Liu Yuxi in Tang Dynasty
Give a toast to eating soup cakes with Kirin.
Vernacular translation: The family that just gave birth to a boy held a banquet, raised chopsticks and ate noodles together to celebrate.
2. "Hunger for food and delicious noodles"
Land Tourism in Song Dynasty
Su Tuo's confession in heaven is not easy to know.
I don't know what's the difference between the scallion noodles I made and the nectar offered in the sky.
3. "Chao Zhongcuo, Mr. Chen is old and difficult to cure."
Zhu Dunru in Song Dynasty
Fat onions are thin, sesame oil is slow, and soup cakes are like silk.
Vernacular translation: Chop green onions and cook them with sesame oil. Noodles are like silk.
4. Crossing the Mountain Village
Huang tingjian in song dynasty
A cup of soup cake has a messy silver thread, and Artemisia has several tendons and a horizontal hairpin.
Noodles are scattered in the bowl like silver thread, and several pieces of Artemisia selengensis are placed horizontally on the noodles like Hosta.
5. "Jiangdong Zhi Zhu Ci"
Shen Lu in Ming Dynasty
Red incense thinly peels Yingge's mouth, and tender fresh soup and jade noodles.
Translation of vernacular Chinese: Carefully peel off the red and fragrant water bamboo, just like Brother Ying's mouth. Tender and white, skillfully making fresh soup and mixed noodles with fragrant jade.
2. What 1 poems describe "noodles"? They are very beautiful when they are hungry.
Author: Lu You
Have a glass of oyster sauce and grease the onion in your hand.
Su Tuo's confession in heaven is not easy to know.
A bowl of ginger and garlic noodles is made into noodle soup by hand, which is different from the shortbread provided in heaven.
2. The fourth of four Zhi Zhu Ci poems in Jiangdong.
Ming Dynasty: Shen Lu
The bright moon hangs high over the Yangdushu Bridge, and the cooked wine in the west of the bridge is a good night. Red incense thinly peels Yingge's mouth, and tender fresh soup and jade noodles.
The moon shines on the weeping willow Dushu Bridge, and the west of the bridge cooks wine late. Carefully peel off the red fragrant water bamboo, just like Brother Ying said. Tender and white, skillfully making fresh soup and mixed noodles with fragrant jade.
Step 3 walk through the hut
Song Dynasty: Huang Tingjian
The south wind lifts up day by day, and sometimes I like the north wind to carry me.
A cup of soup cake with messy silver thread and countless Artemisia.
The south wind blows the indulgence rod every day, just like the north wind blows, I want to travel far. Noodles are scattered in the bowl like silver thread, and several pieces of Artemisia selengensis are placed horizontally on the noodles like Hosta.
4. Daoxiao Noodles
Shanxi proverb
A leaf fell into the pot, a leaf floated, a leaf left the water, and a knife came out.
Whitebait falls into the water and turns into white waves, and willow leaves ride under the treetops with the wind.
The noodles cut by the knife are put into the pot one by one, and the noodles are cut off one by one. In the pot, white waves are turned up like whitebait falling into the water, and willow leaves ride on the treetops under the wind.
It's beautiful to eat noodles when you are hungry.
Song luyou
One cup of limulus makes my stomach swell.
Sitting under a thatched roof for a day, the camellia is not ripe.
A bowl of noodles makes my stomach swell. Sitting under the thatched eaves, the camellia is not ripe yet.
3. The poem about this line is difficult and difficult to walk, and many roads lead to safety. One day, I will ride the wind and waves, raise the Yun Fan and cross the sea.
Travelers sing on the road and musicians sing in the trees.
Li Bai was just about to leave when he heard a farewell song from the shore. Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
The mother used the needle and thread in her hand to make clothes for her long-distance son. Before leaving, I had a stitch for fear that my son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged. Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring?
Come back to the alley. Who's talking? There are few pedestrians in the ancient road, and the autumn wind moves the millet.
Mourning day, drizzle like tears; Pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
It's a good day to make up the new Red Mansion and have a deep garden. Go to the court and look up at the new flowers. Dragonflies fly to the head of Hosta.
Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. Until the river bank widens at low tide, and no wind blows my lonely sail. ... night gives way to the ocean of the sun, and the old year melts in freshness. I can finally send my messenger, the wild goose, back to Luoyang.
