Poetry about branches and leaves 1. What are the poems about "leaves"?
1. Youth Travel after Double Ninth Festival
Song Dynasty: Yan Shu
After the Double Ninth Festival, the west wind gradually tightened and leaves fell in the courtyard. Zhu Lan is the dawn, and Furong is enchanting, fighting for Fang Xin.
Before and after first frost, the moon was red and pale, and it was bright and rejuvenated. Don't divide Joan calyx equally. Give it to the right person.
2. "Playing with the new court tree, because of chanting Buddha"
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
At the beginning of April, the new leaves became cloudy. Shake the beautiful scenery and build a deep courtyard.
There are people who have nothing to do, but I'm looking here. You can only play with things at that time, but you can also open your eyes.
Talk to a Taoist or listen to a poet. Spring is full of fragrance, and nightingales abound.
I live a leisurely life, so I forget the worldly thoughts. People who know the truth before they know it are not necessarily in the mountains.
3. "Two Poems by Qiu Si"
Tang Dynasty: Wang Ya
The cool breeze in Jingxuan blows light clothes, but listening to jade leaks longer at night.
On the moon, the sky turns wet and the autumn leaves fly frequently.
Gong Liantai's liquid sees blue waves, and the summer heat dissipates slightly in autumn.
At the end of the night, the breeze rises and the dew turns over the pool.
4. "Hurting Autumn with Yi Li"
Tang Dynasty: Lu Lun
At the age of 20, my head was white and Qiu Lai's leaves were yellow.
Scratching my head at the yellow leaves, I am sad with you.
5. "Send a friend on Autumn Night"
Tang Dynasty: Jia Dao
It is rare to close the river at dusk and the frost leaves are low.
Far away from the horizon, hanging outside the ground, the peak of the cold day.
Aspiring to vanish, there is no model of time.
The oral part of the library has lived for ten years.
6. Cold nights in the courtyard
Tang Dynasty: Bai Juyi
The dew is like jade, and the wind is like waves.
Sitting in sorrow and falling leaves, the atrium is full of bright moon.
2. Write 50 poems about leaves
The book of songs is full of leaves, collected in constant, and a gentleman has wine to taste.
There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate. There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine.
There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded. The Book of Songs has bitter leaves and bitter leaves, and is well versed in economy.
Put down the skirt slowly, and lift it quickly. The economic benefits are rich, and pheasants sing.
The pheasant's water is not diving, and the pheasant hears it. The geese are singing, and the sunrise has begun.
If a man wants to marry a wife, he will get married before freezing. Recruit boats, people get involved in Ang.
You must be my friend whether anyone participates in Ang or not. In early autumn, a leaf was blown in the guest house, and everything was already in autumn.
Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free.
The fallen leaves Kong Shaoan was surprised to see the fallen leaves in early autumn, falling like guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest.
And du ti red leaves Bai Juyi Hanshan October Dan, frost leaves are new for a while. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring.
Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind.
When a leaf falls, it is easy to get bored, but the depression of summer has not subsided, and the cool diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same.
Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here.
In "Drunk", Hongye Bai Juyi is in the breeze, and Qiu Shu is a long-time drinker. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
Sophora japonica leaves are cold soaked from Du Fu's tall and green Sophora japonica leaves, which are collected and sent to China kitchen. The new noodles are close to the market, and the juice is mixed with me.
If it is overcooked, there will be no trouble with adding vegetables. Everything is fresh, and fragrant rice is a bud.
Teeth are colder than snow, so people are advised to throw this pearl away. I want to take the money to Tu Su.
The road is far-sighted and afraid of mud, and the prosperity will not change. Qin's offerings are small, and the recommendation of algae is only a small area.
Wan Li Lu Han Temple, ice jade pot. It's time for the king to enjoy a cool night.
On the moonlit night, I saw the cold dew on the leaves of buttonwood, and the dew on the leaves of Xiao Shutong. The water drops are clear and full of light, bright and cold.
The wind shakes the jade, and the branches move the beads. The wind is cold and it seems to be an autumn night, and the sound is slightly midnight.
