1. Poems about floating
There are turrets in the field, flying far away in the wind. (Wei Cao Cao's "Que Dongxi Menxing")
It's a pity that we don't meet each other at the right time, but we meet each other in the drifting wind. (Miscellaneous Poems by Cao Pi of the Wei Dynasty)
Why are the robes swaying? The light train is returned by the wind. (Wei Cao Zhi's "Beauty Chapter")
The colorful clothes drag the wide belt and float up to the sky. (Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Ancient Style" No. 19)
The appearance is like flying lightning, and the scenery is like the floating wind. (Tang Li Bai's "Ancient Style" Chapter 28)
The dragon and the phoenix are freed from the trap, and the swaying will be entrusted. (Tang Dynasty Li Bai's "Ancient Style" Part 45)
The branches are tangled and the leaves are flying. (Li Bai's "Ancient Meanings" of the Tang Dynasty)
The sun shines on the new makeup, the water is bright, and the wind is fragrant and the sleeves are lifted up in the air. (Li Bai's "Lotus Plucking Song" of the Tang Dynasty)
Ling Zixia waved her hand in the air and climbed onto the luan chariot through the wind. ("Fei Long Yin" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty)
The wind and rain are blowing, and the falling flowers and flying snow are so vast. (Tang Li Bai's "Songs in Cursive Script")
The feathers are fluttering, and the jade lanterns are clanking. ("Dream Immortal" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
The peach flutters in the flames, and the pear falls into the snowy desert. ("Falling Flowers" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
The wind and the sun are warming for a while, and everything is falling. ("Jiangzhou Snow" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
Some people who are beginning to be strong may be as erratic as flowers in the wind. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Send to a Person with the Same Sickness")
There are snake tails falling out of the holes, and bird feathers floating in the forest. (Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty, "Seeing Off Guests Moving South")
Loneliness is full of ashes, and snow falls on the stairs. ("Sending Brothers Back on a Snowy Night" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
Qingyun enters the heights of Li Palace, and fairy music can be heard everywhere. (Song of Everlasting Sorrow by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
The vast stagnant water is not my soil, the floating duckweeds are my body. ("Jiujiang Spring Outlook" by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty)
In October, the clear frost is heavy, and where can it go? ("Fireflies" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
It is easy to fight and swim around easily. ("Independence" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty)
How does the flutter look like a sand gull in the sky and the earth? (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Walking at Night")
Bai Ye's poems are incomparable, and his thoughts are unparalleled. (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Recalling Li Bai in Spring")
Mao flies across the river and sprinkles on the outskirts of the river. The tall ones hang on the treetops and the lower ones float around the pond. (Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty, "Song of Thatched Cottage Broken by the Autumn Wind")
The heat has gone away, and the autumn breeze has faded for half a while. ("Autumn Thoughts" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty)
After the rain, the cicadas make a noise, and the pine and osmanthus flutter in the air. ("Inscribed on Yangzhou Chanzhi Temple" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty)
The wilted red half fell on the flat pond at night, and Quzhu floated into a brocade. (Tang Dynasty Du Mu's "Spring Festival Evening Inscription on the Wei Family Pavilion")
The night fragrance blows in the early morning, and the frost nourishes the dawn. ("Early Plum Blossoms" by Liu Zongyuan of the Tang Dynasty)
It's like wandering, and the coming days will bring new glory. (Meng Haoran of the Tang Dynasty, "The New Year's Eve")
The mist is clear and bitter, and the wind is blowing and the shadows are cold. (Du Shenyan of the Tang Dynasty, "Hekang Wutingzhi looks at the moon and has feelings for it")
The lonely cloud is born in the northwest and drifts from the southeast in the wind. (Li Yi of the Tang Dynasty, "Reply to Guo Huangzhong <Guyun> See the Gift in the First Chapter")
The red building looks cold across the rain, and the bead foil floating lantern returns alone. ("Spring Rain" by Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty)
I just said that the southern country has grown late, and then sighed that the Western family was drifting away. (Tang Dynasty He Zhizhang's "Watching Others' Peach and Plum Blossoms")
