Wang Wei

Red beans are born in the southern country,

When spring comes, several branches are sprouted.

I wish you would pick them more often,

This thing is the most lovesick.

Happy Rain on a Spring Night, Tang Du Fu

Good rain knows the season,

when spring is happening.

With the wind, it dives into the night,

and moistens things silently.

The path is dark with clouds,

and the riverboat is bright with fire.

When I look at the red wet place,

Flower heavy Jin Guan Cheng.

The Sixth Patriarch Huineng

Bodhi has no tree,

and the mirror is not a platform.

There is no such thing,

where is the dust.

You can find what you want among them~~