Walk alone on the river to find flowers
Don Du Fu
Huangshi Pagoda in front of the river water east, spring light lazy sleepy leaning breeze.
Peach blossoms bloom without a master, cute crimson love light red?
KasugaYukika
Don Liu Xiyi
Mountain trees fall plum blossoms, flying down to wild people's homes.
Savage Ho all, full of urn Yang Spring Wine.
Ume Sakaejo, Yingaku Banchi Ume.
Drunk on the bright moon, sleepwalking on the rooftop.
Dotted lips and spring gaze
Qing Ling Tingkan
To the west of the green pink wall, the purple horse hissed over the Weeping Yang Dao.
Painting building early spring, a tree of peach blossoms laughing.
The former dream is confused, and the sound of people is far away.
When the year comes, the clouds over the creek and the wind and rain are even in the sky.
Village residence
Qing Gaoding
Grass warblers fly on February days, whisking willows drunk with spring smoke.
Children return from school early and are busy taking advantage of the east wind to release paper kites.
Qiantang Lake Spring Trip
Don Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple north of Jia Ting West, the water surface of the initial flat cloud foot low.
A few early warblers compete to warm the trees, and whose new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The flowers are becoming more and more attractive to the eye, and asakusa can have no horseshoes.
Favorite lake eastbound is insufficient, green poplar shade in the white sand embankment.
early spring
Song White Jade Toad
The south branch only put two or three flowers, and the snow incense made some powder.
Faint smoke thick moon, deep cage water shallow cage sand.
Spring nights are rainy
Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening.
Dive into the night with the wind, and the moisturizer is silent.
The wild trails are dark and the river boats are alone.
Xiao looked at the red wet place, and the flowers were heavy in the official city.
In February, Liuzhou, the leaves of the banyan tree fell to the occasional question
Don Liu Zongyuan
The eunuchs are miserable, and the spring is like autumn.
The mountain city has run out of rain and flowers, and the banyan leaves are full of warblers crying.
Tianjing Sand Spring
Yuan Bai Pu
Spring mountain warm sun and wind, dry pavilion curtains,
Willow Swing Yard.
Warblers and dancing swallows, small bridges flowing red.
Line Kako trees around the village
Song Qin Guan
Trees surround the village, and the water fills the pond.
Leaning on the east wind, Haoxing wandered.
A few small gardens, harvesting the spring light.
There are peach blossom red, plum blossom white, cauliflower yellow.
Far away from the wall, hidden thatched hall.
Fluttering green flag, next to the flowing water bridge.
By chance, I walked through Higashioka.
Warblers are crying, swallows are dancing, butterflies are busy.
Wing Liu
Don He Zhizhang
Jasper is made up of a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
I don't know who cut the fine leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Yang Chun Qu Chun Si
Yuan Wang Heqing
The willows are faintly goose yellow, and the waves are clear and the ducks are green,
Timely anointing rain fine fiber.
The door is half hidden, and the spring sleep is sweet.
The eyes are beautiful and the yang is dipped in clear ripples
Song Yin Huan
Weeping Yang Yuanyuan dipped in Qingyi. Bright green dye spring silk.
City bridge tight horse, flag pavilion wine, infinite acacia.
Cloud comb rain wash wind before dancing, a good and all-appropriate.
I don't know why, when the flowers fall, they are all eyebrows.
Happy Spring Come Spring Feast
Kim Won asked
The plum remnant jade is still fragrant, and the willow-breaking golden eye has not been opened.
The east wind and the gas are full of platforms, and the peach apricots are demolished,
It is advisable to sing happy spring coming.
Spring is the time
Song Lee Mi-sun
The light rain is like spring, and the flowers are falling near dusk.
The car dust did not reach Zhang Luodi, and the birds covered themselves in the sound of the door.
Spring scene
Don Lee Bai
The door is facing the crane stream flowing water, and the clouds are connected to the goose immortal home.
Who understands the humor of the ghost, accustomed to looking at mountain birds and mountain flowers.
Yong Yu Le Spring Love
Song Xiefang
The wind is warm and delicate, the dew is heavy, and the weather is warm. The courtyard smoke collected, the weeping Yang dance was sleepy, and the golden wisps were helplessly piled up. Whoever is skillful and indulgent, the Strings of the Qinglou, provokes the mood of The Dream Cloud. Remembering the time, tattooed japonica pillow, did not taste the temporary lonely mandarin.
