Source: Tang and Song poems
The spring breeze, gentle and affectionate, blows the green willows, blows the flowers, and holds out a spring of thousands of purples and reds. No one can resist the teasing of the spring breeze, and no one is not intoxicated by the spring breeze. The spring breeze travels thousands of miles, bringing the news of spring to every corner of the world.
When the spring breeze is coming, my heart is also in an instant, like spring water rippling, like weeping willows, what a beautiful season this is.
The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest, and it will be prosperous as soon as it arrives.
Come to sweep the snow of thousands of mountains and return to the flowers of all countries.
——Qing Yuan Sheet "Spring Song"
The spring breeze is like a distinguished guest. This metaphor is so apt. The spring breeze brings prosperity to the world, melts away the snow of thousands of mountains, but promotes the boundless flowers, making the world a sea of flowers, full of vitality and beauty!
As soon as the spring breeze comes, everything is vying to sprout first, and no one is willing to lag behind. Those willow trees are the most proud works of the spring breeze.
The jasper is made into a tree high, and ten thousand green silk ribbons hang down.
I don't know who cut out the thin leaves, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
- Don He Zhizhang, "Song of the Willows"
From a distance, the willow tree looks like it is carved from jasper, and thousands of hanging willow sticks are like green ribbons, gently fluttering, charming and colorful. You see the spring breeze in February, like the sharpest scissors, three times and two strokes, it cuts out a beautiful spring, who else can do it?
As soon as the spring breeze blows, the earth warms up, and everything gets the news of spring, how can it continue to sleep? And the grass with strong vitality only needs the spring breeze to spread to the sky, as if it is racing against the spring breeze.
Leaving the grass on the plain, one year old and one withered.
Wildfires burn inexhaustibly, and spring breezes blow and regenerate.
Yuanfang invaded the ancient road, and the clear green connected the deserted city.
He sent Wang Sun to go, full of farewell.
——Don Bai Juyi, "Farewell to the Ancient Grass"
The lush green grass in the field is one year old, glorious in spring and summer, yellow in autumn and winter, and the cycle repeats. Wildfires can't completely burn it down, and when the spring breeze blows, it quickly revives, and the earth is green again. The grass in the distance obscured the ancient road, and under the sun, the clear green connected the deserted city. Today I come to say goodbye to my old friend, and it is difficult to bear this full of sorrow!
The spring breeze is gentle, sending bird songs, sending flowers, this lively season, everything is the protagonist, everyone has to be happy.
In the late days, the rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and plants.
The mud melts and flies the swallows, and the sand warms the mandarin ducks.
——Tang Du Fu
The wind and the sun are beautiful, walking in the suburbs, the rivers and mountains are bathed in spring light, which is more beautiful and affectionate. The spring breeze blows, sending the fragrance of flowers and plants, which makes people intoxicated. The soil melts, and the swallows fly around, picking up the spring mud to build nests. On the beach warmed by the sun, a pair of mandarin ducks fell asleep comfortably, which is really enviable!
The spring breeze never favors one over the other, no matter how remote the place, the spring breeze will not be forgotten, and spring will definitely come.
春风先发苑中梅，樱杏桃梨次第开。
The camellia elm pod is deep in the village, and the spring breeze comes for me.
- Don Bai Juyi, "Spring Breeze"
The spring breeze first blew away the plum blossoms in the inner garden of the palace, and then the cherry blossoms, apricot blossoms, peach blossoms, and pear blossoms also bloomed one after another. The flowers are so lively, and the cauliflower and elm pods in the deep village are also full of joy, and laugh and say that the spring breeze is also coming for me! Yes, the spring breeze will blow all over every corner of the world, and even if we are humble and small, we don't have to be presumptuous, there will always be opportunities, and we must have a brave and loving heart!
The spring breeze blows, blows away the flowers, blows the green stream, and what season is more romantic than spring? Even the fishermen who no one pays attention to feel a deep happiness, and they are even more free, drunk in the spring breeze, walking on the green water, wandering in the shape of a wreck, and having a wind-like soul.
A spring breeze, a leaf boat, a cocoon and a light hook.
The flowers are full of Zhu, the wine is full of Ou, and the waves are free.
——唐·李煜《渔父·一棹春风一叶舟》
The fisherman drove a light boat, rowed a long oar, and sailed on the blue waves in the spring breeze. Sometimes he lifted a silk thread, lowered a light hook, and sometimes raised a flask. Behold, above the sandbar there are spring flowers, and the pot is full of wine. On these thousands of waves, how happy and comfortable it is to be leisurely and enjoy wine.
The spring breeze blows the spring light, the spring breeze brings warmth, and in the spring breeze, people will become more sensitive and affectionate.
