Spring scenery poetry has added the theme of poetry.

Dawn of spring

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Meng Haoran

Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.

How many flowers fall after a stormy night.

Translation:

In spring, it was dawn before I knew it. It was the chirping of birds that disturbed my sleep.

It rained and rained last night. How many beautiful spring flowers have been blown down?

Hui Chong Chunjiang Night Scene

Dynasty: Song Dynasty

Author: Su Shi

Two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo forest and ducks in the water first noticed the warm spring.

The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river.

Translation:

Two or three peach blossoms are blooming outside the bamboo forest, and ducks are swimming in the water. They first noticed the warming of the river in early spring.

The beach has been covered with Artemisia selengensis, asparagus has begun to sprout, and puffer fish is about to swim back into the river from the sea.

Yugezi

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: Zhang

In front of Mount Cisse, egrets fly freely, plump mandarin fish swim happily on the river, and peaches floating on the water are so bright and full.

An old man in the bank, wearing a green bamboo hat raincoat and a green raincoat, braved the wind and rain and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home in the rain.

Translation:

Egrets fly freely in front of Mount Cisse. In the river, chubby mandarin fish are swimming happily, and the peach blossoms floating on the water are so bright and full.

An old man on the river bank, wearing a blue bamboo hat and green hemp fiber, braved the oblique wind and drizzle and fished leisurely. He was fascinated by the beautiful spring scenery and didn't even go home after the rain.

The Willow

Dynasty: Tang Dynasty

Author: He

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Translation:

Tall willows are covered with new green leaves, and soft willows hang down like ten thousand green ribbons fluttering gently.

Whose skillful hand cut off this thin young leaf? It turned out to be the warm spring breeze in February. It's like a pair of clever scissors.