the east wind is swaying and the clouds are light.
Looking at pear flower coldly, I love the world all my life. -Zhang Yan's "Tomb-Sweeping Day in the DPRK"
The willow is golden and tender, and the pear flower is fragrant with snow. -Li Bai's Eight Music Poems in the Palace
I remember that day, the door was covered with pears and the lights were lit at night. -Shi Dazu's "Qi Luoxiang Wing Chun Rain"
Move the boat. Not a new sentence. An inkstone pear flower rain. -Zhou Jin's "Visiting Moucun Village with a Little Crimson Lip".
How cold can it be at night? I have lost half a pear. -Huang Sheng's "Chun Qing"
Juanjuan moon outside the crystal curtain, layers of snowflakes on the branches of pear trees. -Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Juanjuan, Beyond the Crystal Curtain"
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door. -Liu's "Spring Complaint"
When the rain hits the pear, it closes the door, forgetting youth and missing it. -Tang Yin's Pruning Plums, Rain and Pear Flowers.
At that time, a hundred flowers were blooming, and I just picked a white flower for you, a woman with white skin. -Yuan Zhen's Five Poems of Self-reflection
Snow powder flowers, pear blossoms, smoke villages no longer. -Guan Hanqing's "Dade Song Dongjing"
Far hate me for pestering willows, and dreams grow around pears. -Liu Ying's "Wu Ye Article, Far Hate, Fallen Willow"
Dongfeng hates Du Xuan, blowing jade branches, and jathyapple pear blossoms are also jealous. -Zhou, "Momo Singing Peach"
Pear blossoms under the moon, borrowing the dream lace gallery. -Shi Dazu's "Xie Peiling Pedestrian Flower Pier"
Pear blossoms are cold food, and it is only when you enter the festival that you are worried. -Yang Wanli's Cold Food on the Tomb
After Yingying Yan Yan flew away, the pink pear was thin. -Yuan Haowen's farewell to Huaiyin in in Yumei should be clear.
Swallow came to the news agency, after the Qingming Festival in pear flower falls. -Yan Shu's Spring Scenes
In the dead of night. The atrium is just shining with pear blossoms and snowy moons. -He Zhu's "Midnight Song jathyapple"
The ups and downs of pear blossoms, narrow curtains and clever small screens. -George's "Returning to the Ridge, the guest window is bright"
Counting pear trees, the evening wind blows down half a pavilion heron. -Wu Wenying's "Qi Tianle Xinyan's First Attempt at Hua Meng"
Pear blossoms are many, Huayang flies, and spring has become haggard. -Wang Yuanliang's "Bird Singing Beyond Jinling Preface"
In the storm, pear flower falls died, and the Cold Food Festival passed. In Tomb-Sweeping Day, several families will visit graves and be worshipped by future generations. -Gao Qi's "Send Chen Xiucai back to the Tomb of Shashang Province"
Pear is more beautiful than snow, and looks colder than snow. Its fragrance invades clothes. -Qiu Wei's "Zuo Yi Pear Flower"
Tonight the moon is bright and the night is dark, and all flowers are white. -Yang Ji's "Bodhisattva Juanjuan, Beyond the Crystal Curtain"
Until today, no one has offered sacrifices to the tomb of Wang Ling in the Han and Tang Dynasties. There are many pear trees on the road between the stream and the river. -Cold food in Zhao Ding.
I'm also afraid of hiding pear flowers in the deep courtyard, and I'll make an old friend cry. -Wu Wenying's "No Trouble, Push Snow"