The short sentences in Chinese writing are beautiful.

1, no one asked the fallen flower outside the door, and the shadow was long. -Cao's "Spring Breeze".

2. Under the tree in Sun Fang, Zi Wang, before the flowers fall, the singing and dancing are so beautiful. Liu Xiyi, the sad generation of Chinese Pulsatilla.

3. At sunset, wine [pèi] is idle, and two or three voyages have not yet landed. It's late in the falling flower fragrance cabin, and the fish seller at the end of the broken bridge is scattered. -Ma Zhiyuan's Shouyang Song-Pu Yuan sails back.

4. Where is the spring return on the pond? Flowers fall, sheep are everywhere, the lonely hall is empty, and dreams are broken. -Qin Guan, like a dream.

5, falling flowers, falling flowers are indifferent, green leaves reflect Dan, and return to Jingu. -Wang Bo, Fallen Flower.

6. Go out with a smile. Xin Qiji's water tone-I don't recommend drinking.

7. Horseshoe treads on water to disturb Minghui, and the drunken sleeves are caught in the wind. Liu Yin, mountain residence.

8. The south is unfamiliar and the flowers are idle. Raindrops. Silence, a spring wound, is all in the brow. -Zhou Bangyan's "Tell My Love-Out of the Woods, Apricots Fall into Gold Plate".

9. The elegant state of swallows is happy. Out of the water, west and east. -Liu Yong, the fragrance-Xiao Jing Suo.

A sentence in full bloom:

Every flower here is in bud, very lush. Seen from a distance, it hangs in the air like a green cloth. The peach blossom in the rain is so charming and lovely, as if the bud in bud has been baptized by rain, honed by snow, bathed in sunshine, tested in summer, cared for in autumn and bred in winter, and has blossomed into a moving gale, blowing in the dark.

Blowing open the petals of ten thousand pear trees can't help freezing. How can plum blossoms be fragrant? All love can't be shut up. An almond goes out of the wall, pomegranate blooms in early summer and autumn, and pink flowers decorate the whole tree.

It's like a ruby with a green screen, which makes people want to see but dare not play. Pink peach blossoms, snow-white pear blossoms and delicate begonia flowers are in full bloom, looking at a large area of colorful cherry blossoms. I really doubt whether the Nine-Day Fairy has seen pear blossoms nearby.

Trees and flowers are sparse, just like watching a landscape painting with a light pen and light ink. It is light and elegant, full of lotus leaves. Although she is not as elegant as a chrysanthemum or as charming as a rose, all she has is the simplicity and vitality of flowers.