The poem about spring is extended to 1. Expand a poem about spring.
Jueju: The South of the Song Monks
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold. "Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,
Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
"Spring" Song Zhuxi
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. The Hope of Spring Tang Du Fu
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.
"Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Xiangsitang Wangwei
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.
"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Chun si Tang Huang fu ran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi
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. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
Poetry in Spring Yuxi, Liu Tang
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
Liu Yong Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Song Sushi, Hui Chong Riverside Night Scene.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring. The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.
"Dengguazhou" An Shi of Wang Song
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me?
In early spring, it was presented to Zhang and other eighteen members of the Ministry of Water Resources, Tang Hanyu.
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.
Spring in the Jade Building
Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
Tang Du Mu's Poem "Jiangnan Spring"
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the great river, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
Song Ouyang Xiu sent friends to Luo Zhong in the early spring of "A Journey to the South"
Chu is a thousand miles away, why should pedestrians take credit? Fang spread the geese while waiting for the noise in the pavilion.
In spring, grass enters the river and flowers bloom on the water. A bottle of wine from the east wind makes you homesick for the New Year.
Lou Yu, Song Chun, Xin Qiji
Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Spring to stay. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud.
The stars are wrong, and people in spring are not conceited. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm.
Spring outing in Qiantang River Tang Bai Juyi
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.
"The garden is worthless" Ye Songshao Weng
Should pity the fangs and print the moss, buckle Chai Fei's "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu for a long time
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind murmured, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning. I have been asking what time it is all night.
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2. What ancient poems describe spring?
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?
Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" has long been widely circulated, and it is well known to women and children. Many people interpret the theme of this poem as "cherishing spring", but it is not entirely true. Recently, I have carefully read many pastoral poems of Meng Haoran, and have a new understanding of the poem "Spring Dawn".
"In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. But now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. " Many people think that the focus of the poem lies in the last two sentences, that is, the main idea of the poem is to lament that spring is fleeting. However, combined with the poet's other poems, the poet's living conditions and historical background at that time, there is another taste in it. Although the first sentence "I woke up briskly this morning in spring" is too popular and makes people feel powerless, in fact, the key sentence is the first sentence, which has a unique sigh and experience for the poet in spring mood.
This sentence shows those who are sleepy in spring, that is, the carefree world of "elegant people" At that time, intellectuals were mostly officials in the DPRK, so they had to go to court early and could not sleep at all. And those hermits who despise the fame and fortune that the secular is keen on can also "sleep without knowing" in spring. They stand outside the splendor, detached from the secular, and integrated into the elegance and tranquility of nature, which is enviable. Meng Haoran's good friend Wang Wei's sixth poem "Pastoral Music" is very similar to this poem: "Peach blossoms are full of rain, willow green is full of spring smoke. The flowers fell and the children didn't sweep, and the guests in Ti Ying Mountain were still sleeping. " Sleep soundly in the spring morning after the rain, peach blossoms outside the window contain rain, and English is colorful; Indoor elegant people are carefree and intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of Yangchun-this is a typical China flavor, an elegant artistic conception and a carefree world for hermits. This carefree world is similar to what Tao Qian said, "Picking chrysanthemums under the hedge and seeing Nanshan leisurely".
Meng Haoran was an idyllic poet and a recluse poet. He admired Tao Qian in the Six Dynasties and wrote many recluse poems such as Chunxiao. Among them, Li's admiration for Sleeping Garden is even more obvious: "I love the interest of Taoism, and gardens have no vulgar feelings. Spring thunder is full of flowers, and cold food is bright. " However, in history, Meng Haoran did not take the initiative to live in seclusion, but wandered around the rivers and lakes because he failed to be admitted to the official position and lived in Lumen Mountain. Legend has it that he traveled to Beijing at the age of forty and became good friends with Wang Wei and Zhang Jiuling. On one occasion, Wang Wei invited him into the palace to talk about poetry. He didn't want Tang Xuanzong to come suddenly. Wang Wei hid Meng Haoran under the bed and reported it to Tang Xuanzong. Xuanzong summoned Meng Haoran and ordered him to write a poem. Haoran wrote a poem entitled "Going to the South Mountain at the End of the Year" and "I slipped and was exiled by the Ming monarch". Xuanzong was very unhappy: "You didn't want to be an official, but I didn't abandon you. Why do you accuse me? " As a result, Haoran lost the last opportunity to ask for an official. Meng Haoran's heart is still full of anguish and chagrin for his failure to display his talents and get an official position. In addition to the poem "Going to Nanshan at the end of the year", the last four sentences in Lin Dongting are "It is better to be idle than to cross without a boat." Just as I am sitting here watching a fisherman casting, I feel like a squid. " Show it more incisively and vividly. Therefore, constrained by the feudal imperial system and imperial examination system at that time, it was also a helpless move for the poet Jing Ya to live in seclusion in the mountains and seek his soul outside the secular world.
3. Gu Quan's poems (plus 200 words)
Cunju
Qinggaoding
Grasshoppers fly in February,
Brush willows on the embankment, get drunk and smoke in the spring.
The children came back early from school,
Use Dongfeng to fly a kite.
To annotate ...
(1) Village residence: Living in the country.
⑵ Brush willow: The branches of willow are very long, hanging down and swinging slightly, as if touching the bank.
(3) Drunk: intoxicated, intoxicated.
(4) expulsion from school: after school.
5. Paper kite: kite: eagle. Kite: A kite.
Notes on the title or background of a book.
