Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing. -Shi's "Butterfly Loves Flowers in Spring"

The catkins on the willow branches have been blown less and less, but don't worry, lush grass can be seen everywhere.

The red sunset is in the temple outside the temple, and the wind has not yet come, and the wind has already blown the buildings in Xianyang. -"East Building of Xianyang City" by the late Xiongnu

Outside the pavilion, the clouds burst into red, the sun set, Shan Yu didn't arrive, and the wind had blown all over Xianyang Tower.

Declining orchid to send guests to Xianyang Road, if the sky is old. -Li He's "Golden Copper Immortal Ci Han Song"

Withered bluegrass bid farewell to distant guests on the ancient road leading to Xianyang. If heaven has feelings, it will grow old with sorrow.

Please don't mention anything about Hou Feng, how many lives will be sacrificed for a person's success! -Tang Caosong's Sense of Time

Please don't mention the appointment of Hou Jiaguan again. How many soldiers' lives will be sacrificed for a general's success!

I stole a long time because I was chatting with monks in the bamboo yard. -Tang Lishe's "Helin Temple Monastery"

I talked with a monk for a long time when I visited the temple, and it is rare to get a moment's leisure in this eventful autumn.