The spring forest flowers are charming, and the spring birds are sad.
The spring breeze is full of affection, blowing me open.
——Northern and Southern Dynasties, Anonymous "Midnight Four O'clock Song, Spring Forest Flowers"
In the woods in spring, flowers bloom one after another, and the birds of spring chirp gracefully. Walking in the countryside in the spring, stepping on the green and appreciating the spring, the spring breeze is coming, with affection, blowing open my spring shirt. At this moment, my heart felt as if something had struck me. Spring is so beautiful, the spring breeze is so gentle, and young people also have unspeakable hearts.
Spring is also a romantic season, and there will always be some unexpected beauty. Perhaps, it is the spring breeze that is too affectionate, perhaps, it is the yearning for love, who listens to it. When you walk into my field of vision, it is a deliberate arrangement of God, right?
More than thirteen years old, cardamom tips in early February.
Spring breeze ten miles of Yangzhou Road, roll up the bead curtain is not as good.
- Don Du Mu "Farewell"
I met a beautiful young girl who was beautiful and charming. She is indescribably beautiful, like the cardamom flowers that have just bloomed in early spring in February. met by chance, but it was destined to part. The spring breeze blows all over the world, all the way for me to see me off, in this prosperous Yangzhou city, I roll up the bead curtain every time, but find that there is no one who can compare to her! No matter how gentle the spring breeze is, no matter how bright the scenery is, it can't make me happy again!
How much love has the spring breeze witnessed? The flowers blooming and falling, the beginning and end of the story, have become secrets that can no longer be told. When the spring breeze blows again, the original heartbeat is now just heartache. Chunfeng tried to give some comfort, but in the end there was nothing he could do.
Last year, in this door today, the peach blossoms on the faces of the people were red.
The face of the person does not know where to go, and the peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
——Don Cui Hu "The Title of the Capital City Nanzhuang"
Last year today, in this humble courtyard, I met someone I will never forget. She stood under the blooming peach blossom tree, the peach blossoms were red, her cheeks were red, and she was shyly smiling, which was really beautiful. Today, I am finally here again, and I want to see her again. But the courtyard was empty, and the search was fruitless. I stood abruptly under the peach blossom tree, the peach blossoms were still in the spring breeze, smiling so brightly. In a trance, she was in front of me, and when she stretched out her hand, she was separated by time and space, and she was sad in vain!
In the spring breeze, how much I miss. I entrust my thoughts to the spring breeze, and I hope that you, who are on the other side of the world, can understand my heart.
The cave house rose in the spring breeze last night, and the old people are still separated by the Xiangjiang River.
On the pillow for a while, in a spring dream, travel thousands of miles south of the Yangtze River.
- Don Cen Shen, "Spring Dream"
Last night the spring breeze blew into the deep bedroom and told me the news of spring. I think of you on the shore of the Xiangjiang River. Unconsciously, I fell asleep, and it only took a moment of effort in my dream to complete the journey of thousands of miles and meet you in Jiangnan.
The spring breeze blows the green earth, the spring breeze warms the world, people in other places, always feel that the spring of the hometown is the most beautiful.
Jingkou Guazhou is a water, Zhongshan is only separated by a few mountains.
The spring breeze and the south bank of the Green River, when will the bright moon shine on me.
——Song Wang Anshi, "Docking the Boat in Guazhou"
Jingkou and Guazhou are only separated by a river, and Zhongshan is only separated by several peaks, which is not too far. The spring breeze blew green on both sides of the Yangtze River again, and I couldn't help but sigh, when will the bright moon shine on me and return to my hometown? Time is fleeting, and the spring in my hometown is waiting for me!
When the spring breeze rises again, I hope that the wanderer has returned to his hometown, and the spring breeze is affectionate, as if there has never been desolation in time.
I have been away from my hometown for a long time, and recently I have been half-selling personnel.
Only the mirror lake in front of the door, the spring breeze does not change the old waves.
——Tang He Zhizhang, "Returning to the Hometown Doll Book Two Songs II"
After being away from my hometown for many years, time has changed everything, and when I returned home, I felt that the personnel had changed too much. Only the mirror lake in front of the gate is still exactly the same as before. Under the blowing of the spring breeze, the lake ripples slightly, and the years are still so quiet and beautiful, which makes people move and want to cry.
The spring breeze blows, there are purple and red in the wind, there are fireworks in the wind, and there are countless joys and sorrows in the wind. When the spring breeze kisses me lightly, when the spring breeze lifts my hair, I feel a deep happiness. I seem to have returned to my youth, running in the spring breeze, with countless dreams and endless courage, running all the way to the future.
-Author-
He Yu, a woman who likes poetry, looks for beautiful details in the four seasons, and wishes time to leave warm memories.