Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran)
In the spring morning, I woke up easily.
Birds are singing everywhere around me.
But now I remember that night, that storm,
How many fallen flowers are there?
Ancient poems describing spring
Liu Yong (He)
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.
Ancient poems describing spring
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Ancient poems describing spring
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing spring
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
Ancient poems describing spring
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Ancient poems describing spring
Chun Xing (Wu Yuanheng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Ancient poems describing spring
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Ancient poems describing spring
Jueju (Du Fu)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
The sand warms the sleeping mandarin duck.
Ancient poems describing spring
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers crushed the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
Soft, soft, soft, soft, soft and soft. The oriole sings.
2. Spring West Lake Poem Su Shi's "Pan-West Lake Nighttalk" poem:
The water is boundless, and the lotus blooms at night.
Watch the lights gradually come out of the temple in the distance, and wait until the moon gets dark to see the lake.
And the poem "Night on the Lake":
I don't drink enough, but it tastes long when I'm half drunk. The basket returned to the lake, and the spring breeze and the cold wind were cold.
Traveling in lonely Shanxi, the night is gray. Yin Qing was mixed with dreams, which made this sentence forgotten.
I still remember Yiyi Lihua Village, smelling a faint fragrance.
And the poem "Hu Huaixi sends her younger sister to tide":
The West Lake has beautiful scenery, and no one is stupid or smart. Look at the income in depth, who can know it all.
Well, I am crazy and straight, and I have already donated it to the world. Dedicated to landscape music and paid to Ning.
Three hundred and sixty halls, looking for poor years. What you get is beautiful, but what you know is hard to spread.
So far, the dream is clear and refreshing. You hold the messenger festival in your hand, and your style shines.
Clean and beautiful, Anken is a gentleman. Hu didn't ride off the screen, but borrowed the monk couch to sleep for the time being.
Read my poem between the walls, cool and wash. There is no way to guide the staff, but it is done with heart.
When you meet an old fisherman, the reed is complacent. Ask if there is, buy fish and talk about money.
Likui jy s poem "West Lake";
Boko account opens peach bank, and the blue radial system is Liu Jin. Birds sing like wine, flowers laugh and keep people.
At dusk in Zhongshan, the balcony is ten miles in spring. Looking back at Xiangwu, Luo Qi Sixth Bridge is new.
Su Shi s poem "Opening the West Lake";
Great men don't expect much, but they will enjoy themselves.
Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead.
Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground.
The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight.
Zhou's poem West Lake;
Pinghu is as green as the sky at the beginning, and the weeds are ruthless and don't remember the years.
At that time, there was a place for singing and dancing, a beautiful boat in the misty rain of Xiling.
Xia Wei's West Lake Zhi Zhu Ci;
There are bursts of laughter all around, and the lake is the clearest today.
Boat people don't decide what to swim, but look at where Yuanyang sleeps.
Pinghu is only covered by sunshine. I don't believe Shaoguang is only here.
Smiling, I picked up the flowers on half my arm, for fear that Lang would be afraid all night.
Don't let Yingying stay for half an hour when you go to the lake bay for the second time.
Look who is the golden horse, sunbathing camels in spring to the lonely mountain.
There is no sunny sand in the spring wave, and the night boat is at home.
Strangely, the spring breeze kept returning, and the head was originally inserted in the plum blossom.
Ouyang Xiu's poem "West Lake";
The fragrance of Han Han disappeared and the painting floated, which reminded Junning of Yangzhou.
Twenty-four bridge months, in exchange for ten hectares of autumn in the West Lake.
Zhao Ziang s poem "West Lake";
Chun yin catkins can't fly, and cattails are greener and fatter.
Afraid of scaring the egrets before, I rode around the lake alone.
Yuan Hongdao's poem "Overview of West Lake";
Longjing Rao Ganquan, flying rich in stone and bone. The wind blows ten miles in Su Qiao, and the sun, the moon and the moon win.
Qianci has no good place, only a good stone yard. The old pavilion in the lonely mountain is full of shade and forest.
A peach blossom a year, a gray hair a year old. Look at the clouds in the south and the moon in the north.
Chu people have no feathers and can swim across.
