1. Poems about the scenery being there but people not being there
Poems about the scenery being there but people not being there 1. Are there any poems that describe the scenery being there but people not being there? It should be beautiful
"Appreciate the Spring Scenery"
The sunny day in March is a little cool
When the swallows fly, the wind spins and cannot give them direction
The paper kite soars , hiding the desire to bathe in the blue sky before disconnection
The green water is rippling, wanting to restore the natural appearance of the past
The grass is green and green, but the green is too far-fetched
The early spring is as irresistible as a girl, opening up the spring scenery in the south of the Yangtze River
The dancing willows, what a chic leader
Who can beat the fragrance of the white magnolia< /p>
Lonely, the little stone only wants to listen to the sound of running water under the broken bridge
The vision sets sail, the oriole bravely stands on the branch and sings softly whether it wants to or not
Zigui cries blood The sadness shocked the whole audience
There was a lot of discussion, friends cherish your time, please don’t do this
Boating on the lake, the fishermen sat back and waited for the fish to be fooled
In the painting Scenery, sketchers try to collect the beautiful scenery of the south of the Yangtze River
If you walk in a hurry, if you miss the time, you will appreciate it in pictures later
There are two people, the corridor on the dam is lonely and long< /p>
In the spring season, the throbbing heart at the beginning has already faded away from the madness
You are fine, and under the beautiful scenery, I think about the beautiful lady who admired me again and again
2. People When people are not here, but the scenery is still there, how should we express it in poetry?
1. When people are not there, but the scenery is still there, we can use the poem "Inscribed on Capital City Nanzhuang" to express it as:
Last year, today, in this gate, The peach blossoms on the human face complement each other in red.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
2. The author of this poem is Cui Hu, a poet of the Tang Dynasty (772-846), named Yin Gong, who was born in Boling (now Dingzhou City, Hebei Province) in the Tang Dynasty. His life story is unknown and he was a poet of the Tang Dynasty. In 796 AD (the twelfth year of Zhenyuan), he was promoted to Jinshi (Jinshi). In 829 AD (the third year of Yamato), he was appointed as Jing Zhaoyin. In the same year, he was appointed as Yushi Dafu and Guangnan Jiedu Envoy. His poetry style is concise and graceful, and his language is extremely fresh. There are six poems in the "Complete Poems of the Tang Dynasty", all of which are excellent works, especially "Inscribed on Nanzhuang, Capital City", which is the most widely circulated and is widely praised by the public. This poem uses a seemingly simple life experience such as "people's faces are peach blossoms, things are different", and tells the unique life experience that millions of people seem to have had before, earning the poet an immortal poetic name.
3. Translation
On this day last year, at the door of a house in Nanzhuang, Chang'an, I saw that beautiful face and the blooming peach blossoms contrasting with each other, making it look particularly crimson.
Today, a year later, I revisit my old place. I don’t know where my shy face has gone. Only the peach blossom trees are still the same, smiling and blooming in the warm spring breeze!
3. Related poems about the scenery of the year still there, but the people are gone
"Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City" by Cui Hu of the Tang Dynasty. In this door last year, the peach blossoms on the faces reflected the red.
I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. ==================== The White-headed Old Man of Dai Bei / Baitou Yin / Thoughtful Liu Xiyi The peach and plum blossoms in the east of Luoyang City in the Tang Dynasty flew around and landed in whose home? The daughter of Luoyang cherishes the color and sighs when she sees the falling flowers.
The colors of the flowers will change this year, but who will be there next year when they bloom again? I have seen the pines and cypresses destroyed for wages, and I have even heard that the mulberry fields have turned into the sea. The ancients never restored the east of Luocheng, but today people still admire the wind of falling flowers.
The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year. If you send a message to a beauty who is in full bloom, you should pity the half-dead white-headed man.
This old man is really pitiful because he has a white head. I used to be a beautiful young man. Prince Wang Sunfang is singing and dancing under the tree in front of the fallen flowers.
