Jasper is as high as a tree, and ten thousand hairs hang down.
I don't know who planted the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Yi Yi returned to her youth, tempting the infinite love in the spring breeze.
White snow flowers are many and empty, and green silk strips are weak.
Every spring is pitiful, and it is forbidden to sleep for three times.
The sadness is chaotic with the wind, and the rain is shining with enthusiasm.
Gudu wants to lead the wanderer out of the pavilion and give him a whip.
This is a flute night. Look back at some trees and cigarettes.
The general's western expedition has not yet returned, and the sons and daughters of Xianghu Lake are full of Tianshan Mountains.
The newly planted willows are three thousand miles long, attracting the spring breeze to cross Yumen.
2. Liu San 1, Li Bai's "Recalling 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 Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died.
Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent. The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty.
2. Juyuan Yang's "Fu Liu Bie Zheng Wai"
Willow is full of smoke and spring, climbing pedestrians every year. Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust.
3. 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?
4. Yang Liuzhi of Liu Yuxi.
Outside the city, the spring breeze blows the wine flag and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.
5. Yang Liuzhi, Zhou Dehua
Qingjiang Qianliu was the Boss Bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.
6. 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.
7. Luo Yin's Liu
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.
8. Wang Wei
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.
9 "Liu Yong" [Tang] He.
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Evergreen silk tapestry (tāo).
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
10 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. References:
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3. Poems about willows:
1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees
Original: The short awning is shaded by ancient trees, and the stick helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Park the boat and tie it in the shade of an old tree on the shore; Walk across the east side of the bridge with crutches and enjoy the spring scenery. The spring rain seems to wet my clothes on purpose, and it keeps raining. Spring breeze gently blows people's faces, with a fresh willow breath.
2, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. -Excerpted from "Village Residence" by Gao Ding in Qing Dynasty
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
In February of the lunar calendar, the grass gradually germinates and grows, the orioles fly around, and the willows gently brushing the shore are intoxicated by the spring fog. The children in the village came home from school early, and quickly flew kites in the blue sky in the east wind.
3. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -two Liangzhou poems written by Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty.
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!
The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains. Why do you want to complain about the late arrival of spring by playing the plaintive "Yangliuqiu" with Qiangdi? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!
4, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. -From Han Yi's Cold Food in Tang Dynasty
The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.
In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and there are countless red flowers. Cold food festival, the east wind blows the willow in the imperial city. In the evening, the Han Palace sent candles to the princes and ministers, and the light smoke drifted to the emperor's favorite home.
5, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. -from Wei Zhuang's Taicheng in the Tang Dynasty.
Original: The rain fell on the river and the grass was neat, and the birds sang in the Six Dynasties. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.
The river is misty and rainy, the river is covered with green grass, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, leaving only the sad cry of spring birds. The most heartless thing is that the willows in Taicheng are still hanging on the Shili dike like light smoke.
4. Poems about Willow Cui Hu commented that in May, the willow roots at the water's edge were quite elegant and the shadows were shallow.
Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer. The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered.
Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew. A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised.
Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring. Zheng Gu commented that the willow was half smoke and half rain, and the apricot reflected Taoshan Road.
You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze. Zhan Dunren commented that Liu Di's poetry planted 30 hectares of rice and 100 willow trees.
Rice can be used for porridge and willow can be used for cooking. Rest in the shade of willow trees and study in the corner of rice fields.
To be happy, Yao and Shun are both farmers. Liu Zongyuan commented on the theme of willow planting, the history of willow thorn in Liuzhou, and the riverside of willow planting.
Laughing and laughing is a story that continues into the past. When you cover the ground, you will hang the curtain, and when you dry it, you will ascend to heaven.
Good at thinking of others, but shy of passing on. Li Shangyin commented that Jiang Tingfu's farewell banquet followed Liu Lu's song (back to the official residence), and Haruka dared to cut it lightly, asking for half a cup.
Jiang has been killed, and Mei Zi has been hiding in the snow. Widowed and true disciple, Yin's worry came at once.
What can I get from poetry, but I think it's twenty cents. Han Wo commented that Liu Yi's golden wire cage brushed the curved bridge, which was broken by children.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Shi Jianwu's comments are miscellaneous songs. Look at the injury next to Lu Yang. A branch is broken again.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year. Wang Bo commented that Liu had committed the crime of smoking and was resting at night.
The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng. The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns.
I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness. Liu Xian commented on folding willow sand into Sanjiang, and Mrs. Jin in February.
