A poem describing catkins flying all over the sky

The poem describing catkins flying all over the sky is as follows:

1. The flowers didn't flow with the water, they were slapped by the soil. -"Jade House before the wind, I want to persuade Spring to live" Song Xin Qi Ji

It doesn't want to drift like a fallen flower on the shore and temporarily become a floc flying on the soil.

2, crazy catkins dance with the wind, fine peach blossoms open with water. -"The quatrains ramble" Tang Du Fu

I only saw catkins jumping wildly, dancing with the wind unscrupulously, and thin, self-respecting peach blossoms drove the running water away.

3. Pears are pale, willows are dark green, and willows are full of flowers. -"Hegang Donglan Pear Flower Map" stone

Pear blossoms are white, willow leaves are dark green, catkins are flying, and pear blossoms are all over the city.

4. You will have to leave people indefinitely, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze. -Liu Don Zheng Gu

It seems to know the infinite feelings of homesickness, and thousands of wickers shed countless catkins to attract charming spring.

5. Street south, full of trees and snowy Man Chun Road. -"Yu Jie Xing Jie Nan Lv Shu Chun Rao Xu" Dao Ji, Song Yan

There are dense trees in the south of the street and many catkins in spring. Catkin floats like snow on the road to spring.

6, the breeze blows catkins, and new fire smoke comes out of the kitchen. -"Seeing Friends at Riverside Garden on Qingming Festival" Tang Jiadao

The weather is fine, and the catkins are flying in the spring breeze. After Tomb-Sweeping Day begged for a new fire, smoke from kitchen chimneys rose in Ran Ran, the people's kitchen.

7, Sichuan smoke, full of wind. It rains when plums are yellow. -"Jade Case Lingbo Weihengtang Road" Song He Zhu

Just like endless tobacco, catkins flying all over the city, and the continuous plum rain in Huangshi.

8. Where are the flying flocs and flowers? Ice and snow are devastating. -"Linjiang Xian Liu Han" Qing Nalan Xingde

Where did the catkin poplar drift with the wind? It was destroyed by thick ice and snow.

9. When I was young, I would bring my plain hands, spend flowers and fly in catkins, and get fragrant slowly. -"Feng Xiao Yinsuo Leave Sorrow" Song Han Zhen

At that time, she used her delicate white hands to walk among the lush green grass in the willow season. This is really a love story between flowers and incense.

10, leaving sorrow is causing chaos, which is even more strange and confusing. -"A bunch of flowers makes Gao Huaiyuan hurt when he is poor" Song Zhang Xian

Don't hate wicker, it's inextricably linked. What's more, on the east street, weeping willows are already misty.