What are the poems about "praising the beauty of flowers"?

It is said that plum blossoms bloom early. Why is it so spring? From Meng Haoran's A Visit to Yuan.

It is said that the plum blossoms on Dayu Mountain bloom very early, but after all, they are not as pleasant as the spring scenery in their hometown. The poet expressed his sadness about his friend's exile by playing hard to get, which was deep, euphemistic and implicit.

1, half of the 100-acre courtyard is covered with moss and peach blossoms are in full bloom. From Liu Yuxi's "Revisiting Du Xuanguan". Xuandu's vast courtyard is covered with moss, and the original peach blossoms are gone, only cauliflower is in bloom. Where have all the Taoist priests who used to work hard to grow peaches gone? Liu Yuxi, who read poetry last time, is back again!

2. Huayang has no talent in pods and can only solve the problem of flying snow all over the sky. From Han Yu? Late spring. Spring is about to pass, and flowers and trees want to keep the pace of spring when they hear the news, and they are competing to vomit and compete for beauty, and suddenly all flowers are blooming. Even beautiful flowers and elm money are unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into flying snow.

In the evening, I bid farewell to a guest on Xunyang River. Maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in autumn. From Bai Juyi's Pipa Trip. In the autumn evening, I went to the head of Xunyang River to bid farewell to a guest. The cold wind of autumn blows through the bottom of maple leaves, flowers rustle and autumn sounds rustle, leaving a bleak autumn scenery everywhere.

A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. From Li Bai? Break up in a hotel in Nanjing. The spring breeze blows the catkins, the fragrance in the hotel is overflowing, and the maid holds out the wine and advises me to taste it carefully. Young friends from Jinling rushed to see them off. If you want to leave or stay, drink your sadness and happiness. Ask me, Donghe, Bieqing, running water, which is longer?