2. The grass on the city is not tall, and it hates the wind and frost. A poem by Liu Xu in the Southern Song Dynasty
A clump of grass is enough to hinder people, and a few feet of gossamer will cross the road. Geng Xin's Spring Fu in Northern Dynasties, Northern Zhou Dynasty.
Spring grass is like a green robe, and autumn moon is like a round fan. Farewell to Su Jiude by Liang He Xun in the Southern Dynasties
5. The grass is green in late autumn. Liu Liang Yun's Yi Dao Poems in the Southern Dynasties
6. The grass is delicious and English is rich and colorful. Tao Jin Yuanming Peach Blossom Garden
7. Spring and summer leaves are green and flowers are pale crimson. Tang Liqiao's Xuan
In the rain, the grass is green. Wang Wei's Wangchuan Bie Ye
9. Spring grass does not thank glory, and wood does not complain about autumn. Tang Li Bai's Sunrise and Moonrise
10. The breeze rippled on the grassy coast, passed through the night and blew to my still mast. A Night Abroad by Tang Du Fu
1 1. The steps are dotted with green grass in spring, and birds are singing happily under the leaves. Tang Du Fu's Shu Xiang
12. The grass is far but not near. Yu's article "Meeting with the Ministry of Water in Early Spring"
13. Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei. Traveling south in late spring
14. The grass color invades the official road, and the flowers are out of the garden wall. Tang Zhangji's Luoyang Works
15. Isn't it more demanding to be transplanted than any other natural flower? . Don Zhang Jiuling's Experience
16. The moss on the stage is green, and the grass color enters the curtain. The humble room inscription by Yuxi, Liu Tang
17. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. Don Bai Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass
18. The willows curled up in the wind and the grass was cut in the rain. Tianjin Bridge of Don Bai Juyi
19. Spring is full of mixed fragrance, and early summer is fragrant. Tang Bai Juyi's The First Summer in Nanchi
20. Du Kang can relieve boredom, while day lilies can forget worries. Tang Bai Juyi's Dream of Daylily Reward
2 1. The color is tender like blue juice, and the leaves are cut like scissors. Don Xu Yin's meadow
22. The grass roots of the imperial court are shallow and naturally do nothing. I am depressed and dare not complain about the spring breeze. Don Cao Ye's yard grass
23. The grass grows on Su Xiting and the orioles fly. Who leans against the east wind and stops at twelve? Su Xiting by Don Dai Shulun
24. All living things get in the way of horses, and there are good clouds everywhere in Gai Lou. Yin's "Mian Gu Ji Cai's Kunzhong"
25. Jiang Chun refused to stay at home and gave horseshoes when the grass was green. Liu Changqing's Runzhou Camp in Tang Dynasty sent Judge Li.
26. providence pities grass, and the sun is shining on earth. Don Li Shangyin's Yi Xian
2. Poems describing grassland should include three grassland poems learned in primary school 1 to grade 6. (1) The yellow carpet quietly turned green, and the ancient plain was silent with autumn sounds.
Horseshoe crushed by the sunset, lying singing Aobao until the moonlight. (2) The sky is getting higher and higher, and the jade dragon is enchanting.
The vast green belt with sheep grazing, a horse flying and singing drunk blue night. (3) Don't look at the setting sun, the mountains and plains are all yellow.
Don't say the old cow is full, the shepherd is cooking incense under the stove. What's suspicious about the feathers of Lv Qi, Crow and Saibei Grass? The truth is false! We share weal and woe when we are in trouble.
Crow noise trees are low and there is no swan song, and there is more than one crow and moon setting. It is difficult to determine the elegance of common customs, and great wisdom is the great sage.
Attached to the Saibei grassland poem: the truth of the words arouses public doubts, and the color black is more pleasing. Expectation and concern for blessings are reversed by wisdom and stupidity.
Singing with meat is a laughing stock, and throwing stones and drinking water is a good biography. Let him praise and criticize, and the branches still speak freely.
