The poet's poem about spring 1. Spring attracts literati with its unique charm, and also leaves many beautiful sentences. Please write it down.
Find the face of the spring breeze in a simple way
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom.
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.
The rain in the early morning moistened the dust of the land, the inn of the inn, the branches and leaves of the inn, and a new leaf
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
I want to rely on the quiet scene at night to participate in this meditation.
The sunshine in spring is so warm that flowers and trees are full of vitality.
Spring grass grows in the pond and garden willows become songbirds.
Noisy birdsong covers the spring, and all kinds of flowers cover the countryside in the suburbs.
I am here to see the distant Luoyang and the scenery in spring. When I meet my friends again, next spring will give me a more beautiful spring!
The flowers in the forest were swept away, but the grass was still alive.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Before Wen Daochun met, he went to Han Mei for information.
The spring breeze comes back and makes the flowers in my yard bloom.
The cold notice was exhausted, and the spring breeze returned to the willow tree.
If the spring grass is affectionate, the mountains are still green.
Susu tidbits are late, flying lycopene is light.
The bright sun on the sea is about to rise, and Jiangnan in the south of the Yangtze River is reviving.
The invasion of Ling Xue was also a day lily, and there were wickers in spring.
Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, blowing off a few flowers at night.
The forest flowers are wet and the rain is rouge, and the water is long and green with the wind.
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.
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.
The vicissitudes of nature make flowers wither, spring has passed, green leaves are lush, fruits are heavy, and it is almost the harvest season.
The wind in the east wind, the rain in the wind, the rain in the wind, the sound of light thunder came from the other side outside the lotus pond.
The cold goes with the night, and spring comes one by one.
Spring is annoying, and there are a few flowers everywhere.
Peach blossoms spring water, bathing in the water.
It's snowing outside, and Qian Shan is green. On the riverside in February, bloom is blooming.
The scenery on the city is chaotic, and the gate smoke is on the shore.
Weeds are green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are flowers and trees.
It is spring breeze, spring rain and spring flowers; I look at Jiangnan, and I look at Jiangbei. I see waves in the sky.
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green.
Last night, the spring breeze blew the peach blossoms in the well, and the moon in front of Weiyang Palace hung high in the sky.
There are two red mansions facing the cold, covered by rain, and a bead curtain lamp shakes my lonely heart and goes home.
Ten miles after the spring breeze, the wheat is green.
A spring rain has added a lot of flowers to the mountain road, and the flowers are swaying in the wind, bringing a breath of spring to the mountain.
Snow comes in late spring, which means the flowers in the courtyard are flying.
I'm afraid I'll leave an autumn. Swallows fly and ask the light, only the water in the pond knows.
Full of shade, shining in the green waves.
The east wind enters the courtyard and thousands of willows go west.
2. Spring brings new hope. Scholars are as wonderful as spring to praise spring. Have you read it?
Spring night is worth a thousand dollars, and the flowers are fragrant and the moon is cloudy. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Cui Hu's "South Village of Capital"
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Zhinan's quatrains
Under the moon that year, we were drunk like scenes of dreams, and the gentle breeze blew you and me.
Qin Guan's "Eight Six Children Leaning against Danger Pavilion"
Red crisp hands, yellow wine, mancheng spring willow.
Lu you chai feng hong su shou
Living in a small building and listening to the falling spring rain, you will hear the sound of selling apricots in the depths of the alley early in the morning.
Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an
The courtyard is lonely and the spring scenery is dying; Pear flower falls, close the door.
Liu's "Spring Complaints"
In the world of April, the flowers have withered, and the peach blossoms in the ancient temples have just bloomed.
Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
The water waves in the river, the white feathers of waterfowl, the green and red flowers on the mountain are in contrast, and you want to burn.
Du Fu's two quatrains
Concentrate on reading, I know that spring has passed, and every inch of time is as precious as an inch of gold.
3. Poems describing literati's achievements
Have you noticed how the water of the Yellow River moved into the sea and never returned to Li Bai's "drinking"?
"The Yellow River has fallen into the East China Sea, and Wan Li has written in his arms." Li Bai's Fourteen Gifts to Pei will be put into wine.
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns?
Have you seen the lovely hair in the bright mirror in the high room, although it is still silky black in the morning, it turns into snow at night?
Oh, let a man with spirit take risks where he wants to go, and never point his golden cup at the moon empty! .
I was born useful, spinning a thousand pieces of silver, all come back! .
Cook a sheep, kill a cow, sharpen your appetite, and let me, 300 bowls, take a big drink! .
Master Cen, Dan Qiusheng can drink and drink endlessly.
Let me sing you a song! Please listen to me.
What are bells and drums, delicacies and treasures? I hope I will never wake up.
Ancient sober people and sages were forgotten, and only great drinkers can be immortalized.
