Poems describing spring:
"Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty
Thousands of miles of orioles are singing in the green river, and the wind of wine flags in the water villages and mountains is blowing. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.
"Spring Thoughts" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty
The swallow grass is like blue silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low. When you are pregnant and return home, it is the time when your concubine is heartbroken. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?
"Spring Hope" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. The flowers shed tears when I feel grateful, and the birds are frightened by the hatred.
The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold. The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the hairpin is full of lust.
"Spring Stay in Zuo Province" by Du Fu of Tang Dynasty
The flowers are hidden in the wall at dusk, and the birds are chirping and passing by. The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky.
I don’t sleep listening to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade. There will be a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night?
"Lovely Rain on a Spring Night" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
At night, the clouds are all dark, and the fire on the river boat is only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
"Farewell to the Ancient Grass Grass" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty
The grass grows in Lili Yuan, and the grass dries up every year. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I sent the king and grandson off again, feeling sad and full of farewell.
"Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" by Tang Bai Juyi
To the west of Jia Pavilion in the north of Gushan Temple, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only in Asakusa can there be no horse hooves. My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where the green poplar trees shade the white sand embankment.
"Lovesickness" by Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty
Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will appear in spring. I hope you will pick more of them, this is the most loved thing.
"Spring Dawn" by Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty
When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.
"Spring Poems" by Liu Yuxi of the Tang Dynasty
With new makeup, it is appropriate to face the Zhulou Tower, locked in the spring scenery and the sorrow of the courtyard. When I walked to the atrium and counted the flowers, dragonflies flew onto the jade and scratched my head.
"Ode to the Willow" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty
The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
"Outside the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, but the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
"Spring Thoughts" by Huangfu Ran of the Tang Dynasty
The orioles sing and the swallows announce the New Year, and thousands of dragons pile up on the road in Mayi. I live in Hanyuan, next to the city, and my heart follows the bright moon to Hu Tian.
The brocade in the machine talks about eternal regret, while the flowers on the branches laugh and sleep alone upstairs. In order to ask Yuan Rong Dou's chariots and horses when they will return to Zile Yanran.
"Evening Scene on the Spring River in Huichong" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
"Boarding at Guazhou" by Song Wang Anshi
Between Jingkou Guazhou and the water, Zhongshan is only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze comes to the south bank of the Yangtze River again. When will the bright moon shine on me again?
"Spring Day" by Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty
The beautiful day brings beauty to the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors.
"Quatrains" Song Dynasty Monk Zhinan
A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree, and a staff and quinoa help me cross the east bridge. The apricot blossom rain makes your clothes wet, and the willow wind blows on your face without chilling it.
"A Visit to the Garden Isn't Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty
Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the door of the small buckle firewood cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
"Spring in the Jade House" by Song Qi from the Song Dynasty
The scenery in the east city is gradually beautiful, and the wrinkled ripples welcome guests. Outside the green poplar smoke, the morning light is cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.
I hate the lack of entertainment when I grow up, but I am willing to love a thousand gold and smile lightly. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers.
"Southern Expedition in Early Spring to Friends in Luozhong" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty
Chu is a thousand miles away, so why would a traveler take credit? Traveling geese meet in the fragrant forest, and choughs are noisy in the waiting hall.
Spring comes and grass grows by the river, and flowers bloom on the water. A bottle of wine in the east wind makes me miss home alone in the new year.
"Spring in the Jade House" by Song Xin Qiji
I want to persuade the spring to live in front of the wind, but the spring is on Fangcao Road in the south of the city. The flowers do not fall with the water, but become floating catkins on the mud.
The stars in the mirror are wrong, and people live up to their spring and self-confidence. When I return to my dream, I will be far away from my worries, only in the wind and rain of pear blossoms.
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1. When I sleep in spring, I don't realize the dawn, and I can hear the singing of birds everywhere. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn""
2. Who says that the heart of an inch of grass will repay three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
3. Red beans grow in the southern country, and spring comes How many branches should I send? (Wang Wei: "Acacia")
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. (Du Fu: "Joyful Rain on a Spring Night")
5. Wildfires never burn out, but spring breezes blow them again. (Bai Juyi: (Fu De Gu Yuan Cao bids farewell))
6. Plant one grain of millet in spring and harvest ten thousand grains in autumn. (Li Shen: "Compassion for the Farmers")
7. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope})
8. Falling red is not a heartless thing, it turns into spring mud to protect flowers.
(Gong Zizhen: (Miscellaneous Poems of Jihai))
9. I don’t know who cuts the thin leaves, the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhizhang: "Ode to Willows")
10. Spring scenery The garden cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall (Ye Shaoweng: "It's not worth visiting the garden")
Poetry describing spring
Appreciating the spring breeze
Spring breeze. Caressing the cheeks,
Peach and willow praise the beauty of spring.
Reciting spring poems indoors,
Spring Festival brings a little more joy.
Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty
The solemn tidbits are late,
The feathers are red and light,
The day is long, the male bird is,
Spring. The first two sentences describe the red flowers and the plain catkins. The last two sentences describe the daylight getting longer. The spring scenery is pale and far away. No one comes and goes, only the Chaimen.
Spring Snow
Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty
There is no youth in the new year,
I was surprised to see grass buds in early February. p>Bai Xue feels that spring is too late,
So the flowers fly through the trees in the garden
The two sentences write that Bai Xue cannot wait for the arrival of spring, so the flowers fly through the trees to decorate the scene of early spring.
Outside Zhang Shiba of the Water Department in early spring
Tang Hanyu
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp,
The grass looks distant but not close.
p>The best thing about spring is that it is full of smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
Tianjie: The streets in the capital look green from a distance; the spring grass is starting to grow and is slightly exposed. The thin buds look like a piece of fresh green from a distance, but they don’t seem to be seen up close.
Spring Outing Song
Tang Wangya
Ten thousand trees. Apricots by the river,
Newly blooming in the night wind
The garden is full of dark and light colors,
Shines in the green waves
One night wind: A night of spring breeze.
"Spring River Flower Moonlight Night"
Zhang Ruoxu
The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon rises on the sea.
The waves are flowing thousands of miles away, but there is no moon in the spring river.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes.
I don’t notice the frost in the sky. Flying, the white sand on the terrace is invisible.
There is no trace of dust in the sky, and there is a lonely moon in the bright sky.
Who first sees the moon on the river?
Life has been endless from generation to generation, but the river and moon are only the same every year.
I don’t know who the river and the moon are waiting for, but I can see the flowing water of the Yangtze River passing by slowly. There is so much sorrow in Pushang.
Who is missing the moon tonight?
The moon is wandering upstairs, and it should be reflected on the mirror.
The jade curtain can't be rolled away, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil.
At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other. I hope that the moonlight will shine on you.
Swan geese fly long and fast, and fish and dragons dive and leap into the water.
Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring.
The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.
The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless.
I don’t know how many people will return by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.