The most beautiful beginning of spring poetry

No.7 Beijing, beginning of spring.

Tangluoyin

One, two, three, four, five, six, seven, ten thousand trees sprouted today.

In the distant sky, the geese flew away, and the fish swam near the water and froze.

Beginning of Spring

Song-Huang Tingjian

Leek Miao Xiang cooks cakes, but wild people don't know spring.

Look at the mirror like zhi, and look at people by leaning on the floor.

The beginning of spring

Song-Yang Wanli

Where is the Spring Festival? Chu Shi's home is in the mountains.

The scenery begins with willows, and the color of the sun urges flowers.

Beginning of Spring

Song-Wang Qi

Mud bullwhip scatters the dust of six streets, and lettuce picks up leaves.

Since then, the snow has melted and the wind has been soft, and plum blossoms have made wicker new.

Beginning of Spring

Song-Fang Yue

Kethleen's string of green and red has made the flower tip a trade trend.

I dreamed that the new snow in Xiechi was exhausted, and it was warm and rainy.

Beginning of Spring

Song-Sok Li

Green vegetables and white jade plates, West Lake looks back at Lin 'an.

In spring, the bamboo shed is happy to see plum blossoms with snow.

Beginning of Spring

Song poetry book

In spring, Cai Sheng drifted to her temples, leaning against the bar and smiling and asking Dongfeng.

Green willow eyes are different from plum blossom faces, and dyeing Yang is different from harmony.

Sun Lichun, the second rhyme

Song-Zhu Chen

The alarm bell is ringing in spring, and it is always pleasant to go to the Japanese court.

Ben and Dongfeng have known each other for a long time.

Beginning of Spring

Song road trip

Spring is especially bitter when it is cold, so my husband won't go to class.

Wu Pi Meng Yan Ji, sketching the Zen bed.

The bookshelves are tilted, and the plum blossoms are fragrant.

I got up after a leisurely sleep and felt that the days were getting longer.

Reflections on beginning of spring.

Fu Jian mingzhen

Tears on my sleeves left me with no plans, only ecstasy.

It should be a willow tree that can't reach the east of the wall, a spring breeze in my hometown.