Mao Yan is low and small, and the grass is covered with bean sprouts. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the grass is lush. Eight In the snow floats across the sky of Tatar. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and orioles sing on the trees. The road is narrow and the grass is long, the grass on the stream is green, the evening dew is stained with clothes, and the trees are green in spring. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
Lonely, pitied by grass and streams. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden.
These flowers are becoming more and more charming. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
There are many trees. -Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village
The north wind breaks the white grass, and Nautilus Island is a nest of sweet grass for planting beans at the foot of Nanshan Mountain.
2. Li Bai, a poem about grass, a bird in the tree, with Noda grass, strayed into a dead mulberry.
The ground is not so easy to be uprooted and rooted in the soil, and it will not die in spring. Although the vegetation is ruthless, because mutual dependence can still exist.
Why do leaves and leaves on the same tree have different fates? Li Bai, who saw the Chinese Pulsatilla in the weeds, got drunk and went to the Tianjia wilderness to sing.
In the grass, there are Chinese Pulsatilla. Fold the mirror, and everything will decline with the temples.
Slightly fragrant like a slap in the face, I hate the east wind. Chang Xin Cao (a long letter to the palace, a song to express resentment) Cui Chang Xin Gong Cao is sad every year.
Therefore, the invasion of beads does not make jade step away. The Spring Grass Palace yearns for the invisible king of Liu Changqing, and the fragrant grass is the spring scenery of the old palace.
Or use the color of the skirt, green to show the Chu people. Provincial experimenters entered Liang Zhong Wudongheng Chuncao, where there was a piece of Lingcao and a stream beside it.
This is a mess of raspberry moss color, but it is still fragrant. It is called a far scholar, and it is held to serve the Ming king.
North Que Yan lives close, and Nanshan lives longer. Gold paste is wonderful, stone marrow is not good.
Touch a drop and you won't die. Weeding rhododendron is harmful to people, so why bother to repair it?
Its poison is very stinging, and its abundance is countless. Walking in front of the forest in the morning, the river color is still there.
How can I stay in the high autumn when the thorn pierces my eyes? When the frost is wet, it is difficult for the leaves to stay.
Lotus hoe is naive and still begging. Turn to the middle of the water, is it like a fishing boat?
Stubborn roots grow easily, and dare to make them higher. I feel more relaxed and quiet because of the wide obstacles.
You can't be embarrassed, and you can't believe in illness. The grass in the court is cold and blue at the beginning, and it comes into sight in spring.
Old leaves are raised low, and new leaves are heavy. You should go into battle lightly, and there will be repeated confessions when there is a banquet.
Look at the flowers with the order of the festival, and dare not be strong. Jiang Chuchun sent the judge Lu Huangfu Ranjiang and Hehe.
Miscellaneous weeds are constant, they want to live. Far away in the sky, leisurely, the rain is deep and the smoke is shallow.
Look embarrassed, worry increases, but the pace is slow and embarrassing. Li Pu Xi Xiang Bin, Si Fujun Xi sent beautiful women.
Chu Xiang Road, Xi, Wu Zhou District, far away from the isolated city, Yi Xi defends alone. When the new moon can separate the dew, the setting sun shines in the sky.
Ask what you want, it's too late to drown in the whirlwind. Tingzhou is full of grass, and Wang Sun is willing to read Home Returning Day.
Dongfeng Pavilion is endowed with a cold current grass. Tourists can't get tired of seeing the grass beside Dongli Creek. Yu Fang is old in a secluded place and looks cold in a dark color.
Fortunately, I am very satisfied with my feelings and have not been rewarded with green. Chuncao rumor Gu Kuang Chuncao didn't understand the lines, so he took people to the east.
January and February are full of colors, and Wan Li is thousands of miles away. It was endowed with the grass of the royal garden. In the shady imperial garden, Yao grass has long sunshine.
Dysprosium contains smoke, and there is a faint sunset. The rain is denser and the wind is warm and fragrant.
Hold the edge of the staff and ride into the chapter. Wet smoke can't shake, and the fine shadow is messy.
If you are always afraid that it is too late, who can tell the difference? Caocao, caozhang.
Discount, look. Being born everywhere makes people old.
The golden palace is made of jade, and the ancient road is deserted. Qingqing is thousands of miles away. It's early spring.