Prince Chen gave a banquet in the Hall of Completion, and more than a thousand people fought for wine.
Why do you say, my master, your money is gone? , to buy wine, we drink together! .
Wu, Qiu and Hu will exchange wine for wine, and share the eternal sorrow with you.
Liangzhou Ci (Tang-Wang Zhihuan)
The Yellow River is far above the white clouds.
Wan Ren is an isolated city.
Why should a strong brother complain about Liu?
The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass.
The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea. (Wang Zhihuan's "In the Heron Villa")
Have you seen how the water of the Yellow River flows from the sky to the sea and never returns? (Li Bai's "Into the Wine")
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. (Wang Wei, "Let It Go to the Fortress")
The peaks are like gathering, the waves are like anger, and the mountains and rivers are like Tongguan Road. (Zhang, "Tongguan Nostalgia")
I want to cross the Yellow River, but ice will block the ferry and Taihang Mountain will be covered with snow. (Li Bai's "Hard to Walk")
When crossing the Yellow River
The river is swift and muddy. The soup can't be ling.
It's hard to make a list. Matsuzaka won the game.
The empty court suppresses the old wood. The wilderness is over.
Don't beat people's footsteps. But it is exciting to see a fox and a rabbit.
Send a message that the river is old. This water is not clear.
Langtaosha
Jiuqu Yellow River and Wan Li Sand,
Waves and strong winds swept from the horizon.
Now go straight to the galaxy,
Go to Penny and Weaver's house.
Jade birds don't spread the news beyond the clouds, and lilacs are empty and sad in the rain.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy. If there are more dead beauties in the West Lake, C+ is so appropriate. (Su Shi)
Loneliness and water are boundless, and lotus flowers bloom at night. -Su Shi's Five Wonders of Pan-West Lake Night
Gushan Temple is in the north of Jiating West, and the water surface is flat at the foot of the cloud. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, new swallows peck at spring mud, flowers are more and more colorful, and shallow grass can have no horseshoes. I love the lack of lake in the eastbound direction, and I love the white sand embankment under the shadow of Populus davidiana. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang
It is the scenery of the West Lake in June, which is really different from other seasons. Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Yang Wanli's "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang"
Spring scenery on the lake is picturesque, and chaotic peaks are scattered around the checkpoint. There are thousands of green hills on the pine row and a pearl in the heart of the moon. Early rice is pumped by the blue carpet line, and the green Luo skirt shows Xinpu. I didn't throw it into Hangzhou, and half of it was this lake. -Tang Bai Juyi's Spring on the Lake
Great men don't expect much, but they will enjoy themselves. Let the turtles and fish return to green and clean, and be willing to let Xiao Wei stop the slope ahead. Once a good thing can be inherited, a 100-foot cliff can still be ground. The stars in the sky are also happy, and the golden waves are bathed in the moonlight. -Su Shi's "Opening the West Lake"
Moonlight by the river (beautiful artistic conception) lingers upstairs, and the moon is pitiful. I want to take a look at the cosmetic mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled up, and the anvil refers to it. At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month. Hongyan flies in the sky, and fish Long Qian jumps in the water. Last night, I dreamed that the idle pool had fallen, and the poor spring had not returned. In spring, the river flows away, and the pond falls in the moon and the west. The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and Jieshi Xiaoxiang Road is infinite. I don't know how many people return home every month, and the moon is full of rivers and trees. -Zhang Tang Xu Ruo's "Moonlit Night on the Spring River"
Shadows, smoke, willows, hidden warblers, fragrant wind and flowers chasing horseshoes. -"Su Gong Di" by Wang Yanna in Ming Dynasty
Liu Yang has long dikes everywhere, and Huaming Road has not been lost. Before the boatman gets up, he listens to the warbler on his side pillow. -Zhang Ning's "Spring Dawn in Su Causeway" in the Ming Dynasty
At dusk, the songs are ready, and the willows belong to a warbler. -Southern Song Dynasty Wu Weixin's "Qingming is a thing in Su Causeway"
Spring always brings people hope, vitality and happiness. Many scholars have written poems praising spring.
"Qiantang Spring Tour" Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the northwest of Jiating, with a low water level at first.
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. "Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple" Bai Juyi's life In April, peach blossoms in mountain temples opened.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. "Late Spring" Han knows that spring will come back soon, and there are all kinds of red and purple disputes.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. In spring, Zhu Shengri looks for the waterfront, and the vast scene is new for a while.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. Yuanbao Liu He Jasper is decorated as a tree high, hanging a moss tapestry for thousands of years.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. "Tian Jing Sha Chun" Baipu, the spring mountain is warm and cool, the pavilion curtain is dry, and the Yangfang swing yard.
Singing warblers and dancing, the bridge is red with flowing water.