Bai Juyi, a rambling grass, comes and goes with the seasons. Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
They are sweetly crowded in the ancient avenue, the green and barren city. Ah, my friend's prince, you left again, and I heard them sigh behind you. The northern folk song Chilechuan, at the foot of Yinshan Mountain.
The sky is like the sky, and the cage covers four fields. The sky is gray and wild.
A bunch of poems about cattle and sheep grassland [Author: Chen Guanglin article entry: Li] (1) Grassland, grassland, grassland, the cradle of my life, the clear and sweet running water is the milk that feeds me, the faint grass fragrance moistens my soul, the holy and solid horseback riding is the smiling face that I climb and grow up, and the smiling face that my grandmother expects is the source of my strength. Whenever I think of grassland, grassland, I think of the cradle of my life, grassland, my lovely home, Liao. The vast grassland gave me a broad mind, the beautiful mountains and rivers gave me a strong backbone, the cold snow and ice gave me a strong character, and grandma's hardships gave me eternal strength. Whenever I think of grassland, grassland, I think of that lovely home, grassland, grassland, wine and tea. I miss you infinitely. The grassland I fell in love with is a sweet memory of you, and a bitter attachment to you, but I miss you, the sky is blue, the heart is green, and the heart is heart to heart. I miss you, the grassland in my heart. You are a sweet memory, and I miss you with bitter attachment. When I think of you, I will deeply love my mother, accompanied by the blue sky, to the eternal grassland, the eternal grassland, the eternal grassland, the eternal grassland, the grassland full of green waves, the flowers everywhere, the grassland full of me, the grassland full of sunshine and rain, the grassland full of me and the spring breeze everywhere. You are my forever warm grassland, grassland, grassland, grassland, grassland with beautiful songs and grassland with galloping horses. I was born and raised in Sri Lanka. You are my eternal memory. Give me a piece of white clouds, float to the Saibei Plateau with affection and nostalgia, give me a spring breeze, blow to the Saibei Plateau with spring rain and new green, and flow to the Saibei Plateau with songs. Give me a bright moon with the sound of life. Hanging on the plateau of Saibei Plateau. The night is more beautiful. Hometown is brighter. (3) the ranch in my hometown. The vast pasture in my hometown is the deep and holy blue sky in my heart. I grew up eating my mother's milk and drinking fragrant milk tea. I grew up listening to sweet songs, accompanied by horses and lambs. It gave me many wonderful memories of my childhood. I often go back to the deep pasture where I was born and raised in my dreams. The ranch in my hometown. It was the deep and holy blue sky in my heart, and it was my father's love that helped me get on the horse. My mother gave me a lot of hope. The vast pasture has opened my mind. Affectionate pasture gave me great courage. My hometown ranch is the source of wisdom in my cradle of life. I will never forget the sacred pasture where I was born and raised. (4) The plateau breeze sends me cool green fields to accompany me to sing horses. I soar on the mighty plateau by the wind, and the blue sky and broad eagle let me soar, with blue waves billowing and green peaks protruding. Mountain Villa (5) Emin River Emin River, the mother river of grassland, you flow silently day and night, year after year, month after month, wave wave Emin River, you are the river of love, your milk is the life of grassland, you are the river of love, you tell the truth wherever you flow, you are the most affectionate river in the world, Emin River, you are the sacred river, and you are in danger. You gave me confidence. You are the most sacred river in the shepherd's heart. You are the river of life. You grew up drinking your milk and cultivating it with your faith. You taught me to be a long-term and pure person. It will always flow quietly like Emin River. I love you deeply. You are the river that flows in my heart forever. I respect you very much. It will always be quiet and clear in my heart. How many stories have you told about Emin River in your heart? You are the river of life for the children of grassland. Under the lightning of Matthew on the prairie. A sleepy poet has a vast grassland, and you are like a piano sleeping beside a flax mane. The grassland is vast and goes deep into the interior. I turned off the distant light with tired eyes. Grassland night, I was a guest in Dangxiong's felt bag. Matthew bent down to make tea, just like a river bending through the sleeping silence. On the other hand, on the inland night in Marthinsen, the lake lifted a huge spoon and poured it into the mouth of the world, and my hand crossed the darkness at the end of the vast grassland. Miss Dawa, I want to talk to you all night in your morning light, completely silent.
