"Beginning of Spring": Spring spring plate of fine lettuce, suddenly remembering the time of the two Beijing plums. Plate out of the high door line white jade, the dish to pass the fiber hand to send green silk. Wuxia Hanjiang pair of eyes, Duling far away is sad. This body does not know where to return, and Hu'er is looking for a poem on paper.
It coincided with the beginning of spring, the great poet Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty lived in Kuizhou, wandering uncertainly, reminiscing about the good past, sighing and sighing, so he wrote poems. During the first year of Taiping, Luoyang, Chang'an was prosperous, and the big families of the high gate put the green silk leeks in the white jade plate and fed each other to enjoy the festival. Now living in a foreign land, facing the cold river of Wuxia, I am overwhelmed with grief and full of sorrow. The world is so big, I don't know where to settle down, no longer wandering, no longer dusty.
The beginning of spring is a gift for the remuneration staff outside the Qujiang River": When the spring day is met, the whip is out of the forbidden. The two of them joined hands and said that they would return to the mountains for ten miles. The willow color is early and yellow, and the hydrology is new and green. The scenery is good in the evening, and the cars and horses are sparse in the south. The machine smiled and looked at each other, not startling the gulls and herons.
Compared with the sorrow and loneliness of Old Master Du, the great poet Bai Juyi's outing in Lichun was quite relaxed and pleasant, leisurely and comfortable. In the beginning of spring, friends gather together to visit the scenery of Qujiang River. Along the way, the mountains are green and empty, the willows are light yellow, and the green water ripples. At dusk and evening, when I returned, I was still unsatisfied, lingering, laughing and laughing with each other, and startling gulls and herons to fly.
Spring Festival Joy, Beginning of Spring": Baowan Caisheng piles of golden wisps, double swallow hairpin head dance. The world must know where spring comes from. Wild geese in the sky, trees by the river. Who is the owner of the warbler flower in the old country? Thinking haggard, a few years of detention and travel. Toast the wine to the east wind, and blow the people home.
Yuwen Xuzhong is a famous writer in the Southern Song Dynasty, coinciding with the beginning of the Spring Festival, but he is stranded in the north, far away from his homeland, the thoughts of his family and country, and the sense of vicissitudes. Wearing a banner on his head, dancing with both spring swallows, cutting ribbons and wisps of gold, lively and abnormal, singing and dancing. The geese fly south, the spring breeze dyes green, the face is haggard, the description is withered, dreaming of returning to the homeland, waking up tears wet clothes.
Magnolia Flowers: Spring Day": Three years of living on Bashan Road, the green shirt is full of dust. The body is like the clouds crossing the head of the west, and the grass is closed in Qutang. Chunpan spring wine is good every year, and I try to wear Yinyi and get drunk. Today, everyone is one year old, not that the world favors me to be old.
The great poet Lu You of the Southern Song Dynasty served as the general judge of Kuizhou, his ambition was difficult to pay, he was depressed and unhappy, which coincided with the beginning of the Spring Festival. Wandering in Bashan Shushui, it has been three years, wearing green shirts and cloths, still falling to the end of the world, a life full of dusty journeys, and the action is still undecided. The body is like floating clouds, drifting uncertainly, sorrowful like spring grass, removed and reborn. Spring plate spring wine, mellow and intoxicating every year, Dai Yi on the head, temporarily drink a painful drink, the sun sets, drunk and lying on the grass.
Qingjiang Yin, Lichun": The golden hairpin shadow shakes the spring swallow obliquely, and the wood leaves give birth to spring leaves. The pond begins to wave in spring, and the fire is hot at the beginning of spring. The earth cow is about to arrive in spring.
Guan Yunshi is a famous composer in the Yuan Dynasty, erudite and talented, indifferent to fame and fortune, sparse and handsome, beautiful and leisurely. In the spring season in the south of the Yangtze River, the beautiful girl Jin Hairpin swayed, and the swallows fluttered. The pond is full of water, rippling, the breeze blows, and the trees grow young leaves. Spring is coming, and the plan of the year lies in spring, leading the hard-working cattle and working hard.
Selling Flowers: Lichun": Drinking alone to the Xin Pan, I am worried about the brows. The windows of the building will be closed tonight. The former degree of red flow to the sea, and the swallow is returned. The book stickers are more joyful, and the old cases are deleted. When the wind and snow are full, the mountains will be full of snow. I am often not old in the past year, and spring is more stubborn than people.
Huang Jingren is a famous poet of the Qing Dynasty, who has never met talents in his life, wandering in detention and travel, with a clear and sparse style of words, and a depressed and desolate atmosphere. On the day of the beginning of the Spring Festival, I drank alone in the face of the spring plate, and my worries came to my heart. Lonely climbed the tall building, leaned against the window and looked, but saw the red drifting and swallows flying. With the wind and snow of the thousand mountains in my heart, spring goes to spring, flowers bloom and fall, the years pass mercilessly, and the face gradually ages.