The poem about spring written by myself in the fourth grade is 1. Complete works of ancient poems about spring in grade four.
spring
"Spring Thoughts" Tang Libai
The grass is as green as Beth, and the mulberry leaves in Qin area are green. Finally, you want to go home,
Now when my heart is about to break. Spring breeze, since I dare not know you, why should I separate the silk curtain beside my bed? ?
2, "Spring Hope" Tang Du Fu
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold. Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
3, "Zuogong Night Tour" Tang Du Fu
The low wall on the left side of the temple blocks the flowers. It is twilight, nightingale and a group of birds are singing. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight.
I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind murmured, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning. I have been asking what time it is all night.
4, "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" Tang Du Fu
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The night is dark and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
5, "Acacia" Tang
Red bean shrubs grow in the south. In spring, they sprout many branches. People who miss them hope to collect more. Mix red bean has attracted people's attention.
6, "Chunxiao" Tang 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.
7, "Spring Thoughts" Tang Huangfu Ran
Ying Ge predicted the New Year, and Ma Yilongdui was a thousand miles away. I live next to the Han Palace Garden in Jingshi, and my heart flies to the lake with the bright moon.
Brocade palindromes tell the long hatred of missing, and flowers bloom upstairs to make fun of my being single. Excuse me, when will your coach, General Liu, draw back the stone tablet?
8. "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell" Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey. Ah, my friend's prince, it's sad that you left again.
9. "Poetry of Spring" Yuxi, Liu Tang
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.
10, "Liu Yong" Tanghe Zhangzhi
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.
1 1, the night view of binjiang song sushi.
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.
12, "Dengguazhou" Wang Song Anshi
Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains. The spring breeze came to Jiang Nanan again. When will the bright moon shine on me?
13, "Presenting Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" by Tang Hanyu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
14 "Yulouchun" Qi
Dongcheng gradually felt that the scenery was good, and it was wrinkled and welcoming people. Poplar smoke is lighter than Han Xiao, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring.
Floating growth hates less pleasure, but is willing to love a daughter and smile. Drink for you to persuade the sunset, and leave a photo among the flowers all night.
15, "Jiang nanchun quatrains" Tang Du Mu
Thousands of miles of Ti Ying green reflects the great river, and Shuizhaishan fruit wine flags the wind. More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.
16, "Early Spring Expedition to Luo Zhong to Send Friends Off" Song Ouyang Xiu.
Chu is a thousand miles away, why should pedestrians take credit? Fang spread the geese while waiting for the noise in the pavilion.
In spring, grass enters the river and flowers bloom on the water. A bottle of wine from the east wind makes you homesick for the New Year.
17, "Jade House Spring" by Song Xin Qi Ji.
Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Spring to stay. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud.
The stars are wrong, and people in spring are not conceited. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm.
18, "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery is new. Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
19, Spring Tour in Qiantang Tang Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake. Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
20. "Jueju" Song Yinan
The shade of ancient wood is a short awning, and the stick thistle helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
2 1, the garden is worthless, the leaves are loose and the Weng is few.
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time. But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
2. What poems are there in the fourth grade spring?
1, the flowers are covered, the palace is darkened, and birds are chirping to find their habitat. In the palace, thousands of families seem to be flashing, approaching the announcement that there should be more moonlight. I didn't dare to sleep at night, but I heard the key unlock the door, the night wind murmured, and the voice of missing floated to Grelott. I have a petition to submit in the morning. I have been asking what time it is all night. -Du Fu's Night Tour in the Palace Left Courtyard
Before the wind blows, I want to persuade Chunguang to live. Spring is on Cao Fang Road in the south of the city. Flowers that don't flow with the water are made into floating mud. The stars are wrong, and people in spring are not conceited. Dreaming that people are far away from many troubles, only in the pear flower storm. -Xin Qiji's "Yulouchun"
3, good rain knows the season, when spring happens. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright. Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
On this day last year, people's faces and peaches set each other off at this door. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. -Cui Hu's "South Village Title"
5, Tianjie light rain is crisp, and the grass color is close but not close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow. -Han Yu, "Early Spring is Zhang Shiba, the Minister of Water Resources"
6. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. People who want to miss them collect more, and Mix red beans have attracted people's attention. -Wang Wei's "Acacia"
7. In April, the world was full of flowers, and the peach blossoms in the Temple of the Mountain began to bloom. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. -Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple
8. The grass tree knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples beat Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky. -Han Yu's Late Spring
9. Weicheng is rainy and dusty, and the guest house is green. Sincerely advise friends to drink a glass of wine, and it is difficult to meet their loved ones when they go out to Yang Guan in the west. -Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er Shi Anxi"
3. Ancient poems describing spring can be understood in the fourth grade.
Fude Guyuan Grass Farewell Bai Juyi (Tang Dynasty)
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Name of Poetry: Xiao Chun Author: Meng Haoran Dynasty: Tang Dynasty
Spring Morning
Sleeping sickness in spring unconsciously broke the morning, and the chirping of birds disturbed my sleep.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Zhu in Spring (Southern Song Dynasty)
Win, find the beautiful seashore,
The boundless scenery is new for a while.
When you understand the east wind,
All colors are always spring.
Poems about spring are all written by yourself, please don't copy them.
Spring is coming
4( 1) Wei Jie
Spring is coming
A melting stream of ice and snow
Play a wonderful Haruka.
"Ding, dong, ding, dong" is so beautiful.
Spring is coming
The weeping willows by the river have sprouted.
Look at yourself in the mirror with a smile.
Spring is coming
It is drizzling with spring rain.
Send nectar to dried flowers and plants.
Spring is coming
night falls
The grass poked its head out quietly.
Want to see this brand-new world?
