The beautiful poems of spring are as follows:
1. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
Translation:
A steady rain fell over the streets of Beijing. The rain was as fine and moist as milk. The grass came out of the ground. From a distance, the grass color was vaguely connected. When you look closer, But it seems sparse and sporadic.
Appreciation:
This poem praises early spring, captures the soul of early spring, and gives readers endless aesthetic pleasure. The poet did not have a colored pen, but he used poetic language to depict colors that are extremely difficult to describe, a light and plain color that seems to be there but not there. Without sharp and detailed observation and superb poetry, it would be impossible to refine the natural beauty of early spring into artistic beauty.
2. It is easy to recognize the east wind, and spring is always spring.
Translation:
Everyone can see the face of spring, it is a riot of colors and flowers are blooming everywhere.
Appreciation:
"Spring Day" is a poem written by Zhu Xi, a thinker and educator in the Song Dynasty. On the surface, this poem looks like a landscape poem, describing the beautiful scenery of spring; in fact, it is a philosophical poem, expressing the poet's good wish to pursue the way of a saint in troubled times. The whole poem embodies theory and interest in the image, and the conception and writing are wonderful.
3. The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
Translation:
Seeing the spring breeze blowing green on both sides of the Yangtze River again, when will the bright moon illuminate me and allow me to return to my hometown?
Appreciation:
"Mooring at Guazhou" is a seven-character quatrain composed by Wang Anshi, a famous poet in the Northern Song Dynasty, which expresses the poet's longing for his homeland. One of the famous lines "The spring breeze turns green to the south bank of the river, when will the bright moon shine on me again" has been praised by people for thousands of years. The word "green" in the poem turns the invisible spring breeze into a vivid image, which is extremely expressive