3. That poem about grass is raining and wet, and grass hates it every year.
The new grass, visible from a distance, disappears when it is near.
Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.
Remember the blue silk dress and pity the grass everywhere.
The grass turns green again in spring, but what about you, my friend Prince? .
The moss on the stage is green, and the curtain grass is green.
Small catkins are blowing on the branches, and the grass in the sea is growing.
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.
The warm wind blows the wheat fragrance on a sunny day, and the green grass wins the flowers.
The rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water belongs to the settlement flowers.
Grass can't repay the kindness of warm sun.
Under the boundless sky and on the vast plains, you can see cattle and sheep.
Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes.
The grass is green and the water is near, and the head is white.
Toad is glowing, cold soaking exotic flowers and Yao grass.
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season; Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
See cattle and sheep when the wind blows.
Grateful to the humble grass
In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow. (Song of Xia Sai by Lu Lun) 12. Solitary grass is born by the stream, and orioles sing in the deep trees. (Wei's Looking at Chuzhou Xixi) 13. The rain in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. (Han Yu's "Early Spring" presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department) \
Grass is planted under Nanshan, and the grass is full of bean sprouts. //the grass is narrow and the grass is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. Tao Yuanming's return to the garden is becoming more and more fascinating. Bai Juyi's spring outing to Qiantang Lake is covered with trees and lush grass. Cao Cao's "Watching the Sea" is an endless grass on the grassland. With the coming and going of the four seasons, wildfire has never completely swallowed them up. The spring breeze blows, the warblers fly for two days, and they grow taller again.
4. Ancient poems about grass:
First, the original work
Say goodbye to the ancient grass, say goodbye to the 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. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
Second, the vernacular translation
The ancient grass bid farewell to vilen, covered with lush grass, withered and green every year.
Yuan's fire will not go out, but when it blows, it is full of vitality.
The fragrance of fragrant grass permeates the ancient road, and the city is desolate under the sunshine.
He also sent the wanderer on a long journey on the ancient road, and looked at the lush grassland, which was extremely sad.
Third, the creative background
"Farewell to Fude Guyuan Grass" was written in 788 AD (the third year of Zhenyuan in Tang Dezong), when the author was sixteen years old. This poem is an exam-oriented exercise. According to the rules of scientific research, the word "Fu" must be added to any limited poem topic at present, which is similar to chanting things.
Farewell to Cao Yuan in Fude Valley is a famous work by Bai Juyi, a poet in Tang Dynasty.
Four. Brief introduction of the author
Bai Juyi (772 -846), a native of Xinzheng, Henan Province, was born in Taiyuan, Lotte, Xiangshan, and drunk. He was a great realistic poet in the Tang Dynasty and one of the three great poets in the Tang Dynasty. Bai Juyi and Yuan Zhen * * * advocated the new Yuefu movement, and together with Liu Yuxi, they called the world "Bai Yuan" and "Bai Liu".
Bai Juyi's poems have a wide range of themes, diverse forms and simple and popular language, and are known as "the poet's magic" and "the king of poets". Official to Hanlin bachelor, Zuo Zanshan doctor. In 846 AD, Bai Juyi died in Luoyang and was buried in Xiangshan. Up to now, there are Bai's "Changqing Collection", and the representative works include Song of Eternal Sorrow, Charcoal Man, Pipa Travel and so on.
5. There is 1 an ancient poem about grass, "Grass" by Bai Juyi in 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.
Interpretation: How lush the long grass is, the grass is yellow in autumn and winter and thick in spring every year. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green.
2. South of the City was written by Ceng Gong in Song Dynasty;
The spring rain is swift, the pond is full, and the mountains are high and low, east and west, and the mountain roads are rugged.
The hot and lively peach blossoms and plum blossoms have been blooming for a while, but now it has passed, only the grass in spring grows bigger and greener.