4. Spring/summer/autumn/winter/mountain/water/day/month/wind/flower/rain/snow/grass/willow/tree/bird/river/cloud/farewell/affection/homesick poem Chun 1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. But how much affection does an inch of grass have? (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 3. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia) 4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.
(Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 7. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
(Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai Miscellaneous History) 9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He: Singing Willow) 10. Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall.
(Ye Shaoweng: It's not worth going to the park) In the poem, summer is 1. I don't know how hot it is, but I'm sorry that summer is long. (Bai Juyi: "Looking at Wheat Cutting") 2. Living in the city, it is still clear in spring and summer.
(Li Shangyin: (Yat Sen Qing)) 3. The first summer was peaceful, and the grass didn't rest. (Xie Lingyun: (Swim the Redstone into the Sailing Sea) 4. The bitter nights in midsummer are short, and the entrance is cool.
(Du Fu: "Summer Night Sigh") 5. Farmer Fang Xia Yun, sit down before I dare to eat. ("Dai Fugu: Hot") 6. Everyone is bitter and hot. I love long summer days.
(Li Ang: Xia Lian) 7. Residual clouds harvest summer heat, and new rain brings autumn haze. (Cen Can: "Water Pavilion Send Wang Huaying Shaofu Back to County") 8. Even if it rains, I don't know if spring will go. It will clear up before summer is deep.
(Fan Chengda: Happy Sunny Days) 9. Qingjiang river surrounds the village, and everything in changxiajiang village is quiet. (Du Fu: Jiangcun) 10. Why do you hate Fang Fei's departure? Xia Muyang is cute.
(Qin Guan: "Dark Sun in March") Poetry Mid-Autumn Festival 1. The operation of the sun and the moon seems to be from the vast ocean. (Cao Cao: Looking at the Sea) 2. If you drop three autumn leaves, you can blossom in February.
(Li Qiao: Wind) 3. If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 4. I am always afraid that the autumn festival will come and the leaves of yellow flowers will wither.
("Han Yuefu? Long song ") 5. Outside the window is the autumn snow in Xiling, and the Wu Dong Wan Li boat is moored at the door. (Du Fu: "Jueju") 6. The lake and the moon set each other off, and the windless mirror on the pool surface was not polished.
(Liu Yuxi: "Looking at Dongting") 7. Autumn has been sad and lonely since ancient times. I say autumn is better than spring. (Liu Yuxi: "Autumn Ci") 8. Qiu Guang drew a cold screen with a silver candle and waved a small fan to drive away fireflies.
(Du Mu: Autumn Night) 9. When is the spring flower and autumn moon, how much is known about the past. (Li Yu: Yu Meiren) 10. I want to say that I'm still resting, but I know it's cold and autumn is here.
(Xin Qiji: "Ugly Slave? In Shu Dao) Shidong 1. For example, this winter, it was held in the west of the city. (Du Fu: Military Vehicle Shop)' 2. Autumn moon on the ground, Han Xiuge in Dongling.
(Tao Yuanming: Four Seasons) 3. The south neighbor is even more unforgettable, and the winter cloth has not been redeemed. (Lu You: "October 28th is a storm") 4. Tonight is winter, and tomorrow is old.
(Dong Sigong: "Shousui") 5. Ming Sheng has an autumn wind, buying wine and flying snow in winter. (Wang Wei: Four Qi Poems) 6. When winter comes, all the flowers will disappear.
(Chen Yi: Mei) 7. I don't know that the recent splash started first, but it is suspected that it has not been sold after the winter snow. (Zhang Wei: "Early Plum") 8. It is foolish but precious for children to learn to be neighbors in winter.
(Lu You: Autumn in the Suburb) 9. Every winter solstice in Handan, I always have a knee lamp. (Bai Juyi: Homesickness from Winter to Day and Night) 10. The weather and personnel are urging each other, the winter solstice is sunny, and spring is coming again.
(Du Fu: Xiao Zhi) Poem Zhongshan 1. Hundreds of mountains have no birds, and thousands of paths have no footprints. (Liu Zongyuan: Jiang Xue) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the sea drains the golden river.
(Wang Zhihuan: At the Heron Villa) 3. Once you climb to the top of the mountain, you will see that all the other mountains look short under the sky ... (Du Fu: Wang Yue) 4. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
(Du Fu: Dream of Spring) 5. There seems to be no one on the empty mountain, but I think I heard a voice. (Wang Wei: Chai Lu) 6. The bright moon rises from the mountains in the sky, in the infinite haze of the sea of clouds.