Every time the north and the south leave, they pour things one by one. I am a mountain man, chatting with Wang.
Longchi Spring Grass Chen Yi Youth Guangfeng Garden, fine grass all over Longchi. Qu Zhu crossed the apple leaves and went back to the pond to provoke willow branches.
The wind blew and I tried to leave the shore. The ribbon golden dike is quiet, and the shade is connected with Yushu.
The sun is floating and the waves are moving unevenly. Whether it is farther than life, Fang Xin doesn't know.
Hu Ling's "xianggong" saw what the new orchid was, and ordered Liu Yuxi to be the grass in front of the national court and move it to Xunzi in Hanshui. Although Zhumen is different, Yushu is cloudy.
Brilliant colors condense and spread, and the fragrance never returns. Guanghua juvenile Pei has a soft heart.
Cherish the night in Philip Burkart and enjoy the solitude in the air. Those who send a message to know each other play the piano in the wind.
The scenery of the province is floating on the grass. Liu Yuxi is bustling with beautiful spring scenery and lush green grass. The calendar is chaotic and fresh, and each has its own shortcomings.
At first glance, I suspect that I am in cotton and have a little money. The shadow breaks through Lambert, and the fragrance turns to clusters.
The smoke is colorful and dewy. Fortunately, due to the adoption date, this is Fang's era.
Say goodbye to Bai Juyi's ancient grass, the boundless grass on the plain, which comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Grass in the tree Zhang Hu Grass in the tree is not dangerous to support its roots. Grass grows a tree but dies. You can know glory and death.
Hurt grass like a guest, die first every year. There is no reason to accompany the flowers, just because of the wind for the time being.
Grass in the yard Cao Ye The grass in the yard is very shallow, and nature has done nothing. I dare not complain about the spring breeze.
In the residual rain south of the abandoned garden wall in Ye Luo, the color of robes is velvet. The faint fragrance secretly stirs the footsteps of tourists, and far green is the only way.
The three Chu people hate their guts, and it's hard to meet them outside the gate of Wuhou. Every year, there is a spring breeze with 10,000 wheels.
In Tianjie on the banks of Qujiang River, there are many chariots and horses in both places. Unlike seeing you in Nanpu, half and half.
Enjoy spring (one is fragrant grass and the other is a spring outing). The fragrant grass in Ye Luo is warmer and greener, and the road to leisure is temporary. Check human affairs every year, only the spring breeze does not love the world.
Don Yan Qian, Chuncao, entered the pond with his dream, but he was not in Jingu. The green wind blows all over the world year after year.
Spring grass Tang Yanqian went around the roadside from north to south, and there were roots everywhere. Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.
Spring grass in Qujiang is in the valley, flowers fall on the bank of the river, warm smoke disappears, and the color of rain and grass is far away. Don't roll the incense wheel until it is green, and leave it to the sad people to get drunk.
During my five or five years in Guanghua, I publicly visited the province to test Cao Chun's green poetry. The title is Zheng Gu Changhong's new work "Blood Stains", which covers the riverside. If you want to find a flower path, you must be fascinated by Cui people.
The window screens meet and build by laying bricks or stones, which is beautiful in jade. The sky borrows a new sunny color, and the clouds bypass the sunset and spring.
Grass and Wu Rong can't be dyed, and painting can't be obtained. When Changhong was alive, there should be no such color.
Spring grass is green, the east wind blows, and the grass is new in color. Thousands of miles in depth, fighting for a spring.
The tender leaves are in the smoke, and the fragrance moves to the shore. On the golden pool lighting day, the road is fragrant dust.
How wide is the contribution of nature? Yang and force are self-balanced. Today, when it happens, I sincerely wish it a wonderful day.
Spring grass is blue, Yin Wengui's fine grass is blue and sad, and there are thousands of faces in Nanpubin. Growing up is like hating farewell, and growing up hurts spring.
Rain smoke is China Resources, and the sunset is fine and even. Flowers are sticky and colorful, and people win with softness.
The shallow reflection reflects the water in the palace pool and faintly covers the dust on the road. Du Hui, if you can get married, swear to pay your debts.
Grass Xu Yin waste garden wasteland is covered with green moss, and it is hard to open a long letter and hate. Gusu elk eats and thinks about food, whether the prince and grandson of Chuze will come or not.
