Poetry of inspirational spring

The poems of inspirational spring are as follows:

1, "Village Residence" a high tripod (Qing)

The grass grows long and the warbler flies in February, and the willow returns to spring drunk. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

2, "Spring Dawn" Meng Haoran (Tang)

This spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken.

3. Sunny scenery-Wang Jia (Tang)

Buds appear before the rain, but there are no flowers at the bottom of the leaves after the rain. The bee butterfly has crossed the wall, and it is suspected that spring scenery is in the neighborhood.

4. Qiantang River Spring Festival-Bai Juyi (Tang)

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.

5. Wang Wan (Tang), the next stop on Beibao Mountain.

Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. Finally, I can send my messenger, Wild Goose, back to Luoyang.

6. One of the hopes of spring-Du Fu (Tang)

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. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate. The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.

7. Invited guests-Zhao Shixiu (Southern Song Dynasty)

Mei Huang Shi, every family was flooded by rain, and the pond was covered with green grass and frogs. It's past midnight, and the invited guests haven't come yet. I tapped the chess pieces bored and shook the wick of an oil lamp.

On a spring night, I heard the flute in Los Angeles-Li Bai (Tang).

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles. In this nocturne, the willow is broken, and no one can afford to be homesick.

9. Meeting with Du Fu (Tang)

In the Qi family, I often see your performances; Before urging the wine hall, I praised your art many times. Never thought, in this Jiangnan scenic area; It is the season of falling flowers, and I can meet you, an old acquaintance.

10, Liu Yueye (Tang)

The moonlight is half a door deeper, and the Beidou is oblique to the south. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is fresh.

1 1, a spring outing to the lake-Xu Fu (Song)

A pair of swallows, when did you fly back? Peach branches on both sides of the river are soaked in water, and red peach blossoms are in bloom. After a few days of rain, the river rose and flooded the small bridge, so people could not cross the river. At this time, a boat slowly sailed out from the shade of willow trees.

12, Song of a Spring Tour-Wang Ya (Tang)

Thousands of apricot trees on the riverside have opened a new night wind. Thick ink and heavy color! Shining in the green waves.

13, Chun Xue-Han Yu (Tang Dynasty)

The new year has come, but there are still no fragrant flowers. In February, I was surprised to find that the grass has sprouted new buds. Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.

14, Chunxing Military Academy (Tang)

The willow shade is raining, and the residual flowers fall to see the warbler. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze back to my hometown.