The sunset in the lonely village, the light smoke from the old tree in the west of Western jackdaw, and the shadow of Hong Fei. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
In the spring of the third year, the vegetation in Nanyuan was new for a while.
There is no fish and no water in the river, and vigorous grass is famous.
Buddha's head is covered with dung and short, which is popular recently.
I didn't have a chance to visit Fan Gongting, and I also remembered famous aphorisms.
When the moon is high, you are alone, and the grass on earth is sad.
Give a meteor a colorful cloud, and idle weeds are diligent.
Last year, I was ashamed of my appearance, and I didn't see any new poems.
The drizzle is wet, and the grass hates every year.
The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.
Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.
The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.
Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.
There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
In February, the grass is growing and the nightingale is flying in the air.
The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.
There are few willows blowing on the branches, but there are many herbs in the sea.
Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and the grass is sad, Parrot Island.
The wind knows the grass, but adversity sees the truth.
A poem or famous saying praising the tenacious vitality of grass
Bamboo is not relaxed at all, its roots are firmly embedded in the cracks in the rocks. After thousands of tortures and blows, it is still strong, whether it is the southeast wind or the northwest wind in winter, it can bear it and will still be tough and straight. .
In the early spring, there were two songs written by Zhang Shiba, the Ministry of Water Resources (I).
Han Yu
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 most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the smoke willow of the emperor.
Ouyang Xiu's Three Poems of Youchun in Fengle Pavilion
Trees are mixed with mountains and birds are singing, the breeze is rippling, and flowers are falling and dancing. Birds are singing and dancing, so drunk that they won't wake up tomorrow, and spring is back.
Spring clouds are light and bright, and grass annoys clothes. When you arrive at the pavilion, you will meet the satrap, and the basket will be filled with flowers.
Mangroves and green hills are dying, and grass in the long suburbs is endless. No matter when spring ends, tourists will walk in front of the exhibition hall.
Chileger
Folk songs in northern dynasties
Chilechuan at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields.
The sky is gray and wild,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Heiweipai
Liu Yuxi
Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,
The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
In the old society, Wang Xieyan,
Fly into the homes of ordinary people.
6 York
[Song] Zhao Shixiu
It rains at home in Huangmei season.
Frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
I can't make an appointment for midnight,
Knock the chess pieces down and die.
1. The sky is gray,
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
(Song of Chile)
The endless grassland on the plain,
As each season comes and goes.
(Bai Juyi: "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell"
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers still exist.
Trees and grass turn green again in spring.
(Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
But how much love does an inch of grass have,
Make three spring scenery.
(Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
5. The forest is black and the wind blows.
However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night.
(Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
6. grow beans in Shannan,
There are more grass and fewer bean seedlings.
(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long.
Xi Lu stained my clothes.
(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to Yuantianju))
8. I feel sorry for you,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
(Wei Wuying: (in Xixi, Chuzhou))
9. These flowers are becoming more and more charming.
Only shallow grass can have no horseshoe.
(Bai Juyi: (Qiantang Spring Tour))
10. The rain in Tianjie is very refreshing.
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
(Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
1 1. The eaves are low and small.
Green grass by the stream.
(Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle Village Residence")
Outside the exhibition hall,
Along the ancient road,
The grass is blue
(Li Shutong: "Goodbye")
13. Lonely and pitying the grass,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
(Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
14. The rain in Tianjie is very refreshing.
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
(Han Yu's Early Spring Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department as Foreign Minister)
15. Weeds and flowers beside Suzaku Bridge,
The sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Lane. (Liu Yuxi's Wuyi Lane)
16. The forest is black and the wind blows.
However, the general tried to shoot arrows at night.
(Xia Sai Qu by Lu Lun)
Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire never completely devours them, but they grow taller in the spring breeze. Sweet they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate. Oh, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you.
Tang Hanyu in early spring
The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow.
Bai Juyi, Qiantang spring outing
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
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.
Wei Wuying in Xixi, Chuzhou
Alone, pitied by grass and streams,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,
Wild crossing, no boat crossing.
Farewell to the ancient grasslands
Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.