Poems about Four Seasons Grass

1. What poems describe "Four Seasons Grass"?

1. In the spring of the third year, the vegetation in Nanyuan was new for a while.

2. But how much affection does it have for an inch of grass to get three spring rays?

3. the drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.

Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.

5. Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the grass is blue and the sky is blue.

6. Changxin Palace grass grows every year. Therefore, the invasion of beads does not make jade step away.

7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes.

8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree.

9. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

10. Give a meteor a colorful cloud, and idle grass is diligent.

1 1. The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke of the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and a little shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.

12. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers will continue to exist, and spring will turn green again.

13. A friend in need is a friend in need.

14. The Woods are dark and the wind blows, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night.

15. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.

16. Mao Yan is low and small, with green grass beside the stream.

17. The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind returns to the settled flowers on the water.

18. On sunny days, warm wind brings forth wheat, and green grass wins flowers.

19. Last year, I was ashamed of flowers and didn't see any new poems.

20. Little willow cotton is blowing on the branches, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world.

2 1. Planting beans is at the foot of Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

22. There are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the corner of Wuyi Lane is oblique.

2. A poem describing grass in spring, summer, autumn and winter "Farewell to ancient grass" Tang Bai Juyi

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. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.

Tang Hanyu in early spring

The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.

Spring tour of Qiantang Lake; Bai Juyi s Farewell to Ancient Grass in Tang Dynasty;

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. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.

The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.

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.

Wei Wuying in Xixi, Chuzhou

Alone, pitied by grass and streams,

There is an oriole singing in the tree.

The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,

Wild crossing, no boat crossing.

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.

3. Poems about grass (four sentences) Grass in poems

1. The sky is gray,

Wild,

See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.

(Song of Chile)

The endless grassland on the plain,

As each season comes and goes.

(Bai Juyi: "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell"

Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.

Trees and grass turn green again in spring.

(Du Fu: Hope in Spring)

But how much love does an inch of grass have,

Make three spring scenery.

(Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")

5. The forest is black and the wind blows.

However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night.

(Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

6. grow beans in Shannan,

There are more grass and fewer bean seedlings.

(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long.

Xi Lu stained my clothes.

(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to Yuantianju))

8. I feel sorry for you,

There is an oriole singing in the tree.

(Wei Wuying: (in Xixi, Chuzhou))

9. These flowers are becoming more and more charming.

Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.

(Bai Juyi: (Qiantang Spring Tour))

10. The rain in Tianjie is very refreshing.

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

(Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")

1 1. The eaves are low and small.

Green grass by the stream.

(Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle Village Residence")

Outside the exhibition hall,

Along the ancient road,

The grass is blue

(Li Shutong: "Goodbye")

13. Lonely and pitying the grass,

There is an oriole singing in the tree.

(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)

14. The rain in Tianjie is very refreshing.

The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.

(Han Yu's Early Spring Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department as Foreign Minister)

15. Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,

The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane)

16. The forest is black and the wind blows.

However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night.

(Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)

17. Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,

The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.

(Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane)

4. Spring, summer, autumn and winter, cursive poems, spring 1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.

(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. But how much affection does an inch of grass have? (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 3. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia) 4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.

(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.

(Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 7. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.

(Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai Miscellaneous History) 9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He: Singing Willow) 10. Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall.

(Ye Shaoweng: It's not worth going to the park) In the poem, summer is 1. I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer.

(Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing)) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.

(Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh") 5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit down before I dare to eat. ("Dai Fugu: Hot") 6. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days.

(Li Ang: Xia Lian) 7. Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu Back to County") 8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. It will clear up before summer is deep.

(Fan Chengda: Happy Sunny Days) 9. Qingjiang river surrounds the village, and everything in changxiajiang village is quiet. (Du Fu: Jiangcun) 10. Why do you hate Fang Fei's departure? Xia Muyang is cute.

(Qin Guan: "Dark Sun in March") Poetry Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The operation of the sun and the moon seems to be from the vast ocean. (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) 2. If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February.

(Li Qiao: Wind) 3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 4. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither.

("Han Yuefu? Long song ") 5. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu: "Jueju") 6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and the windless mirror on the pool surface was not polished.

(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting") 7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci") 8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies.

(Du Mu: Autumn Night) 9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. (Li Yu: Yu Meiren) 10. I want to say that I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn is here.

(Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? In Shu Dao) Shidong 1. For example, this winter, it was held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)' 2. Autumn moon on the ground, Han Xiuge in Dongling.

(Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: "October 28th is a storm") 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old.

(Dong Sigong: "Shousui") 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter. (Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) 6. When winter comes, all the flowers will disappear.

(Chen Yi: Mei) 7. I don't know that the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum") 8. It is foolish but precious for children to learn to be neighbors in winter.

(Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again.

(Du Fu: Xiao Zhi) Poem Zhongshan 1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.

(Wang Zhihuan: At the Heron Villa) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.

(Du Fu: Dream of Spring) 5. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu) 6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.

(Li Bai: Guan Shanyue). Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.

(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi wound wall) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.