The color is tender like dyed blue juice, and the leaves are cut like scissors. After Zhao Yan's death, celebrities came forth in large numbers, and Guo Kuitai remained immortal.
Xu Yin, a roadside grass, made a ceremony in Qinyuan Bay, Li Ping, who taught the roots to the roadside. Bare-hoofed embroidered hub looks like a platform, but it is not glorious when it is glorious.
Spring grass and fragrant grass are not only full of pools, but also sweet words in dreams. The spring breeze has enough power to reach the ancient city wall.
Grass Su Zheng, sympathy for fatigue, dedication. Every year, I help the world. I plant the noble and the humble.
Because there are many grasses, everyone who wants to pick them knows. If the branches are gods, how can the daughter be straight?
Raw grass is not a crude drug, so it can't show virtue. It's nothing strange that crude drugs don't grow grass.
3. Poetry about grass is planted in Shannan, and the grass is covered with bean sprouts. The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. -Tao Yuanming's Return to the Garden.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging. -Cao Cao's Looking at the Sea
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass. -Cui Hao's Yellow Crane Tower.
The thatched roof of the hut is low and small, and the stream is covered with green grass. -Xin Qiji's Qingpingle Village
The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. -Du Fu's Hope for Spring
The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.
The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.
Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
The moss on the stage is green, and the grass color enters the curtain. Moss in Yuan Mei
Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.
The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.
The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.
However, how much love there is in this inch of grass, and it was reported to Meng Jiao's "Wandering Songs" in Sanchunhui.
Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.
The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.
Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.
Autumn grass grows older on the stranger, and the sunset comes to the building every day.
4. Idioms and poems about grass 1. The sky is grey, the wild is boundless, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile) 2. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: Farewell to Ancient Grass) 3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. But how much love does this inch of grass have? However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: Song of Xia Sai) 1. The sky is gray, the wilderness is vast, the wind blows, and the cattle and sheep are low. (Chilean song) 2. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass. But how much love the inch-long grass has won the third spring? (Meng Jiao's "Wandering Son") Cold food. (Han "Cold Food") 2. The mountain overlapping water flow twists and turns is worried that no way can walk, the willow green flowers suddenly appear a mountain village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village) 3. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains) 4. Why does Qiangdi blame the willow, and the spring breeze is not enough? (Monk Wang Zhihuan knocks on the door of the moon. (Jia Dao's Living with Li Ning) 7. Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow") 48. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night, and a dead tree produces 10 thousand pears. (Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell to Wu Gui") Grasses on the grassland come and go all year round, and wildfire never quite consumes them blows again. Sweet they press on the old high-road, Emerald meets the wild city. When the wind blows in the wild, cattle and sheep fall in autumn and grass turns yellow. When you climb the mountain, you can see that the grass is zero at the end of the year. The strong wind cracked the grass in Gorkon. Bai Juyi, the endless grass on the plain, comes and goes with the four seasons. Wildfire has never exhausted them. They are tall again in the sweetness of the spring breeze. They are pressed against the ancient avenue and reach the crumbling gate. Remarks: 1, divorce: vivid and distinctive. 2. Distant fragrance: grass reaching far away. 3. lush appearance. Weeds in ancient plains were chaotic, and they flourished in Qiu Lai every spring. Even if the wildfire burns endlessly, the spring breeze will still flourish. The grassland in the distance hides the ancient post road, which extends to the desolate city. The green grass grows in spring, so send it away. This is a poem about objects, which can also be regarded as an allegorical poem. Some people think it's a mockery of the villain. Judging from the whole poem, although the original grass refers to something, its metaphorical meaning is uncertain. As a kind of "tenacity", "the mountain fire never swallowed them up, and the spring breeze blew high" is widely known and has become a swan song that has been passed down through the ages. Cucumber is a kind of grass, and the spring breeze is full of sighs. If you kill two grasses, Yang Hongyin can kill them. The family gave Miyun Dragon a new gift, only to Yuan Tiao Liuqigong; There are mountains and grass in Lai, like poems. On the arrangement of volumes, it is a shame that grass falls on the earth. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze.