Blue smoke, willow color, and pink continue to lead the way. Show pity and cry, think of dancing towels.
I can't see you because I'm listening to new music. Du Mu commented that only one willow contained smoke and shook the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand. On the banks of ancient dikes, willows curl and trees smoke.
If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. Zhang Mi commented on the greasy powder of willow branches, and Joan's makeup penetrated the blue yarn, and the snow was not exaggerated.
Jinfeng scratched her head and hung it to her temple, her hair was messed up. Leaning against the cloud screen, sleeping, dreaming and laughing.
There are some pillow flowers hidden in her red cheeks. Lu Tong's commentary sent Cui Liuzhou's messenger to fetch the book, which caused many worries.
If your prince doesn't believe me, he will always look at the bald head. 360 States, only Liuzhou.
It's quite late in Liuzhou, and my husband is very quiet. Flowers fall on the dragon's head, and each flows east and west.
Linlin looks forward to thanking the seagulls on the pond. Bai Juyi commented that Liu Jiang once planted willows and Jiang Nanan, and bid farewell to Jiangnan twice in spring.
Looking back at the green river, I don't know who Pan Zhe is. Bai Juyi commented that among the guests, staying up late (in Liujiazhuang) respected no wine, and homesickness was full of tears.
It is better to be poor at home than to suffer at home. Fear of the old and the festival, and fear of the spring.
Tonight in my hometown, I should miss someone who didn't come back. Tang commented on weeping willows and weeping willows, and the rain was faint in the building.
Think of it as daydreaming, where spring comes and spring goes. Wash and dress with Zhang Chang and ride with a smile and childlike innocence.
The sky turns from the hat, and the red candle is near the high pot. The angry face is bright and autumn water, and the wrinkles are far from the peak.
The small garden is full of butterflies, and the quiet courtyard wakes up with wine. It used to be a Qintai Phoenix, but now it is a drugstore dragon.
Baoyu has been throwing for a long time, which is the Jingyang clock. Liu Yuxi commented on miscellaneous songs and lyrics. Yang Liuzhi is fascinated by the smoke from the Yangtze River, and the trees in Sui Palace brush the golden embankment.
Cragginess still has the color of the times, and waterfowl live in the waves. Spring comes first, and the light yellow and green set off the balcony.
Because of her charm, she was invited by Chunfeng. There are many willows in Wushan, and the rain is far away.
Because I want to have infinite things on the balcony, I sing bamboo songs for you. Li Shangyin comments on miscellaneous lyrics Yang Liuzhi's temporary offering of a bottle of wine is nothing, so don't worry about frowning and thin waist.
In this world, nothing is more painful than death, and the spring breeze does not allow people to climb out of suffering because of their love for willow branches. Thick wicker covered in smoke, every branch is unwilling to leave, and thousands of branches wipe the sunset in the twilight.
Take a break and report to pedestrians, leaving half to see them off and half to welcome them back. Tang commented that no one in the world dares to underestimate the enemy.
The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist. Wang Wei commented that the branches of Wang Chuanji Liulang met with the trees and reflected in tranquility.
If you don't learn from the ditch, the spring breeze will hurt you. How to comment on "Chanting Willow". Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Li Bai commented on blowing words and folding willows, swaying green water and swaying east wind.
Flowers and jade shut off the snow, leaves warm the golden window smoke. Beauty has a long hatred, and I want to be sad.
Climb the fence to fold the spring scenery and send it to Long Ting. Shen Quanqi's comments are full of lyrics. The window of Liuyu reflects the morning sun and the spring breeze blows Luo Zhang.
Wipe your tears and climb the willows. White flowers fly through chaos, and yellow birds think differently.
My concubine was heartbroken from her liver, and others learned about it. Liu Zongyuan commented that in February, the leaves of banyan trees in Liuzhou fell all over the ground. Even though I was worried about the official situation, I was so sad that I returned to Qiu Lai in the spring.
The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers. Bai Juyi's Comments on Miscellaneous Songs Yang Liuzhi is a tree with ten thousand branches in the spring breeze, softer than gold and softer than silk.
In the wild garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one has ever belonged to that person. One tree decays from the soil, and two branches flourish in the sky.
This spring, after knowing this mysterious image, Liu Su added two stars to the light. Wen Tingyun comments on miscellaneous songs. The longest street outside Yang Liuzhi Yichun Garden, with leisurely spring breeze and dancing waist.