The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands?

(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.

(Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.

(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring.

(Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan).

5. Caoshi: Caoshi:

1, Beishan loses its green color and rises to Hengchi, then cuts straight back to the pond. Counting the fallen flowers because I have been sitting for a long time, I found that the grass is already late.

This is a poem written by Wang Anshi after he met Su Shi in the seventh year of Yuanfeng (1084).

This year, Su Shi moved from his relegated Huangzhou to Ruzhou, passing through Jinling, and met Wang Anshi. At this time, Wang Anshi was idle at home, failed in political reform, and his beloved son died, so the emperor hated it, so he was very sad.

When he was prime minister, Su Shi, who was very lofty, seldom came to the door. Now Su Shi's visit makes him very moved. He greeted him personally, "riding a donkey in wild clothes and a boat coming to the door" (riding a donkey in casual clothes and visiting Su Shi's residence where the boat stopped). They traveled in Zhongshan together, recited poems and drank wine, and got along very happily. They talk about poetry and recite Buddha together, Wang An.

Wang Anshi also invited Su Shi to live in Jinling to make them neighbors. The meeting in Jinling gave Su Shi a better understanding of Anshi's character. Later, he praised everyone: "I don't know how many years have passed before such a figure exists."

2, the grass is green and willow is thick, and the jade pot is full of wine. Go with the wind, sing loudly, and you will know the weight of the mountain.

Written by Gao Pian in Tang Dynasty. Edge, edge; Frontier. Spring is full, and spring ploughing is ready. This refers to the interest in spring outing. "The Wind and the Monk to the Mountain": "I am far away in the north, and I am happy when I come to Dongshan in spring." Admiralty, metal wine glasses. Over the mountain.

Poems of Yuefu, Songs of the Cross Wind and Mulan Poem I: "Wan Li goes to Rongji, and the mountains are flying." Gao Pian was a frontier fortress general in the late Tang Dynasty. Although this poem literally describes the scenery on the grassland, his poems can feel depression and sadness, and there is no fighting spirit and lofty sentiments to lead troops to kill the enemy. As a frontier fortress commander's poem, the style of frontier fortress poems in the late Tang Dynasty can be seen naturally.

3. Yinshan Chilechuan. The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep.

This ancient folk song "Chilechuan, Under the Yinshan Mountain" tells the geographical location of Chilechuan. Yinshan Mountain is a mountain stretching beyond the Great Wall, and the grassland is embedded in Yinshan Mountain, giving people a magnificent impression. "The sky is like a vault, the cage looks around, and the dome felt covers the whole grassland.

"The sky is wild", the sky is blue and the grassland is boundless. Poets' descriptions are all from a macro perspective, making a general static sketch without any specific description, which makes people feel very empty. But after reading the last sentence-"the wind blows, but you can't see cattle and sheep", the realm will be the hometown of herders. Because the pasture is too fertile, all the cattle and sheep are hidden in a ball, flickering and everywhere.

Thus, from static to dynamic, from pale appearance, the whole grassland is full of vitality, and even the vault-like sky is colored for it. So people call this last sentence "wind", which is the initiative of "blowing", "low" and "good" for appreciation.

The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .

Wang Wei's farewell in the mountains in Tang Dynasty.

Seeing friends off in the mountains, Chai Men is half hidden at sunset.

Spring grass will grow green next year, my friend, will you come back?

Explanation:

After seeing you off on the mountain,

As the sun sets, I close Chai Fei.

When the grass in spring turns green again next year,

Wanderer, can you come back?

5. I am alone in the grass, and there are deep trees on the grass. The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing.

From the Tang Dynasty poet Wei's Looking at Chuzhou Xixi.

I only love the weeds that grow quietly by the river, and the orioles make attractive calls in the depths of the shade. Because of the spring rain in the evening, the river flows more rapidly like the tide; In the twilight wilderness ferry, no one crossed the river, only the boat floated alone by the river.

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Some people love delicate and charming roses; Some people love slender daffodils; Others love chrysanthemums in various ways; But I like inconspicuous grass. Grass is a carefree and ubiquitous plant with tenacious vitality. Perhaps it is because of this that people no longer care about it.

The grass has a slender waist, just like a graceful girl. When the breeze blows, the grass seems to be dancing rhythmically. It's beautiful! In people's eyes, the grass may be weak and incompetent, but it is the tenacious spirit of the grass that attracts me. When he was in storm warning, he was so fearless. He straightened his back and stood the test of the storm. After the storm, it showed a gratified smile in the wind.

This wonderful world is quietly decorated by grass, never competing with flowers, but silently absorbing carbon dioxide and purifying the urban air. Grass is an angel of greening the environment, caring for others everywhere, but human beings don't pay attention to them, even trample on them, but grass has never complained, even resisted, and still makes selfless dedication and asks for nothing in return.