The Guanglu Pond is decorated with beautiful paintings, and the general’s pavilion is decorated with paintings of immortals. Once I am sick and have no acquaintance, who will I have to spend my spring time with? How long can I turn my eyebrows? For a moment, the crane's hair was as messy as silk.
But looking at the ancient singing and dancing place, only the birds are sad at dusk. ====================== "Wuling Spring" Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao, the wind lives in the dust and the fragrant flowers have all gone, and he is tired of combing his hair day and night.
Things are different and people are not the same. Everything stops. If you want to speak, you will shed tears first. I heard that the spring in Shuangxi is still good, so I plan to take a boat trip.
I'm afraid that the Shuangxi sailboat cannot carry many sorrows.
4. Sentences about describing the scenery (no poetry required)
Thoughts on Spring Morning
In the early morning, open the curtains and open the windows. The breeze blows, and a fresh, fragrant, and elegant earthy smell comes to you.
Spring comes so quickly, quietly and unconsciously, the grass turns green, the branches sprout, wild flowers and rapeseed flowers bloom everywhere, and everything is bathed in the dawn of spring. , swaying and swaying lightly in the spring breeze, like a girl singing and dancing, charming and charming.
Creatures wake up in the spring morning, showing the preciousness and attractiveness of life.
Spring morning lights up the hope in the heart and inspires the passion for life.
Spring is bright
The natural world is so beautiful at the moment: bright sunshine is radiating everywhere, colors are showing off everywhere, and the melodious chirping of birds and insects is flying everywhere. An intoxicating aroma wafts around. This is a green world and a sea of ??flowers.
There are people going on outings everywhere, showing the kindness and satisfaction of the elderly, the joy and laughter of lovers, and the innocent smiles of children.
Suddenly I understood: The reason why the bright spring is so beautiful is because it makes people's mood bloom at this moment.
The spring rain is continuous
The spring rain comes with the spring thunder and the spring breeze.
The spring rain is like silk, like mist, like smoke, like tide. Through these strands of silk, everything in the world flickers like a faint, misty freehand painting.
I like the spring rain. Not only do I like the heroic appearance of bamboo shoots springing up after the rain, but what I like even more is: Stepping into this light blue misty rain, in this rainy season, you have created a rainless world for me. .
Spring is full of spirit
Spring is lively, spring is fanatical, spring is graceful growth, spring is young and vigorous.
Spring is full of the shadow of people's hard work. People use their own hands to sow their firm beliefs and eternal hope, sowing true persistence and selfless love.
Without the colorful colors of spring? Where do the fruits of autumn come from?
Thoughts on a Spring Night
On a spring night, the light moon covers the gauze, Pingpingtingtingting. The wind blew across my face and lifted my long hair.
The moonlight is as calm and soft as water.
My heart is like this moonlight, calm and gentle.
I don’t dare to pursue anything deliberately, I just hope that all good beginnings will have a good ending, just like this spring night is long and far away.
Sentences describing spring 2
1) Spring is here! You see, the melting ice water woke up the creek. "Ding Dong, Ding Dong", it is like a magical singer of nature, singing a clear and sweet song, running forward...
2) The willow tree spreads its branches with yellow and green leaves, and in the slightest. The spring breeze blew gently, like groups of fairies in green clothes dancing. The peach trees sandwiched between the willows also bloomed with bright flowers. The green willows and red flowers were so beautiful!
3) Every spring, kapok flowers as red as fire, peonies as pink as clouds, and roses as white as jade bloom. Some of them are full of buds, some are in bloom, and some are in full bloom. The refreshing fragrance of flowers attracted many little bees, singing and dancing hummingly.
4) The bud clusters on the branches of the fir trees are already quite fat and tender, shining brightly against the sky. Do you think spring can be far behind?
5) Even if you miss the beautiful narcissus blooming in the water, don’t forget that in the lonely corner of the valley, wild lilies also have spring...