It's hard to survive the fluttering wind, but what's more, it's so vast and vast. (Gao Shi of the Tang Dynasty, "Yan Ge Xing")
It was originally the top stone of Kunlun, and it fell to Dongting Lake in the sea breeze. ("Junshan" by Cheng He of the Tang Dynasty)
The drunken pen leans against the wind and the drifting snow, sitting quietly in the sky with the moon on its lapel. ("Shuzhou Presents Mr. Li Xianggong" by Zhao Gu of the Tang Dynasty)
I cherish the beauty of the scenery when I am free, for fear that the birds will scatter and the flowers will drift away. ("Crying Birds" by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty)
The flowers float and the water flows. One kind of lovesickness, two places of idle sorrow. There is no way to eliminate this situation. It's just a frown, but it's in my heart. ("A Cut of Plum Blossoms" by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty)
At Qiuniang Ferry and Tainiang Bridge, the wind is blowing and the rain is rustling. (Jiang Jie of the Song Dynasty, "A Cut of Plum Blossoms")
I feel that the spring has faded, and the flowers are gradually floating. (Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty, "Mystery of the Gods")
The bright moon is full, the dusk clouds are drifting away, and the night is as clear as a clear day. (Liu Yong of the Song Dynasty, "Pour a Cup of Music")
The mountains and rivers are broken, the wind flutters the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. ("Crossing the Lingding Ocean" by Wen Tianxiang of the Ming Dynasty)
Wandering is like a person's life is thin, the sky is lingering, and it is said to be romantic. ("Tang Duo Ling" by Cao Xueqin of the Qing Dynasty)
The soft gossamer is tied to the floating spring pavilion, and the fallen catkins lightly touch the embroidered curtain.
(Qing Dynasty Cao Xueqin's "The Burial of Flowers") 2. Poems describing catkins
Tang Bai Juyi said that it was full of daylight in March, and he said goodbye to the old man in spring. The orioles walked towards the poplars, tripping up the spring breeze. Don’t let it go. Catkins from Tang Dynasty and Li Zhong are scattered and flying flowers in the evening of February every year. After the rain, the breeze rises and flutters wildly in thousands of homes. Catkins from Tang Dynasty and Liu Yuxi flutter across the south road to the east, and the spring is dark and deserted. The warmth of the flower alleys dances with the light. Butterflies, beautiful people with beautiful makeup in the jade tower. They linger back and thank the ladies for writing poems, embellishing Tao Gong's wine towel. Where the good wind is like snow, the ancient Jiangjin on the Sui River embankment. The east wind blows the evening sun everywhere in Luoye, Tang Dynasty. The powder falls without fragrance. On the embankment of the Sui Dynasty, dragon boats danced with phoenixes. In March every year, catkins sing the song of sun bream, which is melodious everywhere. After the rain, the clouds are gone, and the wind is particularly wild. The bees entering the flowers are hindered, covering Water swallows are no problem. Suffering adds to the thoughts of separation, and the road to Qingmen is long. Catkins in Tang Xuetao are light and soft in February, and the spring breeze is swaying to make people's clothes. His family is a heartless thing, flying south and north all the time. Catkins in Tang Yang Ning There are many willows by the river, and the river is narrow and sloping. When the spring breeze comes back, it wanders into Mochou's house. The catkins don't reach the ground until there is no wind. When there is wind, they are still full. The edge of the canal looks like snow, so don't go close to the hair on your temples. The catkins are spread out in the sky. Madam, the mist is fragrant in the spring, and the snow catkins are green stripes. Maybe the flowers are dancing together, not drifting due to the wind. The green wine is floating on the wind, and the fur is decorated with red gauze. It is used to play with sorrow, and the spring is full of love. Blowing catkins /Rui Partridge Song He Zhu Yuehen arrived at the west wing as promised. I once admired the flower branches brushing against the short wall. I didn’t know the sorrow at first and I shed tears. Every time I was confused, I was confused by the lingering fragrance of my dream. When I sang, my eyebrows were charming at first, and my eyes were full of wine when I was half drunk. Crazy. Leaning leisurely on the embroidered curtain and blowing catkins, I asked who looked like Ye Youlang. The poem describing the catkins willow branches and willow branches. Du Fu answered with Cen Shen Bu Que. When he saw it, he gave him a slim Qing forbidden door. After leaving the court, he returned home differently.