Condensed air flows everywhere, and wet things should look clean. Don't get tired of peeping, it's harder to get together.
One leaf fell in Licun, and all the other leaves fell. At this time, the scenery is bleak.
The painted building has a cold moon shadow and the west wind blows the curtain. Open the curtains and think about the past.
Li Qunyu's lotus root is jade in the mud, and its heart bears nectar. It was planted in Tang Jun and buried in Ren Chunpu.
In February, the leaves of banyan trees in Liuzhou fell all over the ground. Liu Zongyuan feels sad, and spring is like autumn. The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers.
Luo Yin, the city of red leaves, couldn't resist the desert, so it was late at night. The wild is sunny and frosty, and the mountains are cold and rainy.
Wandering Fuling Road, Beauty Changxin Palace. By the end of the year, the meaning of shaking down will be endless.
Before the leaves fall in autumn, you can see your neighbors outside the window. Who is surprised in the world, Lin alone sweeps the frequency.
Xiao Sao moonlit night, overlapping early frost morning. It was cloudy yesterday, and the sound of singing birds gave the trees a breath of spring.
The green direction of Wang Jian's fallen leaves is uneven, and the first piece of red has overlapped. The atrium has just begun to be swept, and three or two leaves surround the tree.
Wu Ronglu, the red leaves are lightly frosted, and the sunset turns bright. And the smoke falling in autumn will be a thousand miles of love with the waves.
Several birds are hiding in jathyapple, but the whole family is accompanied by the sound of flies. At that time, I didn't hate watching the breeze cut into colors.
Yuezhou looks at yellow leaves, and it is said that bald heads look at yellow leaves with complicated faces. Under the empty tree, there is no political song.
Frost leaves hang down, the dike is heavy with smoke, and the first crossing of the river is on the surface. Dew and wind and willows are sparse, and pavilions are still quiet.
Hate affection, leave love and complain. Acacia soul dream small screen.
I'm tired of pulling clothes, and I'm covered in dust, and the jade mirror is ashamed. Infinitely quiet, chasing pleasure, looking for returns, arriving first and then falling behind.
The young man's mind became empty, and the old man came to hug him. All the green leaves have passed away.
Leave a voice and adjust the tune at that time. Ask a beautiful woman, from haggard, reduce waistline, how much it looks.
3. Poems describing branches and leaves
Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall. -The Book of Songs
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Fan Chengda
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He is Zhang Zhi.
Willow leaves are green and black, and lotus flowers are sunset red, which is beautiful. -Wang Anshi
The lotus leaf skirt has been color-cut, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling
At dusk, the lotus is still worried about the heat: its face is hidden in a blue umbrella. -Yang Wanli
Rice water chestnut leaves are full of waves, and autumn colors are like sunset. Zhao Zhixin
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew.
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock.
This is ancient in China.
And the author:
Year: Yuan
Author: Xu Zaisi
Works: Water Fairy Night Rain
Content:
With the leaves and the sound of autumn,
A little banana, a little sadness,
After the third night of the dream.
Chess that lost snuff,
Sigh that Xinfeng solitary hall is left alone.
Sleeping on a pillow for ten years,
Two old people in Jiangnan are worried,
All in my heart.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Works: Chu Xiao's Quiet Words to Lin Zifang.
Content:
After all, in mid-June,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
Lotus leaves are infinitely green,
Lotus is bright red.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Wu Wenying
Works: high balcony
Content:
Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, no one wild water shortage bay.
West stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle connected.
Nanta doesn't hate playing the flute, and hates the breeze and mountains.
Half down, dusk in the court, cold moon. Peach blossoms are in full bloom, and green leaves are lush and never fall. -The Book of Songs
Lotus leaves will not turn green the next day, and lotus flowers are particularly bright red in the sun. -Fan Chengda
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. -He is Zhang Zhi.
Willow leaves are green and black, and lotus flowers are sunset red, which is beautiful. -Wang Anshi
The lotus leaf skirt has been color-cut, and hibiscus flowers bloom to both sides of the face. -Wang Changling
At dusk, the lotus is still worried about the heat: its face is hidden in a blue umbrella. -Yang Wanli
Rice water chestnut leaves are full of waves, and autumn colors are like sunset. Zhao Zhixin
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests.
Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed.
Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
On Xiao Shutong's leaves, the moon is full of dew.
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock.
This is ancient in China.
And the author:
Year: Yuan
Author: Xu Zaisi
Works: Water Fairy Night Rain
Content:
With the leaves and the sound of autumn,
A little banana, a little sadness,
After the third night of the dream.
Chess that lost snuff,
Sigh that Xinfeng solitary hall is left alone.
Sleeping on a pillow for ten years,
Two old people in Jiangnan are worried,
All in my heart.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Yang Wanli
Works: Chu Xiao's Quiet Words to Lin Zifang.
Content:
After all, in mid-June,
The scenery is different from the four seasons.
Lotus leaves are infinitely green,
Lotus is bright red.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Wu Wenying
Works: high balcony
Content:
Palace powder carving marks, fairy clouds falling shadows, no one wild water shortage bay.
West stone buried incense, Jinsha clavicle connected.
Nanta doesn't hate playing the flute, and hates the breeze and mountains.
It's dusk in the courtyard and dry and cold on the moon.
Shouyang is empty and sad. Who can adjust chalcedony to cover up the fragrant scar?
The drizzle turns red, and the lonely mountain is infinitely cold in spring.
It is difficult for the soul to find a way out, but it is difficult to find a way out in the dream.
The saddest person, the enigmatic songbird, has clear and round leaves.
Time: Southern Song Dynasty
Author: Jiang Kui
Works: Living on the lake, chanting.
Content:
The walls of the garden are winding,
People can't look at Eden in peace.
Lotus leaves are like clouds,
The ship staggered into Xiling.
4.
Far away, I smelled a fragrant aroma and a refreshing wind blew. Look, the swaying osmanthus trees are swaying in the wind. Huh? What is that? Like a golden butterfly, like a silver ribbon, it lingers, floats, falls and floats to the ground. Although there are not so many osmanthus flowers in Qi Jun's hometown, I really feel like Qi Jun said that it has become a "western paradise paved with golden sands", which is a description of osmanthus trees. In autumn, the leaves of ginkgo trees turn yellow, and a gust of wind blows, shaking a golden leaf. Look up, as if nature had lifted it. Drawing the most beautiful picture for the blue sky is not only shocking the autumn, which is "sad and lonely since ancient times". The autumn wind blew tighter, and pieces of golden leaves fell one after another. I walked gently past the golden butterfly and stepped on the golden leaves. Suddenly I can't tell which is the tree and which is me. In the dim light, many scholars who pay attention to learning knowledge and eventually become knowledgeable come to me, many celebrities who have made great achievements but are not proud of themselves come to me, and many heroes from poor backgrounds come to me ... This is the maple leaf covered with ginkgo trees, filled with all kinds of red, rose red, azalea red, camellia red, especially a sunset red. I stopped, leaned down gently and picked up a bright red one. Ah, how many days and nights they have to wait and how many ups and downs they have to endure! I realized that it was writing the most magnificent songs with its last life. This is maple's. Just write it.
5. Ye Shi
Branches cover each other and leaves communicate with each other. -Han Yuefu's Peacock Flying Southeast
Flowers are self-relative, and leaves are self-equivalent. -Han Songzihou's Dong Jiaorao
Born in my pool, the leaves are divided. -Wei Jin and Cao Cao's Shang Tang.