(Li Bai: Guan Shanyue). Never tire of seeing it, only Jingting Mountain. (Li Bai: Sitting alone in Jingting Mountain) 8. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean seedlings.
(Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden) 9. Castle peak can't cover up, after all, it flows east. (Xin Qiji: "Bodhisattva Xia? Book Jiangxi wound wall) 10. I don't know the true face of Lushan Mountain, but I am only on this mountain.
The water in the poem is 1. The so-called Iraqis are on the water side. (The Book of Songs? Jian Peijun) 2. What are water and mountains and islands?
(Cao Cao: Looking at the sea) 3. White hair floating green water, red palm clear waves. (Luo: Singing Goose) 4. Tianmen cut off the Chu River and Higashi Shimizu River.
(Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) 5. There is no way to recover from heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village") 6. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, but not as good as Wang Lun.
(Li Bai: To Wang Lun) 7. Jiang Shuiping, Yangliuqing, I hear the song on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci) 8. At sunrise, the river is red and the fire is stronger. The river is green like the blue of spring.
(Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 9. Spring eyes are silent and pity the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves sunny and soft. (Yang Wanli: Xiaochi) 10. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(Su Shi: "Hui Chong {Night Scene by the River")) Poem Sino-Japanese 1. Sunrise in the southeast corner, shine on me in Qin Lou. ("Han Yuefu? Shang Mo sings) 2. The mountains cover the day, and the Yellow River flows people.
(Wang Zhihuan: In the Lodge of Herons) 3. When the sun sets, it is beautiful, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. (Du Fu: "Jueju") 4. The sunset is far away, the weather is cold and the house is poor.
(Liu Changqing: Lord of the Lotus Mountain in the Snow) 5. The desert is lonely and straight, and the long river sets the yen. (Wang Wei: Go to the Fortress) 6. On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops.
(Chang Jian: Meditation after the Broken Mountain Temple) 7. At sunrise, the river is redder than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi: Recalling Jiangnan) 8. Thousands of families always trade new peaches for old ones.
(Wang Anshi: January Day) 9. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli: (See Jingci Temple seeing Lin Zifang off) 10. The green hills on both sides of the strait are opposite, and the sails come alone.
(Li Bai: Looking at Tianmen Mountain) Moon in Poetry 1. The foot of my bed is shining with such bright light. Is it frosty already? . I looked up at the moon and looked down, feeling nostalgic.
(Li Bai: Silent Night Thinking) 2. How vast the world is, how close the trees are to heaven, and how close the moon is to the water! . Meng Haoran: Sleeping on Jiande River) 3. Moonlight in the pine forest, crystal stone in the stream.
(Wang Wei: Autumn in a Mountain Residence) 4. In the dim moonlight, wild geese are soaring, and the leader of the Tatars is fleeing in the dark. (Lu Lun: "The Next Song") 5. Until, holding up my cup, I asked the bright moon to bring me my shadow and let the three of us.
(Li Bai: Drinking the Bright Moon Alone) 6. When I was young, I didn't know the moon, so I called it Bai Panyu. (Li.
There are at least ten ancient poems describing the scenery: thousands of miles of warblers sing green and red, and the water town is full of wine flags.
Castle peak is vaguely green water thousands of miles away, and the vegetation in the south of the Yangtze River has not withered in autumn. The bright moon is like frost, the wind is like water, and the scenery is infinite.
Jumping fish in a curved harbor, the lotus leaves the dew, and the loneliness is unknown. Rocks are flying in the air, crashing on the shore and rolling up thousands of accumulated snow.
What a magnificent scenery Mount Tai is! Out of Qilu, green peaks can still be seen. The magical nature brings together thousands of beautiful mountains in the south and the separation between morning and dusk in the north.
Caiyun lave? My mind is free and easy, birds fly back and forth before my nervous eyes ... trying to climb to the top of the mountain: it dwarfs all the peaks under our feet.
The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. The endless plains are dotted with drooping stars. The moon runs with the river.
Sunset is like blood, Cangshan is like the sea. Sunset and lonely Qi Fei, autumn waters and sky are the same color.
The moon, at this time is at sea, over the end of the world. Mountain dancing silver snake, original wax elephant.