After you follow the Prime Minister, I will go to East China. The willow branches are slowly green, and the stamens of the flowers are red.
An old friend got a good sentence and gave it to Pulsatilla. Bai Juyi, Chang'an Spring. The willow branches of Qingmen are soft and weak, and the east wind blows to a golden color.
The wine in Jiedong is not easy to wake up from drunkenness, and the eyes full of spring sorrow cannot be sold. Yuan Zhen's Eight Poems by Jing Shenqiu The willow branches are weak in the rain, and the scenery is slanted.
Dragonflies love the morning dew, and butterflies love the autumn flowers. The empty hedgerows are filled with hungry birds, and the cold roosts are filled with crows.
In the desolate pond, it didn’t look like there was anyone home. Shi Jianwu watched the dancing girl, wrapped in red knots and purple knots, afraid of the wind, and the graceful and graceful first return to the weak willow branches.
It is unknown who is the owner of the smile, and the hearts of thousands of people are changing one by one. Liu Yuxi's Two Farewell Suzhou Poems Outside the Changmen with flowing water, the autumn wind blows the willow branches.
I have always been at the place where guests are seen off, but today I feel so lost. Liu Xian's "On the last day of the month, the peach blossoms are about to fall and the willow branches are long, and the water on the sand head is full of scenery."
At this time, the imperial concubine came to visit the place, wishing to offer the goblet to purify the evil spirits every year. Pi Rixiu Night Meeting Questions and Answers In October, when I walked down the bridge, the wind blew the decaying wicker branches.
Standing alone against the railing, who is Qinghan playing the jade flute? Bai Juyi Early Spring in Qujiang The wicker branches in Qujiang are getting weaker, and the shrike in the apricot garden is beginning to make a sound. Unfortunately, there are few tourists in Chunqian, so we can just dismount by the pond.
Yang Juyuan Folding Willows There was a piece of willow silk by the water's edge. I immediately asked you to break a branch. Only the spring breeze cherishes each other the most, and blows diligence into my hands.
Two quatrains from Bai Juyi's "Passing by Pei Ling's Mansion" The wind blew the willow branches out of the wall, recalling the time when we were drunk with joy. Every time I pass by Jixianfang, I never lower my eyebrows.
Du Mu’s thoughts: Wanxi weeping willow has the longest branch and has been blown by the spring breeze. Unbearable to climb and broken, yet unbearable to look at. The young man on the street came late.
Catkins, Willow Flowers, Du Fu's nine quatrains. The heart-broken spring river is about to end, and the staff and quinoa slowly step up to establish Fangzhou. The crazy catkins go with the wind, and the thin peach blossoms float with the water.
Bai Juyi presented it to Judge Zhou on March 28th. I spent three days in the spring in melancholy. When I was drunk, I asked Zhou Lang whether he remembered anything. Willow catkins are sent to Orioles to persuade people to drink. I left Dongdu last year and today.
Li Shangyin Liubei Pavilion on March 10th. He was a member of the Chinese army and returned home. The magnolias all lost their spring. I followed the catkins secretly to the outside of the city and walked across the water west to hear the rules.
Li Shangyin When visitors are not met, they stay in a villa. Qingqing does not hesitate to lock the window in spring and go to work on the catalpa tree. Leaning against the embroidered curtain and blowing catkins, there is no one in the deep courtyard.
Rong Yu recruits people to return home. Catkins fly in the river city in March, and tourists send people home after five years. Therefore, my tears of farewell and hometown tears will wet your clothes today.
