Willow contains smoke and spring,
Climb into a pedestrian every year.
It is windy to defecate with low branches,
No road sweeping dust.
2. Dai Shulun's "Ford Field Ting Liu"
The pavilion is full of water.
Rain is thin and smoke is soft.
Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the songbirds reminisce about the past.
How can I get late autumn with more discounts?
3. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.
The spring breeze outside the city blew the wine flag,
Pedestrians waved at sunset.
Chang 'an is on the infinite tree,
Only weeping willows will leave.
4. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua.
Thousands of willows in Qingjiang River,
Twenty years ago, Boss Bridge.
Once bid farewell to the lover bridge,
There is no news so far.
5. Li Bai's Grandma Pavilion
The saddest place in the world is this farewell acie law.
Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.
6. Luo Yin's Liu
It's sunny on the shore. Say goodbye,
Spring cannot depend on each other.
My own flock of birds is still uncertain.
Strive to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
7. Wang Wei in Chengwei District
The acropolis cleared the dust of rainy city,
The guest rooms are green and willow.
I suggest you have another glass of wine,
There is no reason to go out of Yangguan in the west.
8. What about Liu Yong [Tang]
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
9. "Liu Du" Don Du Mu
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
10, The Old Willow on Zhou Ti North Road by Tang Dynasty poet Bai Juyi.
The withered edge of the skin has been weathered for a long time,
The short pole is the frequency of warping climb.
But when it comes to half failure,
I don't know who the first seed is.
The fragments of snowflakes are decreasing year by year,
Tobacco leaves are sparse and new.
Don't be old and fragrant,
Every spring is better than every spring.
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I revisited my old place, as if I had returned home from the wild.
The weeping willows on the bank of Fenhe River seem to know the old man. He wants to get dressed and sleep.
12, "Modern Solo" Bao, a poet in the Southern and Northern Dynasties.
Willow has a spring breeze, one low and one high.
Who can remember sleeping alone for three poplars in the air?
13, "Three Ancient Meanings" Song Dynasty poet Zhang Lei
The willows in the garden dance like shame.
How to calm down and see sadness.
14 "Liu" Song Dynasty poet Zhao Fan
Pine chrysanthemum still exists in her later years,
Five willows came back to life.
Love is not in the spring breeze,
It depends on when the autumn wind falls.
2. The poem with the word "Liu" in the seven-character quatrain woke up tonight, and Xiaofeng was dying.
"Two orioles sing green willows, and egrets cover the sky."
On a rainy morning in Weicheng, the guest house was green and willow-colored.
Spring breeze knows not to be bitter, but not to send willow green.
Willow in Xicheng makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect.
The most heartless thing is Taichengliu or Shilidi.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch.
Staring at the railing, dark and melancholy, Liu Hua flies with the east wind.
The most important benefit is that in the spring of the year, the smoke and willows in the imperial city are fragrant.
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. It rained when I thought of it today.
Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry. Willow branches are broken and flowers are flying. Will pedestrians come back?
For the time being, drown your sorrows in wine, don't frown and narrow your waist, there is only parting before you die.
Spring breeze strives to cherish the long street.
Outside the city, the wind is full of wine flags, pedestrians are waving west, Chang 'an is on an infinite tree, and only weeping willows are leaving.
Forty years after the dream of breaking incense, Mr. Liu in Shenyuan stopped blowing cotton and walked like a mountain, but he still died. (Lu you. Shen Yuan)
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Xicheng willow makes spring soft, moving away from sorrow, tears are hard to collect. -Qin Guan
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. -Wei Zhuang
Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry. -The Book of Songs
Willow on the bank of Hanyang River attracts visitors to the east branch. -Li Bai
Staring at the railing, I am gloomy, and Liu Hua is flying in the east wind. —— Ouyang Jiong
3. Poems about Yangliu, Li Baiyi and Qin E
Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, and the Han tomb is gone.
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The willows on the ground are green and heavy, the flowers in the sky fly, the wicker flies, and the pedestrians don't return.
Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!
Weizhuang Tu Jinling
The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
Zhu He. Sapphire case
A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.
Zhou Zizhi. Tashahang
Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.
Xin Qiji. Touch the fish
Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.
Su Shi. Shuilongyin
Cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgia Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. Yulinling
One spring night, Li Bai heard the flute in Los Angeles.
Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.
In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!
4. Poems describing willows can be used to sing willow lyrics.
Yang Liuan Xiaofeng Canyue
Flowers bloom in the morning, and lying down is better than lying down.
Smoke willow painting bridge,
Thousands of green tapestries hang down, and the living room is green and willow-colored.
Little catkins are blowing on the branches,
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, and the grass in the sea is growing.
Willow trees pile up into smoke,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors. I regret teaching my husband to find seals.
Flowers are everywhere in Spring City.
There is a well there.
Weicheng is a city of light dust and rain, and it is still ten miles away.