The heavy rain fell on the swallows, and the white waves were sky-high. On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
The bright moon rises from Tiantai Mountain, which is a vast sea of clouds. The mighty wind blew Wan Li and crossed 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. The sun sets slowly near the western hills, and the Yellow River flows into the East China Sea.
The vast desert is lonely, and the Yellow River sets the yen. The north wind swept across the earth and messed up Pennisetum, and the weather in August will be covered with heavy snow.
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in bloom. In the distance, there are cold mountains, oblique stone paths and people in the depths of white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. Half an acre of square pond opened, and the sky was overcast.
On a pure morning, near the ancient temple, the early sunshine points to the treetops. A winding path leads to a hidden place, and the Buddhist temple is surrounded by branches and flowers.
Here, birds live in the mountain light, and people's hearts feel quiet in the pond. A thousand voices were quiet and only the bells were heard.
Wu Shu East is big, I can see the world floating endlessly. Green Woods surround the village and green hills are located outside the city.
Modern: The mountains exposed from the clouds float in clusters like islands. The surrounding mountains are like a colorful cloth.
The mountains and waves are stacked on top of each other. The mountains are dark and boundless, and the knives and axes are indomitable.
The undulating loess hills are really like the waves of a big flood. Longshan is like a big grave, standing in the night.
The mountains on both sides of the Xiajiang River go straight up and down, which makes people dizzy. The deep valley is strangely quiet and cold.
The ravine is full of snow, as high as the back of the mountain, and it has become a flat snow paved square. At the beginning of the morning, the mountains are like shy girls, looming and the sun is setting.
Standing here, it's strange that the mountain has changed. Their shapes are very different from those seen from the plains or mid-levels. They become very layered, messy, majestic and strange. Look up, the mountain is the sky, and the sky is also the mountain. It seems that your nose can touch the mountain at any time.
I saw a misty giant peak protruding in the distance, surrounded by dozens of small stone peaks. A closer look shows that the giant peak is like the Monkey King holding a golden hoop, and those small peaks are like monkeys scratching their ears and cheeks.
Look, the Monkey King is taking his children to kill the worse. Under the pale sky, the mountains are as black as iron and solemn.
The red sun rises and the peaks are deep blue. Then, the mist appeared, and the milky white yarn separated the heavy mountains, leaving only the blue peaks, which really looked like a refreshing landscape painting.
After a while, the fog cleared again, and the bare rock wall and steep rock wall were dyed deep red by the sun's light and gradually turned into bronze, which was particularly magnificent against the background of green trees and fields. There are no villages and rice fields in the overlapping mountains. These mountains are like some drunken old people who have been sleeping for tens of millions of years. No one dares to go deep into their hearts, even adventurous hunters just go to their feet to chase goats, wild boar and birds running down the mountain, and never climb to its peak.
Nothing is more charming than the green hills bathed in the spring rain. The whole hillside is lush. Endless mist is like flowing silk, wrapped around the waist. Sunlight turns raindrops on every leaf into colorful pearls. On the knife-shaped hill, there are wisps of milky white fog, and a slender line is faintly visible in the fog.
This stone wall is like a skyscraper on its back, so high that it will collapse and be aggressive. On the top of the mountain, the dense forest seems to be a huge black felt hat buckled on the cliff, and clusters of unknown wild flowers leap from the stone wall.
The sky is full of red clouds and golden waves. The red sun is like a melting pot of boiling molten steel, and generate shines with dazzling golden light. In the morning, the sun is like a new wife who just went out, showing half her face shyly.
The sun went down, and its exceptionally bright light came out from the treetops, dyeing white clouds and green hills red. The sun slowly penetrated the clouds, revealing a face that had already swelled red, like a shy little girl looking at the earth.
Brilliant sunshine permeates through the gaps between leaves, through the fog in the morning, and continuously spreads all over the campus. The sun is lower and red as blood. On the surface of the water, a striking broad light wave extends from the edge of the ocean to the side of the ship.
The sky was dyed blood red by the sunset, pink clouds were reflected on the flowing water, the whole river turned purple, and the horizon seemed to light a fire. In spring, the sunshine is warm, and a warm hand is extended, which makes people feel comfortable all over.
The spring breeze blew away the dark clouds, and the sun smiled happily, spreading warmth and brilliance all over the lake. The scorching sun hung high in the sky, red light hit the ground like a rocket, and the ground caught fire, reflecting the flame when the oil boiled.