The author of Village Residence is Gao Ding, a poet in Qing Dynasty. This poem describes the scene of spring when the poet lived in the country and the scene of children flying kites after school. In early spring and February, the grass grows and the willows brush the embankment, and the children fly kites with great interest. There is a scene where someone has something to do, full of life interest, and draws a lively "happy spring picture". Between the lines of the whole poem, the poet's joy and praise for the coming of spring are revealed.
Extension you want:
It's a sunny morning. Green land, warm sun, green willows and red flowers are spring scenery everywhere.
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep. On the eaves, a pair of birds are singing a beautiful Haruka, with a voice as clear as a silver bell.
In the room, Gao Ding, a poet who had just been immersed in a beautiful dream, was awakened by the singing of birds. He rubbed his sleepy eyes and found that it was already dawn. So Gao Ding immediately got dressed and got up. The moment he opened the door, he was completely intoxicated by the beautiful scenery of bloom in front of him. He couldn't help but open his arms and close his eyes, breathing in the intoxicating breath of spring, as if he himself were in it. At this time, in the face of such a beautiful spring, Gao Ding immediately sprouted the idea of sketching.
After cleaning up, Gao Ding packed his bags and set off.
Along the way, birds sang with him and butterflies danced with him. The gentle wind blew on his face, and the fragrant flowers made him more interested. Come to a clearing not far from the river bank, Gao Ding stopped. "This is really a treasure house of painting!" While talking to himself excitedly, he happily took out his tools and devoted himself to painting the beautiful scenery in front of him.
Green grass flourishes in the sun; Crowds of orioles chase and play happily in the sky. The willows on the shore can't help swinging their soft branches and dancing with the rhythm of spring. At this time, a warm east wind blew, blowing laughter and a group of lively figures. It turns out that children learn early today, and everyone unanimously decided to fly kites in the east wind. "Fly a kite!" In the cheers of everyone, colorful kites flew into the blue sky. At the moment, children are like the spirits of spring, chasing and playing freely in the spring breeze. ...
Gao Ding looked at the beautiful scenery of harmonious coexistence between man and nature, and couldn't help but be poetic and wrote in the painting-
In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.
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4. The expansion of the poem Early Spring
In early spring and February, in the north, when there is still ice on the treetops and under the eaves, where is spring? Not even a shadow. But if it rains a little, the next day, you see, spring is coming. The foot of the rain in walk on by left the mark of spring, that is, the grass buds in early spring appeared. From a distance, it seems that there is a very pale green, which is the grass color in early spring. Watching, people's hearts are suddenly filled with happy business. However, when you look closely with infinite joy, the ground is sparse and extremely slender buds, but you can't see what color it is. Spring is like a talented ink painter, waving his wonderful pen full of water, vaguely emitting a trace of green, which is the grass color of early spring.
A fine light rain falling on Tianjie (the street in the imperial city). Seeing the grass color through the rain adds a hazy beauty to the grass color in early spring.
But the color of grass in early spring is many times better than the scenery of smoke and willow everywhere in the city.
5. Rewrite an ancient poem describing spring into an essay.
Spring Tour of Qiantang River-Bai Juyi
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 lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees.
Rewrite prose:
After eating a plate of spring rolls, I scrambled eggs with two Chinese toons, and Yuan Zhen and I each drank wine. Taking advantage of the strong wine, we went to Gushan Temple.
The steps are diffuse, the dirt road is slippery, and the crispy taste that has already been slightly smoked in the air is more intense. Looking up, Gushan Temple is close at hand. A solemn Brahma Buddha sound floated in, which suddenly made my heart feel a little solemn. But Yuan, who didn't like Amithofo, pulled me to the path leading to Jiating.
Xizi Lake, for thousands of years, has always been like a passionate and poetic girl with infinite springs in her eyes. Jia Ting is on the West Lake, like an affectionate scholar, guarding his lover, the West Lake. On this day, it is early spring weather, the clouds are low in color and shallow in shadow, and a little roll is lazily scattered at the end of the day. The waves of calligraphy are as high and ordinary as the low clouds in the distance.
Taking a rest in the wooden fence of Jiating, looking at the poplar, willow and apricot trees in the west of the pavilion from a distance, as well as the near and tall yellow-green miscellaneous trees and the delicate flowers and plants that fill the gap between this tree and that tree, I felt a little drunk. I couldn't stand the room, so I held the carved column in the pavilion. At this time, several orioles who left the nest early screamed and fought, chased them out of the Woods and disappeared in a blink of an eye.
Looking back at the north of the pavilion, there is a farmhouse. Some swallows who may live there are singing on the eaves of the pavilion, with pieces of fresh soil in their mouths. Tingdong is even more intoxicating: there are messy flowers and high flowers, which make our eyes gradually confused. A brisk horse came from the flowers, and the grass on the ground was so shallow that it drowned the horseshoes.
Looking up at the West Lake in the distance, Yang Yiyi and Baisha are really good places for spring. In the face of this situation, the lofty poetic interest in my heart is like the spring tide in Qiantang River, surging and overwhelming, and suddenly generate comes out.
6. Expand the sentence with the word spring: River-River-Qinghe River reflects the green hills.
Enlarge sentences with spring characters
Example: River-River-Qinghe-Qinghe reflects the green hills.
1, spring is coming! Look, the melting ice water woke up the stream. "Ding Dong Ding Dong", like a magical singer of nature, is singing crisp and sweet songs and rushing forward. ...
Willows spread their yellow and green leaves and sway gently in the slight spring breeze, just like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. Peach trees sandwiched between willows also have bright flowers, green Liuhonghua, which is really beautiful!
Every spring, red kapok, pink peony and white Chinese rose will be in full bloom. Some are in bud, some are in bud, and some are in full bloom. Wave after wave of exciting flowers attracted many small bees, humming and dancing.