5. An ancient poem about flowers and plants, Wang Anshi. A few plum blossoms in a corner, hanling alone. I knew from a distance that it wasn't snow, because there was a smell coming. Bai Juyi, a rambling grass, comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection. Li Bai went to Lianhua Mountain in the west and watched the stars all the way. Holding a white hibiscus flower in both hands, curled up into a ball. Li Bai I watched from a distance the angels riding colorful clouds to the Jade City in heaven, holding hibiscus water: 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? 6? 1 ") 2. What are water, mountains and islands? (Cao Cao: Enthusiastic Users | Published on 2013-10-3018: 29.
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Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees.
2. You can fold flowers straight, and don't wait until there are no flowers.
My road is full of petals-I swept it, not for others, and Pengmen is open for you this time.
4. Peach blossoms compete for peach trees and pick peach blossoms to drink.
When I wake up, I just sit in front of the flowers and come to sleep after drinking.
Half awake and half drunk day after day, flowers bloom and fall year after year.
I hope I die of old age. I don't want to bow my head in front of horses and chariots.
Horse dust is expensive, but hops are poor.
If wealth is compared to chariots and horses, his wealth is my leisure.
The world laughs at me for being crazy, and I laugh at others for not being able to see through it.
There are no graves of Hao Jie in Wuling, no flowers, no wine, and no hoes to plow the fields.
6. Poems on flowers and plants will not be lifted, and poems will be confused —— Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand.
13. In February and March in Yangchun, the grass is the same color as the water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
14. There are many grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
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16. The fallen flowers are helpless, and the return of Yan is deja vu-Song Yan Shu's "Huanxisha"
17. It's not that chrysanthemums are preferred among flowers, but flowers that are not in full bloom-Chrysanthemums by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
18. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation of unopened begonia"
19. Spring breeze and green Jiang Nanan, when will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, Han Yuefu folk songs.
2 1. Xiao He has just exposed its sharp horns, and a dragonfly has long stood on its head-Xiao Chi in 53 Songyang Bay.
22. There is a dry night rain on the leaves in Chuyang, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai.
23. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.
24. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
25. There is grass in the sea —— Reading History's Dead
26. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high —— A Farewell to Ancient Grass by Tang Juyi.
27. The light rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass in the distance is similar in color, but there is no light rain in early spring by Tang Hanyu.
7. Idioms and poems about grass 1. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
4. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
1. The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass)
3. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays? (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot an arrow at night. (Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun) Describe the tree.
1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique. (Korean "cold food")
2. There is no road in the mountains and rivers, and there is another village. (Lu You's Tour of Shanxi Village)
3. Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains)
4. Why should a strong brother complain about Yangliu? Spring breeze is not enough. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
5. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli's "Little Pool")
6. The bird stopped in the tree by the pool, and the monk was knocking at the door. (Jia Dao's "Li Ning's Seclusion")
7. Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi's Liu Yong)
48. Just like the strong wind in spring, when night comes, every tree is in bloom. (Cen Can's Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
The rain in the sky is crisp and crisp, but the grass color is far and near.
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.
Huang Shi, Rong Lu.
At the end of the year, the grass is zero and the wind is high. Gorkon cracked Bai Juyi's Grass.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Precautions:
1, separation: vivid and distinct.
2. Fiona Fang: Grass stretching into the distance.
3. Hey: It looks lush.
Rhyme translation:
The ancient plains are overgrown with weeds, which are full of vitality every spring, and Qiu Lai turns yellow.
Despite the continuous wildfires, the spring breeze is still thriving.
In the distance, the grass covered the ancient post road, extending to the empty city, full of green, clearly.
The green grass grows in spring, sending the wanderer away, but the grass is full, leaving harm.
Comments:
? This is a poem about objects, which can also be regarded as an allegorical poem. Some people think it's a mockery of the villain. Judging from the whole poem, although the original grass refers to something, its metaphorical meaning is uncertain. "Wildfire never completely burned them, and the spring breeze blows high." However, as a kind of "tenacity", it is well known and has become a swan song that has been passed down through the ages. Cucumber is grass, and the spring breeze is not enough to sigh.
Kudzu vine wrapped around eucalyptus, rabbit silk attached to female radish; Two grasses die, and Yang Hongyin is a giant.
My family has given Miyun Long a new gift just to transfer Yuan to Liu Qigong. Relying on mountains for grass, it is worth reciting poetry to recommend spring breeze.
On the arrangement and self-deletion of volumes, it is a shame for grass to fall into the world.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.