You taught me to give flowers and leave a lingering fragrance in my hand. You taught me to make people smile and make their hearts happy. Today, I will give you the most beautiful flowers. Today, I will give you the sweetest smile. My heart will never stand on the road. I remember there was a primary school. There is a sound of reading in the morning, Lang Lang: Everyone is a real pillar.
Regardless of the wind and rain, the sky flies far and wide. Now I look at my hometown with tears in my eyes. When will I tell you my heart? Thank you! .
2. Poems describing May. Li Bai (Tang Dynasty) had snow in Tianshan Mountain in May. There are no flowers, only cold. I heard a bright future, but I didn't see spring scenery. Play the golden drum at dawn and sleep in the jade saddle at night. I would rather put my sword under my waist and cut Loulan straight. In May Tang Dynasty, Li He carved a jade curtain, lightly smashed the cage, drew lead and drew water, and fanned the mandarin duck pattern. Sweet sweat and precious millet. 3. Watching the wheat harvest in the Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi's family was less idle, and in May, people were twice as busy. At night, the south wind came, the wheat was yellow, the mother-in-law and daughter-in-law were full, and the baby was carrying the pot pulp. She went with the soldiers, and Ding Zhuang was in Nangang. She exudes the heat of the country and scorches the sky. She was exhausted, but she regretted the long summer. There's another poor woman.
3. Zanmei's poem 1, Koike
Song Dynasty: 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.
Translation:
Spring is silent because it can't stand the thin water, and the shade reflects the water because it likes the soft scenery on sunny days.
As soon as the lotus leaf emerged from the water, a little dragonfly stood on it.
2. Mountain Pavilion in Summer
Tang dynasty: high articles
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
Translation:
The trees are lush and dark, the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond.
The water curtain shakes and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance.
3. Xiao Jingci Temple sent Lin Zifang.
Song Dynasty: Yang Wanli
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.
Translation:
What is the scenery of the West Lake in June? The scenery is really different from other seasons.
Lotus leaves will never be seen in the sky, and lotus flowers are particularly bright and red in the sun.
4. Drink two songs of Chu Qingyu in the lake. Second.
Song Dynasty: Su Shi
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.
Translation:
In the bright sunshine, the water in the West Lake is sparkling and beautiful. On rainy days, under the cover of rain curtain, the mountains around the West Lake are foggy, and if there is anything, it is wonderful.
If the West Lake is compared to the beautiful scenery of the past, light makeup is very suitable.
5. Mountain Pavilion in Summer
Tang dynasty: high articles
Green trees, deep shadows, long summer, the reflection of the tower in the pond.
The crystal curtains are blowing gently, and the roses are fragrant.
Translation:
The trees are lush and dark, the summer is long, and the reflection of the balcony is reflected in the pond.
The water curtain shakes and the breeze blows, and the roses are full of fragrance.
Praise the modern poem "Jiangchengzi" in five words (I remember dreaming on the 20th of the first month).
Ten years of life and death are two boundless, disapproving and unforgettable.
A lonely grave thousands of miles away, desolate and nowhere to talk about.
Even if we don't know each other, our faces are dusty and our manes are frosty.
At night, I suddenly dreamed of going home, and the window of Xiao Xuan was being decorated.
Care for each other without words, only a thousand lines of tears
It is estimated that the annual heartbroken place, moonlit night, short matsuoka.
Jiang Chengzi went hunting in Mizhou.
I said juvenile madness, which led to yellow on the left and pale on the right.
Golden hat, mink and fur, thousands of riding rolls and leveling posts.
In order to repay the people of the whole city for following my generous hunting proposal, I will shoot this tiger myself like Sun Quan.
After drinking wine, my chest is still open and my mane is slightly frosty. What's the harm!
When will the emperor send someone down, like Emperor Han sent Feng Tang to the cloud to pardon Shang Wei?
I will make my strength as full as the full moon, full as the full moon, heading northwest and shooting at the team in West Xia Jun.
6. Huanxisha
Watching fish in the warm crimson sunshine,
Even the village is green and dark.
Huang Tong and Bai Zuo get together to see what they are looking at.
Although elk are not used to contact with people,
Apes don't need to shout when they smell drums.
The theory of returning home and picking mulberry grains.
7. Calm down the storm
Don't listen to the sound of beating leaves in the forest,
Why not sing and walk slowly?
Bamboo poles and sandals are more dexterous than riding horses. What's to be afraid of?
A raincoat and hemp fiber, despite the wind and rain, still live my life.
The cold spring breeze woke me up, a little cold.
The hillside is sloping, but it is pleasant.
Look back at that desolate place, go home,
No rain or shine.
I don't know when the spring rain began to fall, soft and inaudible, like a moist smoke, gently moistening the earth. After the spring rain, the sun came out and it was sunny. The whole world is fresh as if it had just been washed, and the air is fresh. Take a breath, My Sweetie is like drinking honey.
I look for spring with curiosity. Ah, I see spring. The mountains in the distance are rolling, full of green. The grass on the nearby hillside also crept out of the ground quietly. They are tender and green. Fat little lobular children, like a fat doll who just woke up. This piece, that cluster, dotted with steep slopes.
Spring is not as dry and hot as summer, as cold and cheerless as autumn, nor as cold as winter. This is a season full of vigor and vitality. This reminds me of our mother, who is like the earth. When she gave birth to us, we had life, and spring back to the earth meant that everything had to start over, and all life had to start over.
All kinds of wild flowers also woke up, only to see them spread out, hold their heads high, and rush to indulge in full bloom. Red, yellow, blue, white and purple ... are really colorful. Although these flowers are not expensive, they decorate this grassland of youth with their own beauty and dedicate themselves selflessly to the earth. Swarms of bees, flapping their yellow wings, are busy humming honey; Colorful butterflies also dance in pairs.
Jiangnan in spring is beautiful, the wind is soft, the air is fresh and the sun is warm. Wheat seedlings in the field are like the sea, scattered villages are unsinkable boats, criss-crossing winding rivers, willow branches by the river spit out buds, and reeds are green as soon as they come out; The calm river wakes up from the simplicity of winter and is covered with the color of nature.