2. Poetry about budding
3. There are poems about buds
Poetry about spring buds 1. What are the poems describing tree buds?
1. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Ancient Dai Tian Ren Fu"
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
2. "Tea Poetry" Don Gao Zhen
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common. The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. "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.
4. Yellow Crane Tower Tangcui
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
5. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
2. Poems about spring describe flowers and buds.
Xiao Chun (Tang 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 much does the flower know to fall?
Liu Yong (Tanghe Zhangzhi)
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.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Don Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes, it will fall.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Silent, it moistens everything.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
A lantern loomed in the boat.
Dawn sees saturated red;
The town is full of flowers.
Niaomingxi (Tang)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
In the spring stream.
Qingming (Tang)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Tang Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Late spring (Tang Hanyu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
In early spring, he became a member of the Ministry of Water Resources (Tang Hanyu).
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
Chun Xing (Tang Wu Yuan Heng)
It's cloudy,
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Tituchengnanzhuang (Hu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Jueju (Du Fu in Tang Dynasty)
Later that day, Jiang,
Spring breeze smells of flowers and plants.
Muddy swallows,
Sleeping mandarin ducks on the warm beach.
Looking for flowers by the river (Du Fu in Tang Dynasty)
Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers,
Thousands of flowers bent the branches.
Butterflies have been dancing,
Charming songbirds sing freely.
3. sentences describing the germination of trees in spring
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1. In spring, hawthorn trees are full of beautiful, white and bright flowers, which are particularly beautiful and delicate against the green leaves. 2. In spring, the earth revives and trees sprout. Persimmon trees have sprouted new branches, green leaves and yellow flowers, attracting many bees and humming -3. Miss Chun came to the mountain. The arrival of Miss Chun has added a lot of vigor and vitality to this mountain. The lush trees are especially green, and Shan Ye is full of colorful wildflowers. The most striking thing is the peach blossom, which is red in white and red in white, flourishing and clustered. How beautiful! When the spring girl arrived, the trees quietly pulled out new branches and grew green buds. Willow branches hang down like silk thread hanging from a tree. Hairy catkins emerged from the green leaves. Poplar, pear, apple and peach trees all show their abilities, dotted with the beautiful scenery of spring. When Sister Chunfeng blew the wind gently, the tree was bent by Sister Chunfeng. Of course, in such a lively scene, it is impossible to miss the Chun Yu brothers. When it rains, Chun Yu Brothers, the trees are smiling. How beautiful! 6. The trees in the spring breeze are green. They are dancing. Thanks for the arrival of spring. The spring breeze blew away the cold, and then the warm wind blew, and new buds grew under the tree. After a spring rain, peach trees, plum trees and apricot trees all have beautiful flowers, showing their elegance among tourists. They danced the branches in the spring breeze. 7. weeping willows are like a girl, combing her long flowing hair in the water. The breeze blew, and her long hair floated with the wind, stroking the river. The river is crystal clear, and pebbles of different shapes can be seen at a glance. On the playground, from a distance, several new buds appeared on that big tree, as if new life was shaking. Ah! This magnificent campus tree! you
The poem about MengMeng is 1. What are the poems describing tree buds?
1. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Ancient Dai Tian Ren Fu"
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
2. "Tea Poetry" Don Gao Zhen
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common. The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. "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.
4. Yellow Crane Tower Tangcui
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
5. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
2. What poems describe budding?
1. "Suiyan Village Residence" in Song Shijie
When you are old, you have more food, and the cups and plates are long. It's cold, wine falls, and spring is near. The dishes are short and the tea buds are light yellow. I am deeply interested in this, and I really don't envy highlighting.
2. Song Mei Yao Chen's "Wang Zhongyi sent a bucket of tea"
White milk leaves home spring, baht 20 straight money 10 thousand. It gives the stone spring a taste, especially the tender buds. Many words are hard to buy, but a string can be big. The fallacy lies in identifying people and being born without complaints.
3. Tang Yuan Zhen's "Send Lotte, Straight, Until Yuan Wailang sentenced Yan Jiangling on the way"
Thought Jiangling had nothing to do, and the wine glass scroll was decorated with a new chapter. Purple buds are tender, and Zhu and Ju Xiang buds are divided into several petals. In my spare time, I go to the mountains to compete for deer, and I go to the temple to watch the clouds in the morning. I will solve the problem eventually, and I dare not envy you from a distance.
4. Zhou's "self-harmony"
A hazy, pale sunset in the moonlight. Blue buds are tender and purple, and pears are blushing. Qin Ruan's wealth is clear, and the crown is repaired. The smoke is half full, and the official is less hidden.
5. Song Shu Yuexiang's "Ten Poems of Autumn in Mountain Residence"
In autumn, the mountains are good and the gardeners are beautiful. Boil beans with crispy beans and steam them with rotten necks. The first flower is sweet as ru, and the ginger bud is tender. Qiu Lai is beautiful. Why did you come to my house?
Tang Jiadao sent Xiu Zhu to the knife.
Bo was congratulated, and imperial academy gave him a strong voice. Mountain road along the Yangtze River, sunrise in mid-October.
