What poems describe "everything revives in spring"?

1, "Acacia"-author Wang Wei Tang Dynasty?

Red bean shrubs grow in the south and produce many branches in spring.

People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention.

Red and round red beans grow in the sunny south, how many are born in the spring season? I hope that people who miss me will collect more, and small red beans will attract acacia.

2, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"-the author Du Fu Tang Dynasty?

Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.

The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.

Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.

Good rain seems to pick the right time, arrival in the spring when everything is born. With the breeze, quietly into the night. Fine and dense, nourishing everything on the earth. Thick dark clouds covered the fields and paths, and only a little fishing fire from a fishing boat by the river emitted a ray of light, which was particularly bright. When the morning comes, the wet soil must be covered with red petals, and the streets and alleys of Jinguancheng must be a colorful scene.

3, "Fangcao/Fude Gu Garden Grass Farewell"-author Bai Juyi Tang Dynasty?

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.

I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

How lush the long grass is, it turns yellow in autumn and winter every year and thickens in spring. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green. Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

4, "Liu Yong"-the author He Tangchao?

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently. Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.

5, "the garden is worthless"-the author Ye Shaoweng Song?

Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.

But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.

Perhaps the owner of the garden was worried that my clogs would trample his precious moss and tap Chai Men lightly, but no one came to open it for a long time. But the spring scenery in this garden can't be caged after all. Look, there is a pink apricot flower on the wall.