I praise the grass because it has humanity and spirit. Isn't its tenacious character like a soldier guarding the frontier of our motherland? The spirit of grass's silent dedication to mankind is also the embodiment of the gardener who cultivates the flowers of the motherland and the selfless dedication of people in their posts. Like the grass, they are also making great contributions to the four modernizations of the motherland in obscurity. I love grass, and I love those unsung heroes who work silently for social construction! ——————————————————————— The grass praised "I am a grass without flowers and trees."

Every time I sing this song, my thoughts fly far away ... around my life, in the vast land and fields, ordinary and simple grass can be seen everywhere. In spring, grass sprouts from the fields, awakens the sleeping earth and frozen rivers, and quietly watches the world full of spring. Its life brings green and the breath of spring to the earth. In autumn, the grass puts a golden coat on the earth, reflecting the golden ears of corn, red sorghum and heavy soybeans in the field, showing the beautiful harvest; In winter, although the north wind roared and the grass was covered with goose feather-like snow, it still maintained its tenacious vitality, blended with red plum and pine and cypress, and fought against the snow proudly and resolutely, forming a beautiful snow map.

You see, most of these grasses are like those oil workers who "have blue sky above their heads and tread on the wasteland". They work on the production line all the year round. Although the conditions are difficult, they can be seen everywhere in wasteland, beside derrick, pumping unit, electric pump well, metering room and other posts, leaving their youthful footprints everywhere.

Regardless of fame and fortune, they are unknown, regardless of spring, summer, autumn and winter, regardless of the heat and cold, they work hard in the production line, and they make their own contributions to the cause of the motherland with unrepentant youth and years in obscurity. Ordinary, selfless, dedication, this is the character of grass.

How can I love it without respecting it! I love grass and those ordinary and great oil workers. Let us paint the bright future of oil workers and the motherland in the new era with a brush full of wisdom! —————————————————————— Some people like flowers, others like trees, but I like grass. I like ordinary grass, I like delicate grass, I like the simplicity of grass, I like the crystal of grass, I like the romance of grass, I like the tenacity of grass, grass; People usually regard you as a symbol of weakness.

Indeed, you are so small that even a small drop of dew can make you lower your head. Spring is coming, and you quietly break through the ground. No matter how cold the wind is, you are still long.

Tender, green and drizzly, all over vilen. One, ten, a hundred, ten thousand, just like the stars in the sky; No one can count it clearly.

No matter what soil it is, you slowly taste the freshness of spring, the fragrance of summer, the golden color of autumn and the white color of winter. You put the root of persistence and perseverance firmly into the soil and extend it in all directions. It can be said that it is deeply rooted and unwavering.

"The wind knows the grass, and they grow taller in the spring breeze." Every time the wind rages, you become stronger.

Every time the rain washes away, your leaves are greener. Accumulate the strength of life a little bit, rooted in your own beliefs and ideals, waiting for the garland of life to bloom.

I sincerely praise grass, grass; You are ordinary, you are just a green leaf, and you are great. You have integrated yourself into the world. Your ordinary comes from many obstacles, the laws of nature.

Your greatness comes from the bumpy road, and you choose to be strong. Grass; You don't have the pride of pine and cypress.

You look for a way to survive with humility. You won't hate barren land, and you won't be afraid of harsh environment.

You don't care if people trample on it. You are not afraid of difficulties and obstacles. On the mountain, on the cliff, in the crevice of the stone, even in the gap between crops and seedlings in the field, as long as there is land, you will exist. "Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller in the spring breeze."

This is the ancient poet's praise for you. I began to envy grass, grass; Your simple and generous gesture contains simple and vigorous beauty.

You don't have the gorgeous and fragrant flowers, but you have a green fragrance. A faint fragrance permeates the life of the years.

Filled and tenacious in the eternal tunnel, constant and long. The wind is coming; You sing and dance lightly, and the rain is coming; You are a hero.

When you go to Qiu Lai in spring, your singing is high. On a sunny and charming day, you look up at the blue sky and leisurely clouds float gently in your field of vision.

A sureness and tranquility stay in my heart. Because of strength, life has connotation, and because of ideals, years are long and lasting.

I began to worship grass, grass; I admire your great vitality. I admire your sincerity in simplicity and greatness in mediocrity.

Spring has come, especially Huan.

7. Poetry about grass. The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. (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")

6. Plant beans in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)

7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew touches me.

1. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. -Song Luyou's Spring Rain in Lin 'an

The spring tide brought the rain late and urgent, and there was no boat on the wild crossing. -Don Wei Wu Ying is in Chuzhou, on the bank of Xixi.

1. (Wang Wei: Hunting)

2. We chased them, the burden of horses was light, and there was snow on our bows and swords. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")

3. Knowing from afar is not snow, because there is fragrance. (Wang Anshi: Plum Blossom)

4. A boat, a bamboo cloak, an old man fishing in the cold Jiang Xue. (Liu Zongyuan: "Jiang Xue")

5. Chai Men smells dogs barking, and returns to people in the snowy night. (Liu Changqing: "Lotus Mountain Master in the Snow")

6. Qinghai Changyun Dark Snow Mountain, and the lonely city overlooks Yumenguan. (Wang Changling: "Seven Military Services")