Interpretation: The spring rain is swift and violent, the pond is full of water, the mountains are rolling in the distance, and the east and west mountain roads are rugged. Peach blossoms and plum blossoms that have been in full bloom for a while are out of date at the moment, and I can only see the spring grass in front of me, which is green.
3. Don Yan Qian's Spring Grass:
Walking around the roadside every day, roots are everywhere.
Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.
Interpretation: No matter in the north or the south, the roadside is always covered with grass. It grows in the distance and can take root and breed anywhere. The lush spring grass always urges people to go home as soon as possible, and the spring breeze blows the green grass for another year.
4. Spring Grass by Liu Chang in Song Dynasty:
Spring grass is indescribable and the water front is full of glory.
It seems that the chariots and horses are bustling, and they will not be born when they enter the city gate.
Interpretation: In spring, weeds grow thick and continuous, and it is impossible to distinguish their names. They germinate and flourish at will at the water's edge and on the mound. It seems that I don't like busy places. As soon as I get to the gate, I can't see the trace of its growth.
5. Song Mei's "Su Mu Gai Cao":
The dew is flat and the smoke is a villa. After rain, Jiang.
The unique Yu Lang has the least years. Spring robe, tender color should be taken.
Pick up the pavilion and get lost. I can't complain about Wang Sun, but I don't remember coming home early.
All the pears are gone, and spring is back. The sun went down, and the ground was green and smoky.
Interpretation: the green grass on the dam is covered with water, and the houses in the distance are looming in the shadow of smoke and spring. After the rain, the sky became clear, the river was wide and lush grass was everywhere. This talented person who left his hometown to be an official became famous at a young age. He put on a blue chapter suit on the ground, and the color of his clothes was very suitable against the green grass.
The grass on the roadside connects one pavilion after another, making the distance sad. The lush grass seems to complain that the prince and grandson of the official tour forgot to return. Seeing the pear blossoms, spring will soon pass. The sun is getting dark and dusk is heavy, and the green spring grass seems to be getting old.
6. Poems describing grass. "Farewell to the ancient grassland"
Author: Bai Juyi in Tang Dynasty
1, original text
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. I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
2. Translation
Yuan Ye is covered with lush grass, which withers and turns green every year. Yuan's fire will not go out, but when it blows, it is full of vitality.
The fragrance of fragrant grass permeates the ancient road, and the city is desolate under the sunshine. He also sent the wanderer on a long journey on the ancient road, and looked at the lush grassland, which was extremely sad.
Second, "South of the City"
Author: Ceng Gong in Song Dynasty
1, original text
The spring rain is swift, the pond is full, and the mountains are high and low, east and west, and the mountain roads are rugged.
The hot and lively peach blossoms and plum blossoms have been blooming for a while, but now it has passed, only the grass in spring grows bigger and greener.
2. Translation
The spring rain is swift, the pond is full of water, and the mountains are undulating in the distance. The mountain road is rugged from east to west. Peach blossoms and plum blossoms that have been in full bloom for a while are out of date at the moment, and I can only see the spring grass in front of me, which is green. .
Third, "Spring Grass"
Author: Tang Tang
1, original text
Walking around the roadside every day, roots are everywhere.
Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.
2. Translation
Spring has come, roadside grass grows everywhere, relying on grass roots and spring grass grows everywhere. But the lush spring grass always urges people to go home, and the spring breeze blows the green grass for another year!
Fourth, "wandering son"
Author: Meng Jiao in Tang Dynasty
1, original text
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?
2. Translation
A loving mother makes clothes for her long-distance son with a needle and thread in her hand.
Before leaving, he sewed a needle tightly for fear that his son would come back late and his clothes would be damaged.
Who can say that a child's filial piety as weak as grass can repay the kindness of such a loving mother as Chunhui Puze?
Five, "recent Nong is an oil leaf in the south of the Yangtze River"
Author: Zhao Meng in Yuan Dynasty
1, original text
There are tender flowers everywhere, and lush grass thousands of miles away.
2. Translation
All the flowers are falling and the grass is growing, which reminds me of my sadness.