Spring is coming
Flowers hear the sound of spring.
Bloom like a smiling face.
The smell is so charming.
Spring is coming
It makes us smell the breath of life.
5. In the third and fourth grades, poetry and painting describing spring scenery.
An ancient poem about spring 1
Liu Yong (He)
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Ancient poems about spring II
"Spring Dawn" Tang 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.
Ancient poems about spring 3
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
Ancient poems about spring 4
Farewell to Ancient Grass Tang Bai Juyi
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Weeds and wild flowers are all over the ancient road, and the end of the grass in the sun is your journey.
Ah, my friend's prince, you are gone again, sad and full of feelings.
Ancient poems about spring 5
"Spring Festival travel rush fever" Tang Du Fu
Susu tidbits are late, flying lycopene is light.
In spring, the days are long and the males are far away.
6. Poems praising spring by fourth-grade pupils.
In a world shrouded in severe winter, we are looking forward to spring.
Spring is coming. Inadvertently, I found that the spores of mulberry trees on the roadside stood up, the long-lost swallows began to fly, and the wheat in the terraced fields on the mountain became greener. Everything seemed to wake up, and I opened my eyes with joy. Elephant trunk mountain is moist, Yongjiang Longxi rises, and the sky is red.
At night, I seem to hear someone's footsteps, rushing past the window, with hope, firmness and cold chill.
During the day, looking for spring. The grass quietly poked its head out of the soil, stretched itself and looked around. Grass was shy and bowed her head. The crystal dew sparkled, and that was his naughty eyes. Winter has not completely passed, and the grass in the wind is trembling; A few days later, tender, yellow, light green and green, like jade, covered ditches, roadsides, streams and houses. So Chun smiled boldly at us. Green hangs on the branches, and green scatters the footprints we have traveled; The green waterfall seems to be flowing, as if laughing, dragging down from the mountain and putting it down. In ten days, the grass will come to us all over the place: all over the mountains, full of green. The green hanging from the high Wangchuan Mountain is quietly basking in the sun. On both sides of the Yongjiang River, a large area of green is a grassy carpet. Rows of trees behind the school are green swords pointing to the sky. It can be said that the spring breeze is green and the wife is on the river bank. The wind is quiet and the grass is soft.
The peach trees behind our house have pink petals that keep blooming, one by one. Flowers, you squeeze me, I squeeze you, just like rushing to the scene. In spring, pink peach blossoms moisten the sky and cover it. Whose yard is also full of apricot blossoms and pear blossoms, peach blossoms are like fire, apricot blossoms are like chardonnay, and pear blossoms are like snow, which makes people dizzying and lingering. The clouds in the sky are light and the wind is light, and the flowers are overflowing, attracting bees and butterflies to chase and dance among the flowers. The breeze is blowing, and the pink peach blossoms are falling, swirling and flying everywhere. Butterflies and flowers, no one can tell who is who: flying butterflies are falling peach blossoms and pear blossoms, and falling peach blossoms and pear blossoms are flying butterflies. Wildflowers are everywhere, dotted in the grass like peach blossoms, apricot blossoms and pear blossoms.
The spring breeze is intoxicating. Monk Zhi Nan said: Blowing noodles is not cold. I said: the wind blows flowers and falls in spring. The breeze blows, the young trees shake their heads, the grass bends and the stream keeps laughing. The wind brought the smell of earth, the delicious grass and the flowers. Soft sunshine and wind touch you, hug you and kiss you. You are so happy, and your name is song for you the bird. The kingfisher is crisp and rippling among the breeze, green trees and running water. Swallows go through the Woods and hover in the sky. As the sun sets, a shepherd boy plays piccolo and walks through the green hills. So the smoke curled up, night fell, idle people released light music, and flowers were brewing in the slightly humid air.
Spring rain flies to you inadvertently. Rain, as thin as fog, floats quietly between heaven and earth, like a layer of milk on a thin leaf, like a veil. Rain-soaked leaves, green eyes; In the breeze, the flowers and leaves are swaying; In the ethereal world, people seem to walk in the sky. After that, it began to rain heavily, like cow hair, dense and woven obliquely; Rain is like an embroidery needle, and the distant mountains and Yongjiang River are beautiful landscapes embroidered by Tiannv with her beautiful hands. Looking up at the sky, I can't see the source of rain. Only white raindrops scattered and gathered into small drops on the leaves. Small drops of water slipped quietly from the leaves, and the leaves trembled slightly. Rain feet on the river, like shallow laughter, are countless. At this time, the night is already low, and a little light is posted on the distant mountain, like two Jin Ju flowers; If you cross the Qijiang Bridge by car, chrysanthemums will become dancing golden butterflies. Standing in the Wangjiang Pavilion of Fule Temple, Xiangshan Bridge, the water of Longxi River and the green fields on both sides of Qijiang River, I am immersed in happiness and tranquility. A girl who is single-clothed, like a moving flower, like a poem; Pedestrians walking slowly with umbrellas, farmers returning home late in Dai Li and birds returning home happily constitute the most beautiful rhythm in spring. Sparse rain, sparse houses, long rivers and rolling mountains are silent in the rain.
Spring is coming. During the day, there will be several kites on the mountain, like big butterflies; It is like a fish swimming in white clouds, and it is like a leaf resting on a treeless tree. On the flat ground and lawn, people of all ages are soon crowded with people. Chase less, exercise more, and get some sunshine. Students spring outing, cooking, eating, laughter filled the valley.
Spring has come, and her steps are so light and soft. Like a newborn doll, like a beautifully dressed girl, like a strong young man, he walked across the grass, glided across the water, lived on white clouds, rested on flowers and talked to birds. In the evening, Chun and I chased each other in our dreams, because she was in a hurry tomorrow.