"Spring Snow"
Tang: Han Yu
The New Year has not been fragrant, and grass buds have been seen in early February.
The snow is too late in spring, so it wears the garden tree as a flying flower.
After the spring, I have not yet seen the spring coming, and the snow thinks that the spring color is too late, and deliberately turns into a flower to fly through the trees in the courtyard.
Tang: Liu Fangping
Flying snow brings spring wind, and Pei hui chaotically circling the air.
Jun looks like a flower, partial to the east of Los Angeles.
Snowflakes flew around, carrying the spring breeze, and the snowflakes swirled and danced in the air.
TANG: Oriental
Spring snow is full of air, and the touch is like a flower.
I don't know if the tree in the garden is a real plum.
In early spring, heavy snow suddenly falls, and the snow flakes are raised and fall on the branches like blooming flowers.
People can't tell which tree in the garden is a real plum.
"The First Branch of the East Wind, Wing Chun Snow"
Song: Stadezu
Qiao Qinlan heart, stealing sticky grass armor, the east wind wants to hinder the new warmth.
It is difficult to stay in the condensed biwa, and the letter knows that the twilight is light and shallow.
Walk the sky into the mirror, do it out, easy and soft.
The old garden, do not roll the heavy curtains, mistakenly came to the double swallow.
Qing Wei, Willow returned to white eyes. Red and broken, apricot open vegetarian noodles.
The old tour remembers The Mountain In, and Hou Meng obstructs the Shangyuan.
The cold stove was warm, so I slowed down the needlework of the spring shirt.
Fear phoenix boots, pick vegetables back, in case baqiao meet.
Spring is cold and snowy, and snowflakes dress everything up softly and softly. I think that my hometown must be snowy and cold, and the layers of curtains there are not rolled up, blocking the double swallows that have just returned.
"Huan Xi Sha · Sorrow Dream Yu Shan Yue Xie"
TANG: Wei Zhuang
Sadly dreaming of the mountain and the moon slanting, the lone lamp illuminates the wall back window screen. Small building high pavilion Xie Niang's home.
What does it look like to secretly wonder what Yu Rong looks like? A branch of spring snow frozen plum blossoms, covered with incense mist.
Waking up from a dream, a round of mountain moon sloping low. The lone lamp reflected her back on the wall, and also cast on the blue yarn on the window. This was originally the home of a small building and a high pavilion, the lover Xie Niang.
I secretly looked for a wonderful Chapter Hua to describe her white body, a white plum blossom frozen in the spring snow, and her full fragrance was like the morning glow clustered on the edge of the sky.
"Tasha Xing• Drunken Feelings"
Song: Anon
Drink wine, hate spring season. Willow Lane strange dusk moon.
Fan The monarch fan Bu Jun, near the wall to pounce on the double butterflies.
Laughter is not enough, joy is still timid. The turmoil is like the spring snow before.
The cold night has nowhere to think of love, and the pear blossoms are like a tree.
"Ding Xifan Han made the past years part"
Tang: Wen Tingjun
Han made the old years part.
Climb the weak willow, fold the cold plum, and go up to the high platform.
Thousands of miles of jade pass spring snow, geese come and people do not come.
QiangDi let out a sad cry, and the moon wandered.
Thousands of miles away, the border is covered in spring snow, and the distant flocks of geese have flown in, but you are not seen. With a long sigh, only the shadow of the moon hovered over the northwest Gobi Desert.