Han Yu Late Spring Whoever harvests the spring beauty will go back, half of the slow green demon and red will remain. The elm pods can only be picked up along with the catkins and wander around the empty garden.
Tang Yanqian recalls Meng Haoran. In the suburbs, the west turns to the east, and the snow is clear, and the donkey's back is full of joy. The sentence is found in the pear blossoms under the bright moon, and the interest is in the spring breeze and catkins.
Xiao Jing Sanxiang is pregnant. The catkins fly to say goodbye to Luoyang, and the plum blossoms fall behind to Sanxiang. The feelings of the world have dispersed like floating clouds, and the separation and hatred are as long as the river.
Three Spring Outing Songs by Zhang Zhongsu The smoke from the willows flies with light catkins, and the windy elm leaves drop small coins. Among the misty flowers, Luo Qi competes with the swing.
Nine Poems on Willow Branches by Liu Yuxi. Emperor Yangdi's palace is on the Bianshui shore, and there are several willow branches blooming in spring. In the evening, the wind blows and the flowers are like snow, flying into the palace wall and no one is there.
Bai Juyi's work in front of the Fox Spring Store. Willows and flowers fly on the wild fox spring, chasing the water eastward and never returning. The flowers and water are long and unintentional, and they are dependent on each other because of the wind.
Li Bai’s Farewell at Jinling Wine Shop. The wind blows the willow flowers and fills the shop with fragrance. Wu Ji presses wine for guests to taste. The disciples of Jinling came to see each other off, and everyone drank wine if they wanted to do it or not.
Please ask me about the flowing water in the east. Do you want to know who is short or long? Wu Yuanheng and Cui Shiwu visited Pei Schoolmaster together but did not meet each other. When the pear blossoms had fallen and all the willow blossoms had fallen, the orioles flowed in the courtyard trees. The sun was too late.
I have missed each other for several times, but there is no good time in the spring breeze. Poems describing catkins The image of "willow" in ancient poetry does not refer to poplars and willows, but to willow trees, generally weeping willows. This is the same word, not poplar and willow juxtaposed.
Since the "poplar" in ancient poetry is actually a willow tree, then the poplar in the poetry's imagery certainly refers to catkins. Thousands of birds sing in the New Year, and poplar flowers fly all over the road in February. Chirp: The birdsong is ringing.
Yu Xin of the Northern Zhou Dynasty's "Spring Fu" has no talent in thinking about poplar and elm pods, but it can only explain the sky full of snow. Poplar: catkins. Elm pod: elm money. When the elm tree has no leaves, it first produces pods between the branches. The pods are as small as money. The pods are white when they are old and fall with the wind.
"Late Spring" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty The moonlight in the atrium is clear and bright, and countless poplar flowers pass without a shadow. Poplar flowers: Catkins. Song Dynasty Zhang Xian's "Magnolia·Yimao Wuxing Cold Food" The spring breeze does not release the ban on poplar flowers, and it flutters at the faces of passers-by. I don't understand: I don't know, I can't.
Ban: Stop. Yanghua: catkins.
Song Dynasty Yan Shu's "Traveling on the Shasha" refused to paint the Zhuhu household in the hall, and the spring breeze was free with poplar flowers. It means that the catkins are flying freely and do not linger in the rich family of the Zhuhu household in the painting hall. In "Qing Ping Le" by Wang Anshi of the Song Dynasty, spring scenery is divided into three parts: two parts are dust and one part is running water. Spring scenery: refers to poplar flowers.
Two-thirds of the dust: Two-thirds of the poplar flowers fell into the dust on the roadside. One minute of flowing water: one-third of the poplar flowers fall to the water.
Song Dynasty Su Shi's "Shui Long Yin·Ci Yun Zhang Zhifu Yang Hua Ci": "The spring scenery is divided into three parts, two parts are dust, and one part is running water. Looking closely, it is not poplar flowers, but the tears of people leaving."
