Praise the poems of Chun Yu

"Spring" Author: Dou group

Yesterday, I saw the flowers, and now I am rainy.
The world is like a rain, Mo Aifang Philippine.


"The Minister's Office of the Shuduan, I will see the spring rain."

Author: HE package

The drizzle did not become a lining, but the curtain was faint.
Only look at the wet, do not send into the depths.
The gap is thin and smooth, because of the wind and the piano.
Must be moved outdoors, smashing into the night.


"Wu Men Chun Yu"

Author: High toad

Wudian fell a long spring, and Wu Gongfang was late.
Wang Sun is impatient with the rain, and breaks the spring breeze.


"Spring Rain does not smell Shrike" Author: Gu

The tongue is coming to the dumb, and the monks are waiting for the weather.
It’s not about the autumn water, it’s silent.


"Spring" Author: Li Shang-yin


The red building looks cold in the rain, and the beaded foil lights return alone.
The long road should be sad and the night is full, and the wreckage still has a dream.
Yu Yuzao He Yuda, Wanli Yunluo a geese fly.


"Spring" Author: Lee salty with

The Great Emperor blew through the frozen wind, and the Qingyun melt stream flowed through the sky.
Tianren drunk and introduces the black wine note, and the incense is swirled into the flower root soil.
Dust and light dance Tang Tangchun, the gods have no trace of raspberry new.
The old peasant private and the shepherd boy theory are all in the warehouse.


"Hi there send rain" Author: Li Zhong

Youth is raining all day, the son of Mo Siqing.
Resist the West Garden, and observe the South acres.
The most pity ridge wheat, do not hate the wet forest.
The father and the old should congratulate each other.


"A Wei Wei ancestors see the post after the spring rain"

Author: Liu Hui

The wind is five more rainy, and the bird is in the spring of March.
Xuan window through the beginning of the day, feasting fiber.
The emperor’s head is out, and the neighboring family is new.
Pity is high and quiet, there is a casual person.


"Spring" Author: Liu Fu

The depth of the rain is deep, and you want to be lazy.
If the smoke flies in the desert, it seems to be wet.
The grass looks at the sputum, and the flowers are low.
Xiao listened to the bell and encouraged the early morning.


"Spring Rain is Sending Beauty"

Author: Lu Guimeng

Xiao Xie lightly flies in the sun, and the city side of the river blocks Chunhui.
Although the wild flower house in the wilderness is frozen, it also has the bamboo fertilizer.
Look at the tooth folds with double squats.
It’s no match for the fishing rod.


"Lin'an Spring Rain"

Author: Lu

The world has been thin like a yarn for years, who makes the rider Jinghua?
The small building listened to the spring rain overnight, and the deep lane Ming Dynasty sold apricot flowers.
The short paper is used for leisurely grass, and the fine window is divided into tea.
Su Yi Mo Mo sighs, but Qing Ming can get home.


"Chang Chun-yu" Author: Luo Ye

The wind and the imperial state, can stagnate the cold and hinder the tour.
In the middle of the Wuhouchi Pavilion in the middle of the night, the beauty was shocked as a flower.


"After the rain" Author: Meng Jiao

It was raining last night, and God’s sake was a group.
What is the most prophetic, and the court is contending.


"Spring" Author: Qi Ji

If you want to be as anointed, you will first hear the landmines.
Yunlong can stand up, wind power comes for a while.
The peasant mulberry field, the sorrowful willow platform.
Who is going to be sunny and warm, there is a peony in the court.


"The River Spring Rain"

Author: Qi Ji

Jiang Yu is in the rain of the moon, and Ping Lu is also wavering.
Half is snow, heavy for Ze Guohan.
The farmland is flooded and the customers are difficult to travel.
Killing the people, the waves are smashing.


"Spring" Author: Xu Ning

When the flowers are boring, it is raining, and the clouds enter the waters of the people to destroy the banks.
Yesterday, the spring wind was on the road, and the poor red koi was throwing mud. "Spring, such as cream" Author: Yu mallard

The power is light and dusty, and it is wet and wild.
The fine light adds weight, and the scent splashes evenly.
The tragic travels of the silk scene, the gloom of the glory.
Go back to the low wing butterfly wing, cold drop language bird body.
Sprinkle Yue to destroy the snow, blowing the river and stacking Yuan.
Dongcheng and Ximo, after the sunny, interesting new.


"Early spring thunder" Author: Zhang says

The northeast spring winds are coming, and the rain is coming.
The yellow stalks will change into the willows.
The tree is suspended from the book, and the smoke is used as a platform.
The river fish has not been frozen, and the river has already heard the thunder.
The beauty of the nightmare, Jin Ping can not open.
Nothing to talk about, empty discretion.