What spring poems are there?

Peach blossoms bloom first in spring, and no one can see clearly. -Zhou Pu's Peach Blossom

I don't know how many people will go, but old flowers are coming. -Cen Can's "Two Songs of Mountain House Spring"

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. -Han Yu's Chun Xue

Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green. -Jiang Kui's "Yangzhou Slow Huai Zuo Du Ming"

The grass is always moistened by drizzle, but the flowers are cold in the spring breeze when they want to spread. -Wang Wei's Drinking and Pei Di

The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are chirping happily under the leaves. -Du Fu's "Shu Xiang"

Spring bothers me that I can't sleep, and the moon moves the railing. -Wang Anshi's Spring Night

Warm rain, sunny wind, the beginning of breaking ice, the eyes of willow leaves and the cheeks of plum all feel the heart of spring. -Li Qingzhao's "Liang Zhu, Warm Rain, Sunny Wind, Breaking the Frozen First"

The grass is green, the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy. -Jia Zhi's "Two Poems on Spring Thoughts"

Yingying Spring, Flower Liu Zhen. -George's Clear Sand

With a chill, alone in the small building, the morning is cool and dreary, as if it were late autumn. Looking back at the screen, the light smoke, the flowing water, the mood is faint. -Qin Guan's "Huanxisha, Lonely and Cold, Go to Xiaolou"

The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven. -Early spring in the east of Juyuan Yang.

Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and shepherd's purse is spent in the stream in spring. -Xin Qiji's Partridge Days, Soft Mulberry Breaking Buds

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. -Su Shi's "Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene/Hui Chong Chunjiang Xiaojing"

It is spring breeze, spring rain and spring flowers; I look at Jiangnan, and I look at Jiangbei. I see waves in the sky. -Huang Tingjian's Yuan Yuanming's Journey to Ji Yun.

There are oranges in the residual snow, and the freezing thunder scared the bamboo shoots to sprout. -Ouyang Xiu's "The Play Answers Yuan Zhen"

How charming peaches and plums are before the wind, and how soft willows are. -Xin Qiji's "Wuling Spring Peach, Li Feng, How Beautiful"