meng haoran
)
I slept well and didn't know that the dawn of spring had come.
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Birds sing everywhere.
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But now I remember that night, that storm.
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How many fallen flowers are there?
willow
(
He zhangzhi
)
Emerald is shaped into a tall tree.
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There are countless green silk braids hanging.
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Who cut these delicate leaves?
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The cold wind in early spring
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Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
(
Du Fu
)
A rainy season
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When spring comes, it will fall.
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With the wind, it slipped away at night.
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It moistens everything silently and gently.
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Dark clouds are gathering over the wild lane.
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A lantern loomed in the boat.
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Dawn sees saturated red.
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Flowers bloom in this town.
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Niaomingjian
(
Wang Wei
)
Listen quietly to the osmanthus falling to the ground.
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There is nothing around the hills at night and in spring!
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Sometimes birds are startled by the moon.
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Whose climbing sound echoed in the valley.
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Qingming Festival
(
Du Mu
)
It rains in succession during the Qingming Festival.
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Pedestrians on the road want to die.
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Cowboy, is there a bar anywhere?
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A cowherd pointed to a small bed in the apricot blossom.
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Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple
(
Bai Juyi
)
In April, all the flowers disappeared.
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The peach blossoms in the mountain temple have just begun to bloom.
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I often lament my retirement in spring.
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In April, all secular flowers are eclipsed.
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late spring
(
Han Yu
)
The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon.
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Dressed in red and purple, they try to make the season stay.
Willow velvet and elm pods can't be displayed
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Go with the flow, thinking that I have created a vast snowy day.
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Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji
(
Han Yu
)
The drizzle turned the beautiful streets into cream-
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The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
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My friend, this is the best time of spring in a year.
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Absolutely the best-before the hazy willow trees cover the city.
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Chunxing
(
Wu
)
The willow is overcast and misty.
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See the warbler in bloom.
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Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness.
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In my dream, I flew back to my hometown of Chunfeng.
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Titu chengnan Zhuang
(
Cui Hu
)
In the same room on the same day last year.
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Pink peach blossoms set off a white and ruddy face.
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The familiar face disappeared, and I don't know where it went.
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Love and be loved
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Quatrain
(
Du Fu
)
In the evening, the sun stays on the beautiful scenery.
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Feng Chun Cao Hua lane
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Swallows are busy building nests with wet mud.
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A couple slept on a warm beach.
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Looking for flowers by the river alone
(
Du Fu
)
Yellow four parents' flowers closed on the path.
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The road is full of flowers, and so many bouquets are covered with branches.
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Attached to the fragrant flowers, butterflies fly from time to time
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Soft, soft, soft, soft, soft and soft. The oriole sings.
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The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
Absolutely the best-before the hazy willow trees cover the city.
the Tang Dynasty
Han Yu's Early Spring is an Eighteen-year-old Member of the Ministry of Water Affairs.
Apricot beside Wanshu River,
Open a new night wind.
The garden is full of shadows,
Shine in the green waves
the Tang Dynasty
Wang Ya's "Song of Spring Tour"
There is no youth in the New Year.
The grass bud was surprised at the beginning of February.
Snow is too late for spring,
Targeted darts fly in the trees in the courtyard, forming flying petals.
the Tang Dynasty
Chun Xue of Han Yu
Susu tidbits are late,
Feifei lycopene is light.
Long-lived male birds,
Chun yuan zi Jing
Spring outing in Qiantang Lake
Bai Juyi
Gushan Temple North Jiating West
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The water at the foot of the cloud is flat.
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Several early songbirds struggled to perch in the warm sunshine trees.
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Whose new swallow is holding mud in the nest?
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The chaotic flowers gradually confused the eyes.
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The tender grass has just covered the horseshoe.
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I like walking in the east of the lake best, and I will never get tired of it.
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In under the greenwood tree, on the white sand embankment.
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Chun si Tang Huang fu ran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Let Yuan He ride a car and carve his triumph on the rocks! .