Verses describing hibernation include:

1. The government army has been breaking up the counties for several years. I've been listening to the neighbor's chickens crowing for three hours, and I've heard rumors that the enemy's horsemen have been there all night. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm going to be able to do it, and I'm going to be able to do it. I have heard that people in the north are afraid of the warmth, but I can't imagine that I would be in a state of shock now. In the long fall, I ran to the south and suffered from miasma, while Cuihua made a series of patrols and violated the humidity. I am not sure if I will miss my wandering, and I will forget to stand for a long time with my eyes on the cold river. The bird's mouth is filled with mud from the Yellow River, and the sky is filled with air. The birds are not returning to their homes overnight, and they are querulous about leaving their chicks behind. The two sparrows hold benevolence, feeding and charging. As the chicks meander, they call out to each other from the clouds. Though the birds and the swallows are not the same, their feelings are not different from each other. It is difficult for the bird to recognize itself, but it is fortunate to have the master's book. The hibernation of all the hibernation, the grass and the trees are all over the place. The new swallow, both into my hut. The first nest is still there, and we will return to the old house. Since we parted, the garden has been deserted; my heart is a stone, how will you feel? The ancient - its three" (Wei Jin) Tao Yuanming

4, the rain is new flowers, a thunderstorm hibernation began. The field home for a few days of idleness, plowing from now on. All of them are in the field, and the garden is also on the management. I'm not sure if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure I'll be able to do it, and I'll be able to do it. The price of hunger is not bitter, and the wealth of life is a joy. The granary is always in storage, and the corvée is still in progress. I am ashamed of those who do not cultivate the land, but I have to go out to the village for my salary. The Guan Tianjia (Tang) Wei Yingwu

5, the children do not laugh at the Chen people, the lake and the sea spring back to the new hair Xing. Thunderstorms and winds startle the hibernation households, and the sky opens up to turn the earth to Hongjun. The color of the river is rising, and the willow curls are shaking the dust. I want to go to the Orchid Pavilion but I want to go back to the boat, and I feel ashamed of the Qingzhen in laughing. Spring Sunny Rafting (Song) Lu You