Fang Fei is easy to get old, so it is difficult for people to gather, so it is translated into a light mistake here. Lang Yuan Xian Yao, barbaric notes longitudinal writing, He Ji Chuan deep complaint. Green mountains and rivers, ancient and modern, only where the old joy is. Empty wins, oblique sun twilight grass, light smoke and drizzle.
Spring tour to the South Pavilion
Don Wei Yingwu
Chuanming qi has changed, and the rock and cold clouds are still embracing.
The south pavilion is green in the grass heart, and the spring spring is pulsating.
Jing Xu listened to the birds, and the rain looked at the willow weight.
Happy Pool Pavilion Hua, beneficial to the city's favorite.
Spring trip improvisation
Don Li Hua
The grass under Yiyang City is thick, and the stream flows east to west.
The fragrant trees are not flowers, and the birds are empty all the way to the spring mountain.
The book window is the thing
Song Zhu Shuzhen
The flowers fall in the spring without words, and the birds chirp in the spring.
The amorous is a bee butterfly that flies over the pink wall west.
Late Spring Mountain
Song Huang Gongdu
Slowly walking spring mountain spring day long, flowing warblers do not say swallow fly busy.
Where the peach blossoms fell, no one saw them, and Maundy could only smell the fragrance of the stream.
Spring court evening view
Southern and Northern Dynasties
Chun Ting chatted and looked at each other, and the building was hidden from each other.
The window plums fall late, and the pond bamboo blossoms first shoots.
The spring is singing and the water is urgent, and the clouds are close to the mountain.
Don't worry about flowers and don't fly, until you are afraid of flowers flying.
Spring light is good, flower drop dew
Five generations of Ouyang Jiong
Flower drops, willow smoke, sunny days.
The cherry blossoms of Yuji Mountain are red, and the valley warblers are moving.
The drinking place is handed over to the flying jade axe, and the golden whip is poured when swimming.
The wind flutters and the elm leaves move, and the green money is clustered.
Huan Xi Sha Water Rising Fish Day Shoot Willow Bridge
Song Zhou Bangyan
The water rises and the fish shoot the willow bridge. The cloud dove dragged the rain across Jianggao.
A spring letter into the eastern suburbs.
Idle phoenix group to dispel short dreams, quietly watch the swallows build a new nest.
And move the flower shoots on the sun shadow.
Good thing near the flower bottom a warbler
Song Liu Han
A warbler at the bottom of the flower, and the flower is half hooked obliquely to the moon.
Where the moon sets, the point flies like snow.
The east wind blew away the sorrows of the past year, liberating the lilac knot.
Alarm the small pavilion red rain, dance double golden butterfly.
Royal Street Line South Green Tree Spring Rao
Song Yan said a few times
The south of the street is full of green trees and spring flowers, and the snow is full of spring roads. The flowers at the head of the tree are colorful and delicate, and the bottom of the tree is a zhu household. The north building is idle, the curtains are high, and the south tree of the street is seen directly.
The trunk leaned on and went away, and it rained several degrees at dusk. In late spring, the horses stepped on the moss, and once stood in the shade of greenery. The falling flowers are still there, the incense screen is empty, and the face knows where?
To the sake spring garden
Don Wang Bo
Throw the hairpin down the mountain pavilion and carry the wine to the river beam.
Shaanxi water stretch mirror, high flowers send off incense.
The warblers are singing like songs, and the butterflies are dancing in rows.
Nature urges a drunk, not only to read the year.
The spring countryside
Don Wang Wei
Spring doves sing on the house, and apricot blossoms on the edge of the village are white.
Holding an axe to cut far away, the lotus hoe to the spring vein.
Return to the old nest, the old people look at the new calendar.
The temptation is not to be disobedient, and the long-distance traveler is worried.
Drunken Taoyuan Spring Scene
Song Yanren
The spring water of the embankment is dipped in weeping poplars, and the water flows with the fragrance of flowers.
Make flowers and willow little mandarin ducks, a pair with a pair.
The curtain is half rolled, the new makeup is exposed, and the spring shirt is willow yellow.
Leaning on the oblique sun, the wind flow is dark and the intestines are broken.
Suxi Pavilion
Don Dai Shulun
The grass on the Suxi Pavilion is long, who leans on the twelve shades of the east wind.
Swallows do not return to spring late, a ting of smoke rain apricot blossoms cold.
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