The buds are newly snowed, and the branches are reunited with the ape maple. Zhuoqintai is useless, and I am deeply worried.
The sentence about willow sprouting is urgent.
In early spring and March, the snow and ice in the shade have not completely melted and the chill has not disappeared, but the willow has spit out small green shoots and pulled out green branches. The hairy bud stretched and yawned. It looked around and saw a dead leaf. Therefore, it stretches itself and dances graceful branches. It is covered with new green leaves, swaying and dancing like a slim girl.
In spring, Xiao Liuya wakes up from her sleep and sticks her head out. The tender yellow buds grow into green leaves under the bath of spring breeze, which is very beautiful.
While wandering, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the old willow tree. The new branches are folded a lot, but a touch of new green is particularly conspicuous. Just one day, one day! It has sprouted again! This vibrant old willow tree, completely different from those new flowers, was beaten by the rain defenseless.
In spring, willows grow green buds, swaying in the warm spring breeze, as if to tell us that spring is coming! Spring is coming!
The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, and even the willows have sprouted to change clothes for spring.
4. In spring, green trees sprout new poems.
1. Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty
2. In the spring of February and March, the grass is as green as water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
3. Poetry is everywhere, and things are always there-Song Dodge's Ling Mei
4. If you put a stick of incense in your hand, there should be nothing on the earth-Song of Manna by Wang Song Anshi.
5. The green poplar is lighter than the red apricot, and the branch is Man Chun-Qi's Lou Yuchun.
6. Spring can't keep the garden closed, but an apricot leaves the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's The Duty of the Garden
7. Waiting for the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
8. The flowers on the riverside are more fiery at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue in spring-Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan.
9. A little more green, a little more red, and the spring scenery is moving —— Wang Song Anshi's pomegranate flower poem.
10. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers-Song Luyou's "The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an"
Poems about trees in spring
1. The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant-Song Linbu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden
2. Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse in the stream is in spring —— Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Sky. Fu represents others.
3. If the spring breeze does not lift the ban, it will be a blur-Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand.
4. There is much grass in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
5. There's nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it's like deja vu-Shu's "Huanxisha"
6. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that there is no bloom —— Chrysanthemum by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
7. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation has not opened begonia"
8. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
9. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, a folk song of Han Yuefu.
10. Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and there stood a dragonfly long ago-Song Yang Wanli's small pond on his head.
1 1. There is dry rain on the leaves, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the load blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Cover.
12. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.
13. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
14. There are many fish in the sea-The Dead, a historical novel
15. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Tang Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass.
16. The drizzle in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is near-Tang Hanyu has a light rain in early spring.
17. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Southern Dynasties. Liang Wang Ji's "If you are happy"
18. The birds in the river are not only white, but the mountains are blue and white-two quatrains of Tang Du Fu
19. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of warm ducks in spring-stone "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong"
20. Flowers are getting more attractive, but shallow grass can have no horseshoes-Tang Baijuyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
2 1. Seeing butterflies deeply, flying slowly with the water-two "Qujiang" by Tang Du Fu.
22. There are clouds in the clear sky and poems in the blue night-Liu Tang Yuxi's autumn poems
The sentence about willow sprouting is urgent.
In early spring and March, the snow and ice in the shade have not completely melted and the chill has not disappeared, but the willow has spit out small green shoots and pulled out green branches.
The hairy bud stretched and yawned. It looked around and saw a dead leaf.
Therefore, it stretches itself and dances graceful branches. It is covered with new green leaves, swaying and dancing like a slim girl.
In spring, Xiao Liuya wakes up from her sleep and sticks her head out.
The tender yellow buds grow into green leaves under the bath of spring breeze, which is very beautiful. While wandering, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the old willow tree. The new branches are folded a lot, but a touch of new green is particularly conspicuous.
Just one day, one day! It has sprouted again! This vibrant old willow tree, completely different from those new flowers, was beaten by the rain defenseless. In spring, willows grow green buds, swaying in the warm spring breeze, as if to tell us that spring is coming! Spring is coming! The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, and even the willows have sprouted to change clothes for spring.
There are poems about buds. What are the poems describing tree buds?
1. Song Xin Qi Ji's "Ancient Dai Tian Ren Fu"
As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
2. "Tea Poetry" Don Gao Zhen
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common. The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. "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.
4. Yellow Crane Tower Tangcui
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
5. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
2. Poems describing tree buds can be thanked all over the world.
On strangers, soft mulberry branches. Xin Qiji's "Fu on behalf of the partridge"
The buds are fragrant. Zheng Yu's Tea Poems
The buds of pale claws bloom with tea. Lu you's "seclusion"
The tea should sprout. Qixia temple of Gu Nizi
Jade cable fiber cloth bud. Interpretation of Mullen's Twenty-two Odes
The gun flag is full of buds. Yu Liangneng's Psychic
The trees on the mountain are green, with buds. Zhang Gui's "Jian Xu defeated soldiers crazy Han cold food, blocking light and worshipping, chasing pain"
The bud is green at first glance. Zhang Zi's two pieces of fried Baiyun tea
Lotus leaves are called buds. Zhou Bida
3. sentences describing the buds on the branches
First, Yuan Zhen's "seven-character poem tea" tea
Fragrant leaves, buds, poets, monks. Grinding and carving white jade, Luo Zhihong yarn. Stir-fry the yellow core color and turn the bowl into dust. Invite the bright moon after night, and light the morning glow before morning. Wash away the tireless people of ancient and modern times, and you can't boast when you are drunk.
