1, the bird is startled in the moon, and sometimes it is in the spring stream. Wangwei's Bird Watching Creek
2, the spring rain adds flowers, flowers move a mountain spring. Qin Guan's "Good Things Near"
Chun Xue is full of air and feels like a flower. Chun Xue in the East Qiu.
4, Yangchun Budeze, everything is brilliant. Long song in Yuefu Ancient Poems
5, the most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the willow. Han Yu's Early Spring
6, chaos is not yet yellow, relying on the east wind will be crazy. Ceng Gong's The Singing Willow
7. The spring breeze blew out the dream of my hometown overnight and brought it to Los Angeles. Wu's Spring Festival.
Spring breeze is like wine, I don't know what it is. Cheng Zhidao's Song of the Red Plum Pavilion
9. Fragrant trees have no flowers, and birds crow all the way to the spring mountain. Li Hua's spring outing improvisation
10, there are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset is oblique at the corner of Wuyi Lane. Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane
Idioms describing beautiful scenery:
1, beautiful scenery: describe beautiful scenery.
2, water and mountains: generally refers to the landscape.
3, soft mountain temperature: describe the scenery elegant.
4. The meaning of spring: the meaning of spring, the weather in spring; Decline, will do, will decline. Describe that spring is about to pass. Source: Langtaosha by Li Yu in Southern Tang Dynasty: "The rain outside the curtain is gurgling, and the spring scenery is fading away."
5, melting ice: melting like ice, melting like snow. Metaphor things completely collapse and disappear. It is also used to describe the scenery in early spring.
6, the moon is boundless: it is said that the scenery is the best.
7. Willow fireworks and fog: describe the hazy scene of spring.
8. Famous mountains win Sichuan: famous rivers and famous mountains with beautiful scenery.
9. Li Tao Zheng Hui: Peach blossoms and plum blossoms are competing to open. Used to describe the beauty of spring. Source: Yuan Anonymous's "Appreciating Chrysanthemums in Dongli" is the third fold: "Flowers are also because you don't compete with flowers, and flowers are also because you don't compete with other peaches and plums."
10, eyes intoxicated: describe the beautiful scenery intoxicating.
1 1, sunny, beautiful bath, green leaves, beautiful and clean. Bo Jing Hong Lian Ying, elegant rhyme poem. You can know that it is clear but not evil, and you can know that it is muddy but not dirty. You love peony and I love lotus. Topaz refers to the jade plate. The flowers are blooming just right and the butterflies are dancing. Power-power leaves meet the blue sky, with frogs and tigers in between. Enjoy railings, boats, feasts and willow cotton. The rhyme is melodious and drunk with the wind, and the light ink is lightly poured into the picture scroll. Xi Zi likes the imperial concubine, Shen Yu wants the wild goose. Regardless of the wind and rain, holding a green umbrella alone. No matter the sudden wind, the waist will not bend. Xinyu dares to live in the valley, and integrity is better than bamboo. Dreams are born in spring and round in summer. Unfortunately, there is no round heart in autumn, but it will be humbly hidden between lotus roots. Lotus leaves are astringent and lotus seeds are sweet. I don't blame the hardships of three summers, but I am willing to be virtuous and kind in the mud. Send away the sunset and return to the mountains, and the ice sky is high. The moon is full of shadows and the fragrance is far away. Fireflies dance and trees sing cicadas. The pavilion sits on the fiddle, which is clean and fragrant. Flowers bloom silently, and kindness makes a sage. Lotus opens the throne and Guanyin is in the middle. A pulse of incense curled up, meditating and chanting Buddha. Hu's Lotus Fu
1, the years are short, the years are flowing, maybe the winter is too long. When the spring breeze blows away the willows in Wan Li overnight, the mood seems to be much more cheerful. On a morning when the wind is light and the clouds are light, I walked by the river favored by the green willows in the early spring sunshine and watched the water flowing in the river flow happily because it had frozen. The crystal clear river water can be counted as goose soft stones at the bottom of the Qinghe River, occasionally skimming over the water surface.
The river bank has put on new green clothes. All kinds of flowers and plants that have just woken up quietly show their buds. There are clusters here and there, as if whispering something and whispering.
Walking into this autumn, the wind and rain along the way, like a pot of aging, exudes a faint fragrance in my memory. All along, I just spent it in a calm mood. Although there is no colorful past, it is just a touch of calm, which is enough to make this life intoxicated.
4. Silent day and night alternately converge into a forward river, dragging all the memories forward without support and direction. A misty rain fell on the pages of March, bleaching the old consulting stationery that had been yellowed and pale. On a quiet night, a soft moonlight shines through the window, and the stars in the night sky shine brightly. Missing drops condense into loneliness in the left hand, and fall into concern in the right hand.
5, a rustling, human joys and sorrows. With a touch of vicissitudes, the sleeves are full of fragrance, and the secular feelings disappear without a trace. A bright moon, carrying a wisp of breeze, passes through the Millennium dust. Lonely fingers slip through the sadness of the soul, and how much affection is left. A melancholy dream dedicated my life to tenderness and poetry, but I have lost you.
6. Time flies before our eyes, and words are weathered in the folds of time. Looking at this quiet world, the quiet night, the ups and downs in the depths of the past, the shadows of the old year are all gone. A cold freeze attached to the ferry when it came, and the past was vivid and the dust on earth was unbearable.
7. After the glitz, listen to the rain quietly. The world is too noisy and has deviated from itself. It is detached in silence, not often flooded, and inadvertently moved. As we all know, winter is often accompanied in my heart. Even in hot summer, falling snowflakes will paint a sad scene.
8. Because of the wind and the moon, the reflection on the lake is full of colorful sparkling, and occasionally a few egrets sing in the mottled tree shadows on the central island. By moonlight, a boat floats leisurely on the lake. Maybe everyone on the boat is looking up, and then they are baptized by moonlight and enjoy the cool breeze.