After the spring breeze blows from the peaches and plums in the small garden, I can see the poplars flying freely: catkins. Song Dynasty Wang Ling's "瀹瀹" The catkins can't be left at the end of spring. Who can fall with the wind? 3. Are there any poems describing "catkins"?
Early Summer in Kezhong by Sima Guang In April, the weather is clear and the rain is clear, and the weather in Nanshan is clear.
There are no catkins blowing due to the wind, only sunflowers are sunny. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------- In early summer, Zhu Shuzhen's bamboo shakes its clear shadow and covers the quiet window, and birds make noise in the sunset every two or three hours.
Xie Que’s begonias are all flying away, and the weather is getting better for those who are trapped. -------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------- Send Chun Zhu Benfeng Yan Festival, things are sparse in the eyes, people still love Chu Yi in March.
The fragments of sorrowful clouds are concluded, and the faint clouds of dreams of returning home are evoked. Flowers are first seen at the bottom of Xiaotao Mountain, and the weak willows and sand head catkins have not yet flown.
There are no other words to send wine to spring, and I will be happy when you arrive. -------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------- Ding Yang and Wen Tianxiang experienced a hard time, and only a few stars surrounded him.
The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating in the catkins, and the life experience is ups and downs. Afraid to say panic on the beach, sigh alone in the ocean.
Since ancient times, no one has ever died, leaving a loyal heart to illuminate history. -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------- Chunqing misses the begonias in my hometown. Yang Wanli's hometown has begonias blooming today, and I dream about Jiangxi Jinxiudui.
Everything is spring and people are old alone. After a year, Yan will return. It's as green as day and as light as day, and it's like flying catkins when you want to fall.
If you don’t have that scenery, you can’t have a meal, so you can send poems to attract the Cuiqiong cup. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------- It means that Yan Shu's oil-filled incense car will no longer meet, and the clouds in the gorge will leave no trace in the west and east.
The moon is melting in the pear blossom courtyard, and the catkins pond is lightly blown by the wind. After a few days of loneliness and drinking, I stopped smoking for a while.
Why do you want to send the fish book? The water is far away and the mountains have the same strengths. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------- Yang Liu Ge Yu Xin Riverside willow branches of hundreds of feet, there are many long strips hanging down to the ground.
The river water rushes the roots and plants, and suddenly the wind and waves blow in the river. Poor phoenix child in the nest, we were separated that year for no reason.
As soon as Liu Cha went to Tianchi, the Weaver Girl immediately followed him. Who said that it has always provided shade to several countries, and it has always been a small branch from the southeast.
In the past, when the young master left Nanpi, where could he find Xuanwu Pi? The horse gallops gracefully to the northwest, bending left and right to look up to the moon branch.
Riding across the water with money and mud as a barrier, the white jade hand plate fell into the pan. Jun said that her husband was not angry, but he asked about the monument in Yanshan.
Xiao Shi, the new manager of the Phoenix, blows, and the beautiful girl peeks out of the spring window. The wine cup holding the cloud is agate, and the eclipse snail shines with purple glass.
A hundred years of frost and dew are about to leave, once fame is no longer available. It must be that King Huai made a mistake and used Zhang Yi again when nothing happened.
It is better to drink in Gaoyangchi and pick yourself up when you return at dusk[1]. Who can see the movement under Wuchang City? You can tell in front of Guandu Camp.
I only recall that under the flying catkins and goose feathers, there is a black silk horse tail hanging down. If I want to leave a song with the plum blossoms, I will play the flute.
----------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------------- Willow branches in front of Bai Juyi, there are willow branches in front of Bai Juyi, the dream is to succeed. There is a saying that "the spring is over and the catkins are flying". Answer again.
Liu Laochun, the sun is deep and slanting, let him fly to other people's homes. Who can learn more about children's play, chasing the spring breeze and catching willow flowers?
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Xingyuan impromptu. In the same year, Cao Ye was not on the wrong road. Ten years later It doesn't work. Once justice is revealed, the sky will be clear.