Fan's poem West Lake;
How many tourists are there by the lake? Half of them are between the misty rain and the broken bridge.
Try your best to watch songs and dances in the spring breeze, while mortals watch the green hills.
Zhang Dai's poem West Lake;
Looking back at the beginning of the West Lake, why did you get this name? I was surprised to meet the west and was deeply impressed by the ancients.
Brilliant mountains and rivers, verve misty rain. I can't help crying, but I have deep feelings.
When you look at the smoke, you can't find it. My hometown is on the road, and this place is called the middle of the lake.
Splash ink on Mi Dian's paintings, and feel the same with Bo Chyi Chin. The autumn waters in the south of China are amazing throughout the ages.
Going ashore, I didn't look at the lake fishing lights for several months. From the water, the dike trees were smoky.
Tell the truth, no makeup is available. Ask who can appreciate it, with a beard.
And the poem "Ten Scenes of West Lake":
One peak is in the upper position, and the two have a good talk. There is the West Lake here, so I refuse to go.
(Two peaks in the cloud)
The lake is as cold as ice, and the moonlight is lighter than snow. Give up three pools, Hangzhou people don't look at the moon.
(Three pools print the moon)
High willows and yin gongs, sparse missing the waning moon. I hesitate to loosen the soil, but I wonder if I stepped on the snow.
(Broken bridge and residual snow)
The night sky falls to the south screen and is as thin as paper. The bell rings on it and crosses the river at night.
(Nanping Night Clock)
Smoke willow curtain peach blossom, ruby sink autumn water. It's too late to be weak, and Shi just went to sleep.
(Xiao Chun, Su Causeway)
There is a slight wrinkle on my cheek, which makes me smile. What makes Lotus drunk? Warm wind is like wine.
(Qu Yuan Feng He)
The deep willow is called oriole, and the clear sound enters the empty green. If you have poetry, you should not go beyond preaching.
(Liu Lang Wenying)
Canta is a drunkard near the shore of the lake. Strange feelings are in the rubble, so there is no need to resort to labor.
(Leifeng Sunset)
Look at the bright moon in autumn, air conditioning into Lin Hao. Listen to the lonely geese, the sound is light and the sky is high.
(Autumn Moon in Pinghu)
I hate releasing ponds and building fish prisons for no reason. When you come to Huagang today, are you willing to be bound?
Write a poem about the West Lake in spring _ Baidu knows
3. Poems on a Spring Tour to the West Lake: Leifeng Sunset [Yuan] Yin
Cloudy mountains and pale mountains play the role of money, while thousands of feet's floating picture leans in the air.
Painting a boat on the lake is all I want, and the lonely peak is still sunset red.
Su Causeway Xiao Chun [Ming] Zhou Yang
Just when the future is a dark flower, the thick lake fog dispels the forest sand.
Where the yellow crane stops smoking, it crows over Su Causeway Xiao.
On June 27th, Su Shi was drunk in Wanghulou.
Clouds poured out and poured down like ink, but a mountain range was exposed on the horizon, bright and fresh, and the splashing water was like white pearl gravel, splashing on the boat.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle.
Wanli of Songyang, Jingci Temple, Chu Xiao
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun.
Drinking on the lake, after Chu Qing, the rain fell on the stone.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate.
Yuemuyuan
The grass is separated from the tomb of the king of Hubei, and the stone beast is in danger.
Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner.
When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed.
Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it.
Yixihu Zhangming Huangyan
I met Xizi Lake in my dream, but I woke up in a vague dream.
The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple.
Bai Juyi, a person who stayed in the West Lake in the Tang Dynasty.
The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.
Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.
4. Who can tell me the ancient poems describing the West Lake in spring and the poems describing the beauty of the West Lake?
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (Su Shi)
Lonely pu boundless water, lotus fragrance at night.
Su Shi's Five Wonders of Pan-West Lake
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water surface is flat at the foot of the cloud.
Several early songbirds compete for warm trees, and their new swallows peck at the soil in spring.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the eastbound lake and the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana.
Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons.
The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers that reflect the sun are different.
Yang Wanli's Letter to Lin Zifang from Jingci Temple in Chu Xiao.
Chunti Lake
(Tang) Bai Juyi
Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint.
There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon.
Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu.
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake.
In Wang Yanna's Su Gong Di in the Ming Dynasty, there is a poem that "the shadows hide the oriole in the willow, and the fragrance scatters the wind and flowers chase the sound of hooves". This poem focuses on the intoxicating scenery of Su Causeway. "West Lake Six Bridges, One Willow and One Peach." Every spring in March, willows are blowing, green waves are flying, peach blossoms are in full bloom, red clouds are everywhere, and the green smoke of Shili Long Beach is filled with intoxicating fragrance. In the Ming Dynasty, Zhang Ning's poem "Spring Dawn in Su Causeway" said: "Liuyang is full of long dikes, and Huaming Road is not lost. Before the painting boat rises, the side pillow listens to the sound of warblers. " Wu Weixin's poem "Qingming is a thing in Su Causeway" in the Southern Song Dynasty said: "At dusk, willows are prostitutes." Lu You also wrote a poem "Flowers are full of Su Causeway willows and smoke". It can be seen that Su Causeway can't live without the singing of Liu, Xin and Ying.
5. A poem describing the spring scenery of the West Lake: the sunset glow of Leifeng [Yuan] is high and the money is light, while the floating picture of thousands of feet is empty.
Painting a boat on the lake is all I want, and the lonely peak is still sunset red. Su Causeway Chunxiao [Ming] The dark flowers of poplar are just in spring, and the heavy lakes and fog are separated by forest sand.
Where the yellow crane stops smoking, it crows over Su Causeway Xiao. On June 27, Su Shi Wang Hulou was drunk with books, covered with dark clouds and jumped into the boat in white rain.
Suddenly, the wind rolled up and dispersed the clouds in the sky. The lake was blue as a mirror, beautiful and gentle. After all, the scenery of the West Lake in June is different from that at four o'clock.
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. Drinking on the lake, after the rain, Su Shi's water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are overcast and rainy.
If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. In the Yuan Dynasty, the tombs of the King of Yue and the King of E in Zhao Ziang were separated by grass, and stones and beasts were in danger in autumn.
Officials in Nandu look down on the state capital, but the people in the Central Plains are still looking forward to Wang Shi's banner. When a hero is killed, it is too late to regret, and the world is doomed.
Don't sing this poem to the West Lake. I can't sing it. Recalling the West Lake, Zhang Huangyan dreamed of Xizi Lake, but the dream was vague.
The Wu Tomb of Gaoling is connected with Suzhong, adding a new temple. Bai Juyi's trip to the West Lake from the Tang Dynasty was miserable, and his ancestors left his throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years. Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.
6. Poetry about the West Lake It is always appropriate to compare the West Lake to the West Lake in ancient poems. -Su Shi's "Drinking Two Rains on Lake Chuqing, Part Two"
When will the singing and dancing in the West Lake stop? Warm winds make tourists drunk and make Hangzhou a continent. -Lin Sheng's "Title Lin 'an House"
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Flowers bloom, West Lake is good, and wolves are still red. -Ouyang Xiu's "After picking mulberry seeds and flowers, the West Lake is good"
In December in Chongzhen, I lived by the West Lake. -Zhang Dai's "Looking at the Lake Pavilion Snow"
The West Lake is spring, and the spring water is green. -Ouyang Xiu's Song of Cao Xie in West Lake in Spring.
I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake. -Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake
The sky is high and the West Lake is good, and everything in the clouds is fresh. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Tian Rong Water Town West Lake is Good"
During the Qingming Festival, the West Lake is good and prosperous everywhere. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Thinking about the West Lake on Qingming Day"
After the lotus blooms, the West Lake is good, and when the wine comes. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberry Seeds, Lotus Blossoming, Better West Lake"
Who can enjoy the West Lake? The scenery is always good. -Ouyang Xiu's "Picking Mulberries, Who Can Enjoy the West Lake"
7. There are two poems about early spring and West Lake, and two poems about early spring are presented to 18 members of the Ministry of Water Resources.
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Juyuan Yang in early spring in the east of the city
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
West Lake (Famous Forest)
Lin Sheng
When does the West Lake song and dance stop outside the Qingshan Building outside the mountain?
Warm winds make tourists drunk and Hangzhou a continent.