It is the heartbroken place of Jade Man, a canal of spring water and Hongshazhou Bridge. The south inner wall is next to Donghuang Road, which predicts yellow spring scenery.
Xinghua doesn't want to think mercilessly, so what is the most heartbreaking thing? There are 10,000 willows in front of Xiao Su, and the bridge is flat with gold thread.
The oriole said nothing, the east wind blew, and Zhumen was shut by a thin waist. Golden wisps of grass and green tiles ditch, and six palaces and eyebrows provoke spring sorrow.
It's late. It's raining in Longchi. I'm half dry and half into the building. Outside Guanwa Palace, in the west of Yecheng, the sail is far from the dike.
It's all about spring grass and green grass Pairs of orioles are golden in color, and the chirping of the branches reveals a moving fragrance.
Fortunately, spring is as long as a line, but unfortunately it is entangled in my heart. The imperial willow is like a silk reflecting the nine heavies, and the phoenix window column is embroidered with hibiscus.
Jingyang building is accompanied by thousands of dew, and a new makeup is waiting for Xiao Zhong. The brocade machine speaks English frequently, stopping to cry and remember people.
Simon is still bleak in March, and even if he hangs on the sun, he can't feel spring. Meng Jiao commented that blowing songs and folding willows have many short branches, and short branches have many parting.
The ceremony is far and tired, and the soft strips hang down. Youth has certain festivals, but there is no time for parting.
But don't worry about people and don't complain about being late. Mo Yan has short branches with Sauvignon Blanc in them.
Zhu Yan and Populus cathayensis are in the period of separation. The spring breeze has passed upstairs, and willow songs are in front of the wind.
Branches are not bitter, and grievances last for more than a year. Hua Jing Xue, Ye Ying is late at the beginning.
No one can leave here and be stationed in Jiaohe. Li Shangyin commented that the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. Li Shangyin commented that he sent two poems (Yang Liuzhi, the title of Yuefu poem) to the pavilion, and I will give them to you with wine for the time being, so there is no need to frown and slim down.
The world is dead.
5. Three poems about willows 1, Li Bai's Memories of Qin E, and Qin E's dream of breaking Qin Louyue.
Qin Louyue, willow color year after year, Baling died. Leyuan Scenic Area (5) In the clear autumn, the ancient Xianyang Road was silent.
The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty. 2. Juyuan Yang's "Fubiewei" is full of smoke and spring, climbing for pedestrians every year.
Good wind defecates with low branches, and does not send moss to sweep the road dust. 3, Dai Shulun's "Fu De Chang Liu Ting" Zhuo Chang Liu Ting, Yin Lian Zha Shui.
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? 4. Liu Yuxi's "Yang Liuzhi" blows wine flags outside the spring breeze, and pedestrians wave at sunset. Chang 'an is a stranger to infinite trees, and only weeping willows can leave.
5, Zhou Dehua's "Yang Liuzhi" Qingjiang Liu Qian's a tune, the boss bridge twenty years ago. I once said goodbye to my lover's bridge, but I haven't heard from him since.
6. Li Bai's "Lao Laoting" is a sad place in the world, and Lao Le sees off guests. Spring breeze will also want to leave the pain of parting, instead of urging this willow tree to turn green.
7. Luo Yin's "Willow" came to bid farewell on the sunny shore, and it won't last long. I'm still uncertain about my flying flocks, and I'm trying to solve the problem of tripping over passers-by.
8 Acropolis Song > Wang Wei Acropolis is clear and rainy, and the guest house is green and willow. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
9 "Liu Yong" [Tang] He made Jasper look like a tree, and ten thousand people hung blue silk tapestries (tāo). I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
10 Tumu contains willows, and the ground is shaken for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.
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6. Poems about Willow What are the poems about willow?
1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains
2, red crisp hands, yellow wine, spring palace wall willow in the city. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand
I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond
Small catkins are blowing on the branches. There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.
5. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)
6, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng
7. I have been there, Liu Yiyi. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"
8. A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing
9. Still, still, people and poplars have lost weight. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream
10, grass grows in February, and willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House
1 1, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is east wind and willows. _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'
7. The poem describing weeping willows is 1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and the willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food) 2. The mountains are heavy and the waters are suspicious, and there is no way out. (Lu You: Tour Shanxi Village) 3. The clothes were wet by the apricot rain, and the face was cold by the breeze. (Zhinan:) A line of egrets soars into the sky. (Du Fu: quatrains) 6. Why does Qiangdi blame Yangliu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci) 7. Willow green Jiang Shuiping, singing on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhi Zhu Ci) 8. Red crisp hands, Huang Teng wine, and the palace wall is full of spring color. This is the best place to win. (Han Yu: Two Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs in Early Spring) 10. In this nocturne, no one can help but feel homesick. (Li Bai: Smelling the flute in Los Angeles on a Spring Night) 1. There are many trees and lush grass. (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) Monks knock on the door of the moon. (Jia Dao: Li Ning lives in seclusion) 4. Jasper was decorated as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He: "Singing Willow") 5. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can: (A song of snow sends Tian Shuji Wu home) 6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Parrot Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Wei: Yellow Crane Tower) 7. Wan Muchun is in front of the sick tree. (Liu Yuxi: "Enjoy Lotte at the First Dinner in Yangzhou") 8. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves softness. (Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 9. The old vines are faint, the bridges are flowing, and the old roads are thin. (Ma Zhiyuan: Clear Sand? Qiu Si) 10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: Liang Zhu) Choose for yourself.
8. Liu Yin's poems.
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.
Maoliu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of nine strange clouds, yellow willows are new. The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. I want to break one and go back to this morning.
Look at the new willow in Linchuan
Sugar crisp rice
I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.
The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.
The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.
The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.
Tiliu
Tang dihuan
The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.
Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.
Liu Xin
Dondum
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person.
Liu jueju
Dondum
A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.
willow
Tangfanggan
The swaying posture makes the wind blow, and the embankment is softer than silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.
Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.
willow
Tang hanhe
A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
willow
Don
The green belt in willow songs moved away from the Golden Temple and planted in Lv Yun.
Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist.
willow
Tang Han Gai
The snow is all green and hazy, the warm wind is late, and the early warbler returns.
If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine.
Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.
In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away.
willow
Tang hanhe
The wind and rain are not self-sustaining, and the whole body is unable to hang down to people.
Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin.
willow
Tangliqiao
Liu Yang is full of gloom, and the golden land is always green. Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings.
The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix. How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you.
pillow
Don
In the graceful little garden, there is a graceful Quchi East. The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground.
Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine. Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty.
willow
Don
The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.
Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.
willow
Don
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.
9. Poems about Kua Liu: Chant Liu (1) Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper (2) Make-up (3) Grow into a tree (4) Tall, with ten thousand pieces of green silk hanging down (5).
I don't know who will cut off the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Note (1) Willow: willow, deciduous tree or shrub, with long and narrow leaves and many kinds.
This poem describes weeping willows. ⑵ Jasper: Bright green jade.
Here is a metaphor for the bright green willow leaves in spring. (3) make-up: decorate and dress up.
(4) a tree: full of trees. One, full, full.
In China's classical poems and articles, the use of quantifiers does not necessarily indicate the exact number. The "ten thousand" in the next sentence is of great significance.
Tapestry: a rope made of silk. Silk tapestry: Describe a wicker like a ribbon.
[6] Cutting: cutting, using a knife or scissors to divide a flaky object into several parts. (7) February: February in the lunar calendar is the mid-spring season.
Like: like, like. Willow is dressed as jasper like a beautiful woman, and thousands of wickers are like her green ribbon.
Do you know who cut the delicate willow leaves? It was the spring breeze in February like scissors! This is an object-chanting poem, which expresses the poet's infinite love for spring by praising willow trees. The first three sentences of this appreciation poem are all about willow trees.
The first sentence "Jasper makes the tree high" refers to the whole, saying that the high willow is made of Jasper. Use "Jasper" to describe the green crystal of willow and highlight its color beauty.
The second sentence, "A tapestry of ten thousand strands of moss hangs down", is about willow branches, saying that drooping willow branches are like ten thousand ribbons, highlighting their gentle beauty. The third sentence "I don't know who cut the thin leaves" is to write willow leaves, highlighting the delicate and delicate modeling beauty of willow leaves.
The three poems are divided into different parts, and each sentence has its own characteristics. The third sentence and the fourth sentence constitute rhetorical questions.
"I wonder who cut the thin leaves?" -ask yourself; "The spring breeze in February is like scissors." -self-answer.
This question and answer, from willow cleverness to spring breeze. It is said that cutting these delicate willow leaves will definitely cut out bright green and bright red flowers and plants.
It symbolizes the vitality of nature and the creativity of spring. This poem eulogizes the infinite creativity of spring by praising the willow tree.