At the end of this tragic season, the orchid leaves withered again. -Wei and Gan's Thinking in the Room
Dense leaves are sparse day and night, and the forest is like a bundle. -Wei and Xie's Miscellaneous Poems
The lotus leaf is still in the field, and the water can't pass. -Song on the River by Xie Tiao in the Northern and Southern Dynasties
There are many Shan Yu in Qiu Lai, and no one sweeps the fallen leaves. -Don Pei Di's "Wangchuan Collection"
The leaves are covered with moss, and the city is full of pestles. There's a lot of hatred in it. -Tang Lu's "Book of Autumn Evening in Your House" has cold leaves first, but it can't be ignored. -Tang Li Bai's Winter Returning to Laoshan
Bai Bo is full of herons, and the yellow leaf forest gives off cicadas. -Tang Zhenggu's River
The leaves are thin and floating, and the flowers are sparse and light. -Don Du Fu's "Lilac"
The yellow leaves of the old garden grow moss, and the head of the city is sad after the dream. -Don Gu Kuang's "Listening to the Horn and Going Home"
The new leaf bird came down and the withered butterfly flew away. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Stepping on Dongpo"
Lin Xiang will do his best, but what Yedi said to Lai Su is not important. -Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Garden Trees in Cold Rain"
The leaves are thick and the eyebrows are green, and the oriole is partial to love. -Don Yao He is a poet.
Maple leaves rustling, Ye Qingqing in Guangxi and Wan Li out of reach. -Stone "Songs of Bamboo Branches"
The leaves are fragrant, and the night is silent and cold. -Song Fan Zhongyan's "Yu Jie Xing"
It was raining on the plane leaves in the middle of the night, and the leaves were leaving. -Song Zhou Zizhi's "Partridge Day"
The rain invaded the grass and the new moss was green. In autumn, several leaves in the cross forest turned red. -Song Luyou's Autumn Rain
Leaves of The Book of Songs
Zan Ye, the harvest is constant, and the gentleman has wine, so taste it as appropriate. There is a rabbit head, a gun to burn, and a gentleman has wine, which can be offered as appropriate. There is a rabbit head, which is burnt, and a gentleman has wine. There is a rabbit head, a coke gun, and a gentleman has wine, and his words will be rewarded. The Book of Songs has bitter leaves.
Gourd with bitter gourd leaves, to the deep water ferry river. Put down the skirt slowly, and lift it quickly. The economic benefits are rich, and pheasants sing. The pheasant's water is not diving, and the pheasant hears it. The geese are singing, and the sunrise has begun. If a man wants to marry a wife, he will get married before freezing. Recruit boats, people get involved in Ang. You must be my friend whether anyone participates in Ang or not. Chuqiu rest house Dumu
The wind blows a leaf, and everything is in shock. Crying alone in a foreign land, worrying about guests every year. Don't leave where? When will it stop? It is better to flow and be free. Luoyekong Shaoan
Leaves fall in early autumn, such as guests. If you don't want to go down, cherish the old forest. Like Du's topic, Hongye Bai Juyi.
In October, the frost leaves are new. It seems that the fire can't burn out, and flowers don't wait for spring. Even rows of crimson accounts, throwing red scarves around. There are only two people before the wind. A leaf fell on Bai Juyi.
The summer heat has not subsided, and the cool and soaring diving has begun. Cold and warm and ups and downs are the same. Under the rustling Lin Qiu, a leaf was suddenly appointed. Don't say anything, shake it down, shake it down from here. Bai Juyi who was drunk on Hongye.
Qiu Shu, who lives in the breeze, has been drinking for many years. Drunk as frost leaves, although red is not spring.
6. Extract 200 words from sentences about leaves.
I walked along the elegant path, and the birds in the forest were scared by my footsteps and flew to the blue sky ... It was convenient for me to stop working. At first glance, I have come to the red world-Hongfenglin. Looking at the red maple all over the mountains, it looks like a red ocean from a distance, and the red is dazzling. I couldn't help walking over and picking up a maple leaf. Wow, it's beautiful! Like a slap, bright red, bright red; Like a fan, flat; Like a blooming flower, it will never fade! Before I left, I picked up a green maple, which I will cherish forever. It is a symbol of youth, beauty and passion! Looking back, this red maple is like a tenacious fire, no matter how many storms it has experienced, it will not go out! The few leaves left on the treetops are reluctant to leave the branches because of the autumn wind, and they fall aimlessly like homeless vagrants. Pieces of golden leaves lie quietly on the ground, and sometimes a gust of wind floats by, dancing and drifting away. Their veins are clear and orderly, just like a whole beautiful pattern.