Why should a strong enemy complain about the willow? The warbler wears a willow belt, and the wind curtain is green. There are hundreds of thousands of families.
Suddenly, I saw the willow color in the stranger's head, and the cold food was slanting.
Ruthless is Taicheng Liu.
He zhangzhi
Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and the curtain is not heavy.
Willow shade is straight, smoke is bright and blue.
The weak willows are yellow and full of ducks, and the spring breeze is not enough to cross Yumen Pass.
Weicheng Yuchao Town is dim and dusty.
5. Poems about Willow Li Baiyi Qin E has a deep voice, and Qin E's dream broke Qin Louyue.
Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off.
The sound of dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, the willow in Hanjialing is farewell, the flowers are flying all over the sky, the wicker is broken, and the pedestrians do not return. Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan. The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain.
Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing! Now, in Weizhuang, the rain is among the rivers and grasses, and in the Six Dynasties, birds sing like dreams.
Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage. How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.
Zhu He. The sapphire case is a smoke willow, and there is no reason to live in Lanzhou. Zhou Zizhi. Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the setting sun is there, and the future is bright.
Xin Qiji. Touching the fish seems to be not a flower, but a little tears. Su Shi. The hoses are cold and mournful.
Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop.
All the cars are full of drinks. homesickness
Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.
I was speechless and choked up. Read it.
A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky.
Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.
Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight.
There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only.
There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. One spring night, I heard the flute and Li Bai's flute in Los Angeles. Their flutes were flying secretly and scattered in the spring breeze. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.
6. The poem about "Liu" is graceful and swaying, which is favored by literati in past dynasties and often used as the object of lyric expression. There are countless masterpieces of chanting willow in Tang poetry. Among them, his poem "Chanting Willow" is the most famous:
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
This poem, contrary to the previous description of the slim figure of a beautiful woman in the image of a willow, turned the willow into a beautiful "jasper" and vividly described the charming posture of the long branches and bright green leaves of the willow in the spring breeze with anthropomorphic methods.
Among the poets in the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin had the most affection for Liu. In his collection of poems, there are as many as a dozen poems with the theme of "Liu". The poem "Giving Willow" depicts the charm of spring willow;
Willow color on the platform, bright or dark-all the roads, willow branches are dancing like young girls.
Many people have heard the praise of Liu Feng to the extreme, and now what they see is just the same graceful.
The charming willow color has reached the bridge, and my heart is behind me when I watch the willow color cut off and extend across the bridge to the long beach.
Liu Er is really thoughtful, releasing catkins like snow, floating and flying in the brothel.
"Shade" and "staggered" describe the lush scene of willow, either bright or dark, with soft strips hanging down. "Romantic" and "graceful" describe the light posture of willow, flowers fly like snow, and describe the prosperity of spring willow to the extreme.
And "Willow" is about willow in autumn:
I used to chase the east wind, just like a dancer dancing at a banquet. It was a spring full of flowers, and people were playing in Leyuan Scenic Area.
How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene.
Write autumn willow, compared with spring willow. The prosperity of willow in spring reflects the decline of willow in autumn; The more prosperous and proud the spring is, the more haggard the autumn willows are.
Both of them are chanting willow, but the poet shows completely different feelings: writing spring willow highlights his joy and love for the prosperity of spring willow; Writing autumn willows is the poet's lament over the decline of autumn willows.
Chanting willow is often used as a farewell in Tang poetry. Luo Yin's "Willow" is a farewell scene on a sunny day in late spring, outside Chang 'an, on the bank of Bashui, by means of comparison.
It's sunny on the shore, so it's hard to say goodbye.
I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
In farewell poems, poets usually fold willows to bid farewell. Such as Dai Shulun's "Willow on the Dike":
The weeping willows are full of silk, and spring comes to weave parting.
Pedestrians climb, and now when my heart is breaking.
Shi Jianwu's "Folding Willow";
Seeing Yang Liuchun by the roadside, I folded it all again.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year.
Yong's Riverside Willow is unique:
The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked.
If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.
The heroine in the poem not only didn't bid farewell to the willow, but hoped that the willow would continue, so as to be a lover's boat and never part.
In addition, Bai Juyi's "Qin Lou Xi Lao Liu" outlines a picture of "the breeze immediately" with concise brushstrokes, which is also a self-portrait of the poet:
The wind blew on a half-withered branch and immediately looked at the old man affectionately.
Kaiyuan a willow, Changqing two years in the spring.
And Tang's poem "weeping willows" has another meaning:
No feelings for the spring breeze, who dares to underestimate the enemy in the world?
The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist.
This poem not only depicts graceful weeping willows, but also relates to the story of King Chu Ling's "Love a thin waist, and maids starve to death". The irony is directed at the emperor and the feudal bureaucratic group headed by him. It is a unique poem of "Chanting Willow".