I dare not look up at the sun, but I feel dazzling everywhere. The air, the roof and the ground are all white and bright, with a little red in white. From top to bottom, it looks like a huge fire mirror, each of which is the focus of the fire mirror, as if everything were going to burn. It's late autumn, and the sun is lazily hanging in the sky, like an old man with a smiling face taking a nap.
The sunshine in late autumn is like the orange lampshade on the quilt, which gives off soft light and shines on the body and face, which is warm. As soon as the sun comes to autumn, it scatters all the light to the world.
Look, the fields are golden, the fields are golden, and the mountains are golden. The sun in winter is as pale as the moon.
The sun was entangled in thin clouds and gave off a faint dazzling white light. The sun works hard all year round, and when it is busy in winter, it is already exhausted and can hardly release heat.
Warm sunshine, through the dense leaves, fell and became golden dots. The towering mountains in the distance, covered with golden coats in the sun, are particularly beautiful.
Sunlight was filtered by layers of leaves and leaked to him, turning into a faint, round and gently swaying halo.
6. Poems about Spring Flowers In late spring, bloom was in full bloom.
The orioles showed off their songs heartily, and a beautiful country girl picked Artemisia leisurely. Delay: slow.
Huimu: vegetation. Lush: The appearance of lush grass.
Cang Geng: warbler. Hehe: Birds sing in unison.
Midges: Artemisia ordosica. Hey: A lot.
When the Book of Songs was released, it was already mid-spring, and the harmony between Yang and Fang began: the warmth in Qin Shihuang's Historical Records of Spring, the glory of spring buds and everything, long songs, the spring wind in Yuefu, three dances of Jin Baiqi, the same color of grass and water in February and March of spring, the ancient poems of Jin Yuefu, and a green show in the Spring Festival Evening. Tun: Stay and gather.
In Peng Li Hukou written by Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, spring grass grows in the pond, and willow in the garden becomes songbirds: songbirds change species. Winter has gone and spring has come, and birds have changed.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool and Going Upstairs" made Chunzhou full of birds and birds, and made Chunzhou miscellaneous: the spring is full on the sandbar. Mixed English; All kinds of flowers.
Fangdian: rural areas. Xie Tiao, Liang of the Southern Dynasties, sent a message in "Going to Wangjing Town in the Evening", saying that it will be sunny in Los Angeles next year and return to Los Angeles: Luoyang City.
Windy days: spring scenery. Tao: Say.
The spring of Don Du Shen Yan was born in Beijing, white clouds and red clouds dawned from the sea, and spring was born on plum blossoms and wicker. I watched an oriole fly away in the warm wind, Haishu, and a piece of green water grass reflected by the sun: sunrise at sea.
Li Heliu in the wild in spring: Liu Mei crosses Jiang Lai, and spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River. Shu Qi: The warm breath of spring.
Turn green apple wave: turn green apple grass in water. The four sentences mean: rosy clouds rise to the sea with the rising sun, plum blossoms and green willows take the other side of the spring river, yellow birds sing in warm spring, and sunshine makes apples green.
I don't know who cut out the details of Tang Du Shen Yan's "Looking at Lu Cheng's Early Spring Tour in Jinling". The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Tang and Zhang Zhi's "Singing Willow": "Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of blue silk hang down. I don't know who to cut it for. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. "
In February, the lake is clear, and every household sings birds in spring. In the spring, before Tang Haoran met Wen Daochun, he went to visit Tang Li Bai's "Sending a King to Hanyang in Early Spring", and Liu returned to Tang Li Bai's "Eight Poems of Palace Travel", and the east wind returned with spring and sent flowers to my branch. In the spring of Tang Dynasty, Li Bai sent Qi 'ang to Bazhong, Xianyang, Gong Liu Jinzhi in February and March, Li Bai's ancient style of Tang Dynasty, spring grass, green Tang Dynasty, and Li Bai's Golden Gate answered Su Xiucai. Petals floating in the wind were still in the mountains, fragrant with flowing water, and birds in Xu Shen, Liu Tang, accompanied by snow in spring, so leisurely. Liu Tang Xu Shen's Snow is a Mountain, On a Road Reaching White Clouds and By a Spring Reaching the Bluest River mean that the road is blocked by white clouds and spring is green. Liu Tang Xu Shen's "Queti" leaves no flowers, birds singing all the way to the spring mountain. Tang Lihua's Improvisation of Spring is late, but Feifei is light.
