Combined with two or three Tang poems, talk about why Tang poems are the bright pearl of Chinese culture.

I am looking forward to it. Finally looking forward to it. Spring has finally arrived.

Miss Chun came gently with life and hope. She crossed the river, across the plain, along the way. When you enter the spring, you will fall in love with the warm vernal equinox, because you wake up the earth gently, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its eyes and then sows the seeds of life.

In spring, you will also fall in love with the continuous spring rain, because it awakens the grass, moistens the willows and blooms the spring flowers, telling us that spring is coming. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow swaying waist, dancing with the wind; Yingchun trumpeted and cried happily.

Into the spring

I am looking forward to it. Finally looking forward to it. Spring has finally arrived.

Miss Chun came gently with life and hope. She crossed the river, across the plain, along the way. When you enter the spring, you will fall in love with the warm vernal equinox, because you wake up the earth gently, and the earth that has slept for a winter happily opens its eyes and then sows the seeds of life.

In spring, you will also fall in love with the continuous spring rain, because it awakens the grass, moistens the willows and blooms the spring flowers, telling us that spring is coming. The grass came out of the ground and looked at it strangely; Willow swaying waist, dancing with the wind; Yingchun trumpeted and cried happily.

In spring, you will also love the singing of birds, the croaking of frogs, and the music of all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallow. I often search for telephone poles, because they are small and exquisite notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp".

How much joy you have brought to people in the long-lost spring!

In spring, you will also love the singing of birds, the croaking of frogs, and the music of all lovely and energetic creatures, especially the lovely swallow. I often search for telephone poles, because they are small and exquisite notes on the staff, playing the first movement of spring with the cry of "chirp".

How much joy you have brought to people in the long-lost spring!