Spring is a time of sleep, and you can hear the birds crowing everywhere
I don't know who cuts out the fine pairs, but in February, the winds of spring seem to be like scissors.
The lake is clear in February, and the birds are singing in every house.
The cold snow is over in the plums, and the spring breeze returns to the willows.
The east wind returned with the spring and sent me flowers on the branches. Tang Li Bai "Sunset in the mountains"
The east wind sprinkles rain and dew, will be the spring of heaven and earth. Tang Li Bai "send Qiang drop Bazhong"
Shamyang in February and March, the palace willow gold branches. Tang Li Bai's "Ancient Winds"
Spring grass, such as love, the mountains still contain green. Tang Li Bai's "Reply to Su Xiucai at the Golden Gate"
There are falling flowers, and the fragrance of running water is far away from them. Tang Liu Zhenxu's "Snow as a Hill"
Spring Dawn Meng Haoran
Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, and the crowing birds are heard everywhere.
The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and I know how many flowers have fallen.
Jiangnan Spring Du Mu
Thousands of warblers cry in green and red, and wine flags wind up in the water villages and mountains.
The four hundred and eighty temples in the south, how many buildings in the smoke and rain.
Tianjingsha Spring Unknown
The warm sun and wind in the spring mountains, the appendage of the pavilion curtain bar.
The willows and swings in the courtyard. The bridge and the water are red.
Du Fu
The good rain knows the season, when spring is happening.
With the wind, it dives into the night, and moistens things silently.
The path is dark with clouds, but the riverboat is bright with fire.
When I look at the red wet place, the flower is heavy Jin Guan Cheng.
Spring Day Zhu Xi
The day of the victory of the fragrance of the Surabaya, the boundless light of a new moment.
Waiting to recognize the face of the east wind, ten thousand purples and thousands of reds are always spring.
Springtime is a time of occasional accomplishment. Cheng Hao
The clouds are light and the wind is light in the afternoon, and the flowers and the willows are in the river in front of us.
The people don't know what it is like to be a teenager.
Su Shi
Spring Night
Spring Night is worth a thousand pieces of gold, the flowers have a fragrance and the moon has a shade.
The song tube pavilion sound fine, swing courtyard night heavy.
Spring Hope Du Fu
The country is broken, the grass is deep in the spring. I am so happy to see you in the springtime.
The beacon fire lasts for three months, and the letter from home is worth ten thousand pieces of gold. The white head is shorter than ever, and I wish I could not wear a hairpin.
Early spring in the east of the city Yang Juyuan
The poet's view of the new spring is clear, the green willow is only yellow and half not even.
If the flowers in the upper forest look like brocade, all the people who go out are flower watchers.
Spring Nights Wang Anshi
The golden furnace is burning with embers and the sound of the leakage is broken, and the wind is cold.
Spring colors are so annoying that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the shadow of flowers onto the railing.
Early spring drizzle Han Yu
Small drizzle in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of the grass looks distant but not near.
This is the most favorable year of spring, and it is the best time to see the willow and the smoke all over the capital.
The Spring Festival is a great opportunity for the people of Hong Kong to learn more about the history of the city, and to learn more about the history of the city, and to learn more about the history of the city.
It's a good thing that the wind is blowing and the water is green and varied.
Spring Lyrics Liu Yuxi
New make-up is suitable for the face down the vermilion building, locked up the spring light of a yard of sadness.
When I arrived at the center of the courtyard, I counted the flowers, and the dragonflies flew up to my head.
And Jinling Lu Chancellor's spring tour, Du Shenyan
Only the eunuchs are surprised by the newness of the weather.
The clouds and the sun rise from the sea, and the plums and willows cross the river in spring.
The yellow bird is being pushed by the lady's breath, and the clear light is turning green.
Suddenly, I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I wanted to dip my scarf.
Spring Clearing Wang Dai
Before the rain, I saw the pistils among the flowers, but after the rain, there were no flowers under the leaves.
The bees and butterflies have gone over the wall, but I suspect that the color of spring is in the neighbor's house.
Spring Twilight Cao Bin
Outside the door no one asked about the fallen flowers, the green shade is all over the sky.
The forest warbler cries without a sound, and the grassy pond listens to the frogs alone.
Springtime in the garden, Wang Qi
The plum powder is fading from the makeup, and the new red is on the begonias.
The flowers are tied up and tie up, and the thorns come out of the berry wall.
Evening spring is a tie up, Ye Cai
The two tiles of sparrows are in the calligraphy case, and some poplars are in the ink stone pool.
Sitting idly in a small window reading Zhou Yi, I don't know how many times spring has gone.
Late Spring, Han Yu, for more details, go to Baidu
The grass and trees know that spring is not long to come back, and a hundred kinds of reds and purples are fighting with the fragrant flowers.
Yanghua and elm pods have no talent, but the snow flies in the sky
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