The days are long, and the males stay away from spring. The first two sentences describe red and catkins. The last two sentences say that the days are getting longer and longer. Spring is fading, the birds in widex are coughing, no one comes and goes, only Chai Men is unique. In the Tang Dynasty, the branches of Du Fu's Spring Festival travel rush easily fell down one after another. Bud talks about the seven quatrains in Du Fu's "Seeking Flowers and Catching Rivers" in Tang Dynasty. Swift wet forest, wind and green water, long swallow: rouge.
Water shepherd's purse, an aquatic herb. In Tang Du Fu's Qujiang Dui Yu, the snow color in the mausoleum belongs to day lily, and there is willow day lily in spring: a kind of grass that the ancients thought could make people forget their worries.
This sentence is about the day lily sprouting and invading the snow color of the mausoleum. Leak: Leak.
Du Fu's "La Ri" in the Tang Dynasty is the spring in Jianghan. Last night, the frost was slightly cold except for Tang Du's farewell to his sister Guan Ying. It thundered in Jiangpu last night, and it was slightly cold in spring. New fire and new smoke from the morning, the lake is spring. Passenger ship facing: Good morning.
Du Fu's "Two Poems of Tomb-Sweeping Day" in Tang Dynasty is like a spring breeze, which blows off several flowers overnight. In the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu's "Nine Poems in Queue", the east wind is the messenger of Yang and harmony, and every grass and tree reports Yang and harmony: spring blossoms. Tang Qianqi's "Spring Suburb" Yan Chunwan did not return, a misty rain and apricot blossom cold: level.
Jing Qing, a poet of the Tang Dynasty Dai Shulun Su Xi Pavilion, is only half yellow and half jagged in the Spring Festival; Majority. Uneven: uneven.
In Juyuan Yang's Early Spring in the East of the City in the Tang Dynasty, the Yangtze River is green with lotus leaves as big as money. Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten branches and five flowers everywhere. This is a description of the scenery during the Qingming Festival. Tang's "two cold" failed to flourish in the new year, but in early February, he was surprised to see grass buds.
Snow is too late for spring, and writing snow for flying flowers through trees can't wait for spring to come. It has already worn trees to decorate the scene of early spring. In Chun Xue by Tang Hanyu, the sky is raining and the air is crisp in autumn, but the grass is nearby.
The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the willow. The grass looks far away; Spring grass began to grow, showing a little bud. It looks like new green at a distance, but it seems invisible at a close look.
Absolute victory; Far better than. Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" soon after the grass tree came back to know the spring, there were all kinds of red and purple disputes: flowers and plants were beautiful.
Tang Hanyu's Late Spring When did Dongfeng come from Luoyang, and Liu Chunquan returned to Tang Hanyu's Five Songs of Feeling Spring. The wind is crimson and the green leaves are covered with branches. Tang Du Mu's Poem of Mourning for the Past said: "It is natural to look for the Spring Festival Evening School, and there is no need to be disappointed. The wind is strong and the green leaves are full of branches. "
Thousands of apricot trees on the riverside have opened a new night wind. The garden is full of shadows, shining in the green waves all night: spring breeze all night.
Tang Wangya's "Song of a Spring Tour" is misty and rainy from the east wind, and the wheels outside the Lotus Pond faintly thunder: the wind. Tang Li Shangyin's four untitled poems, the cold goes with the night, and the spring returns to the fifth watch. When the east wind comes, Tang Qiu has climbed the mountain in the Green Lake, the title of Lushe, the father of farmers, but the spring breeze becomes wicker. Tang Han's Dark Days presented the judges: "When you get old, you will feel that the spring breeze has become wicker."
There are more flowers in the apricot garden than congratulations in the spring breeze. Chun Xue is full of air, as touching as bloom. I don't know the trees in the garden. If one is a real plum tree, which one is it? Chun Xue in the Eastern Autumn of Tang Dynasty Marta Chunni is a half flower. Tang Dou Gong's "Xiangyang Cold Food to Yuwenji" begins with smoke and water, and the east wind blows thousands of willows.
There is an east wind in front of the courtyard of Tang Dou Gong's "Xiangyang Cold Food for Yuwenji", and all the willows are in the west. Liu Tang Fang Ping's "Complaining about Spring" is partial to knowing that it is warm in spring and the sound of insects is bright green. Liu Tang Fang Ping's jathyapple had a wonderful evening.