Second, Xin Qiji's "Fu for the Partridges"
On strangers, soft mulberry branches and oriental silkworm eggs have been born. The fine grass in Pinggang sings yellow calves, and the cold forest sings at dusk. The mountains are far and near, the roads are inclined, the green flagstones sell wine with people, the peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse flowers in the stream are in spring.
Third, spring has arrived, and in the drizzle, pomegranate trees greedily suck the dew of spring; Small buds spit out from the branches. When the spring breeze blows, the buds gradually turn into small green leaves, and the green leaves on the trees rustle in the breeze.
Fourth, in spring, the buds on the poplar stick out their heads and greedily suck the rain and dew.
Five, the spring breeze gently stroked the willow, the willow swayed gently, and the tender willow teeth quietly emerged.
4. What poems describe budding?
1. "Suiyan Village Residence" in Song Shijie
When you are old, you have more food, and the cups and plates are long. It's cold, wine falls, and spring is near. The dishes are short and the tea buds are light yellow. I am deeply interested in this, and I really don't envy highlighting.
2. Song Mei Yao Chen's "Wang Zhongyi sent a bucket of tea"
White milk leaves home spring, baht 20 straight money 10 thousand. It gives the stone spring a taste, especially the tender buds. Many words are hard to buy, but a string can be big. The fallacy lies in identifying people and being born without complaints.
3. Tang Yuan Zhen's "Send Lotte, Straight, Until Yuan Wailang sentenced Yan Jiangling on the way"
Thought Jiangling had nothing to do, and the wine glass scroll was decorated with a new chapter. Purple buds are tender, and Zhu and Ju Xiang buds are divided into several petals. In my spare time, I go to the mountains to compete for deer, and I go to the temple to watch the clouds in the morning. I will solve the problem eventually, and I dare not envy you from a distance.
4. Zhou's "self-harmony"
A hazy, pale sunset in the moonlight. Blue buds are tender and purple, and pears are blushing. Qin Ruan's wealth is clear, and the crown is repaired. The smoke is half full, and the official is less hidden.
5. Song Shu Yuexiang's "Ten Poems of Autumn in Mountain Residence"
In autumn, the mountains are good and the gardeners are beautiful. Boil beans with crispy beans and steam them with rotten necks. The first flower is sweet as ru, and the ginger bud is tender. Qiu Lai is beautiful. Why did you come to my house?
Tang Jiadao sent Xiu Zhu to the knife.
Bo was congratulated, and imperial academy gave him a strong voice. Mountain road along the Yangtze River, sunrise in mid-October.
The buds are newly snowed, and the branches are reunited with the ape maple. Zhuoqintai is useless, and I am deeply worried.
5. In spring, green trees sprout new poems.
1. Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty
2. In the spring of February and March, the grass is as green as water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
3. Poetry is everywhere, and things are always there-Song Dodge's Ling Mei
4. If you put a stick of incense in your hand, there should be nothing on the earth-Song of Manna by Wang Song Anshi.
5. The green poplar is lighter than the red apricot, and the branch is Man Chun-Qi's Lou Yuchun.
6. Spring can't keep the garden closed, but an apricot leaves the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's The Duty of the Garden
7. Waiting for the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
8. The flowers on the riverside are more fiery at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue in spring-Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan.
9. A little more green, a little more red, and the spring scenery is moving —— Wang Song Anshi's pomegranate flower poem.
10. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers-Song Luyou's "The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an"
Poems about trees in spring
1. The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant-Song Linbu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden
2. Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse in the stream is in spring —— Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Sky. Fu represents others.
3. If the spring breeze does not lift the ban, it will be a blur-Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand.
4. There is much grass in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
5. There's nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it's like deja vu-Shu's "Huanxisha"
6. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that there is no bloom —— Chrysanthemum by Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
7. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation has not opened begonia"
8. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
9. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, a folk song of Han Yuefu.
10. Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and there stood a dragonfly long ago-Song Yang Wanli's small pond on his head.
1 1. There is dry rain on the leaves, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the load blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Cover.
12. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.
13. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
14. There are many fish in the sea-The Dead, a historical novel
15. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Tang Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass.
16. The drizzle in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is near-Tang Hanyu has a light rain in early spring.
17. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Southern Dynasties. Liang Wang Ji's "If you are happy"
18. The birds in the river are not only white, but the mountains are blue and white-two quatrains of Tang Du Fu
19. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of warm ducks in spring-stone "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong"
20. Flowers are getting more attractive, but shallow grass can have no horseshoes-Tang Baijuyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
2 1. Seeing butterflies deeply, flying slowly with the water-two "Qujiang" by Tang Du Fu.
22. There are clouds in the clear sky and poems in the blue night-Liu Tang Yuxi's autumn poems