Several drums were played on the pillow, and Hengmen was already like a city. You can find pearls in the daytime, don't wait for Lilong to sleep.
Hurrying out of Jiuqu, the servants were of different colors. I haven't changed my clothes yet, but I still have tears from last year.
The clear sun shines on the shadows of flowers, and the floating catkins are green. Suddenly startled when drinking, hesitant about what happened in the dream.
Self-pity is a solitary bird, it has to catch the wings of a luan and a phoenix. Always cherish your love and help your heart, and don't be afraid of Hu Yue.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Feng Yansi has rosy lips and is surrounded by green shades. Meng Qiong's family is here. Live in Taoyuan. The painted bridge serves as the road, and there are two red houses near the water.
The willow path is deep in spring, and you reach the place of love. He frowned and said nothing, just letting the wind blow him towards Lang Bian.
Magpies Stepping on the Branches Feng Yansi Where have the clouds gone in a few days? I have forgotten my return, not knowing that spring is about to end. There are hundreds of grasses and thousands of flowers on the cold food road, whose tree is the incense chariot tied to? With tears in my eyes, I lean against the building and talk to myself frequently. When the two swallows fly, will we meet on the street? The spring sorrow is like catkins, and there is no place to be found in the long dream.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- The magpie steps on the branches and Feng Yansi's six-curved railing leans against the green tree, the willow wind blows Light, showing all the golden strands. Whoever moved the zither to the jade pillar made the petrels fly away through the curtain.
My eyes are full of hairsprings and fallen catkins. When the red apricots bloom, there is a sudden clear rain. When I fall asleep, I feel sleepy and silent, and my frightened dreams are nowhere to be found.
----------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Upward cup Feng Yan has fallen plum blossoms, the rain has wiped away the remaining powder, and the clouds are heavy with smoke. Food is close to mild cold. Luo curtain covers the fragrance, and the swing outside the willow is painted on the wall.
The hairpin and phoenix are upside down in the spring mountain, and the catkins fly into the eaves and sleep heavily in spring. In the dream, only the flowers in the garden and the moon know the good times.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- The migrating oriole Feng Yan has been in the mist, the wind is blowing, and the willows are sparse. cigarette. The fluttering catkins fill the south garden, and the grass is sleeping under the wall.
The swallows are flying for the first time, the orioles are old, and the spring breeze is blowing in their faces. When we meet, we join hands and sing loudly, how wonderful is life.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Listening to Master Ying playing the piano, Han Yue talked affectionately to his daughter and son, expressing gratitude and resentment. Ru. Suddenly the situation became tense and the warriors went to the enemy's field.
Floating clouds and catkins have no roots, and the sky and the earth are vast and far away. A flock of birds chirped noisily, and suddenly a solitary phoenix was seen.
If you can't reach the upper limit, you will lose your strength and plummet. I have two ears, but I don't know how to listen to the silk bamboo.
After hearing Master Ying play, he got up and sat aside. Pushing his hands suddenly stopped, his clothes were wet with tears.
You are so sincere and capable, you can’t put ice in my intestines! -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------- I dreamed of sleeping upstairs in Huangfu Pine in Jiangnan, with the waning moon shining under the curtain. I dreamed about the melancholy things in Moling, and the city was filled with peach blossoms and catkins.
Sitting in double buns and playing the sheng. -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------- Looking at the river plums and Li Yu's leisurely dreams, the southern country is in full bloom.
There are orchestral music on the boat, the river is green, and the city is filled with flying catkins and light dust. Busy killing flower watchers.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------- Willow branches and Liu Yuxi are light and graceful, taking up their youth, dancing and making up everywhere in the pavilion. cover. At the end of spring, the flying catkins cannot stay, but they can easily go and fall into other people's homes with the wind.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------ Give it to Guo to Wang Wei, the cave gate, the high pavilion, the afterglow, the peach and plum shadow. Catkins fly. There are few bells and official residences in the forbidden area, and there are few people singing birds in the province.
Morning.