1. Ancient poems about cherry blossoms
Xie Xin'en Li Yu The month before the cherry blossoms fell all the way, Like a bed leaning against a smoked cage in sorrow.
It’s far like last year today, but the hatred is still the same. Her two servant girls are haggard and cloudy, and her breasts are stained red with tears.
Where is the pain of lovesickness, the screen window is drunk in dreams. -------------------------------------------------- -------------------------- Four Untitled Poems by Li Shangyin (Part 1) Come with empty words and leave without a trace, The moon is slanting upstairs on the fifth floor Watch the clock.
The dream is far away and it is difficult to cry out, and the book is hastened to become ink. The wax shines on the half cage of golden jade, and the musk smoke slightly embroiders the hibiscus.
Liu Lang already hated Pengshan for being so far away, and even more so because he was separated by 10,000 layers of Pengshan. (Part 2) The east wind is blowing, the drizzle is coming, and there is light thunder outside Furong Pond.
The golden toad gnaws at the lock to burn incense, and the jade tiger pulls the thread back to the well. Mr. Jia peeked into the curtain, Young Master Han, and Concubine Mi stayed on the pillow of King Wei.
In the heart of spring, don’t let flowers bloom, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray. (Fourth) Where mourning kites are in charge of emergencies, cherry blossoms are always hanging on the banks of poplar trees.
The old daughter of the owner is not for sale, and it is half a month during the day. Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and she is watching from the same wall after the Qingming Festival.
The return show turned to the fifth watch, and the swallows in Liangjian sighed after hearing it. The Twelveth Brother Wang and the members of Wei were visiting each other. When they saw Zhao having a drink, they expressed their condolences as his death was approaching. He refused to go because he was sending it.
Xie Fumenting was in the old age, but now the singing pipe belongs to Tanlang. There is no one around and the curtains hang down to the floor. When I want to brush the dust, the quilt covers the bed.
The young boy of the Ji family is still pitiable, but how can he hope for the beautiful daughter of the Zuo family? The sorrowful rain and abdominal ailments are hard to cure, and the west wind is blowing thousands of miles at night. -------------------------------------------------- ---------------------------------- Zhao Shixia picked mulberries. After the plum blossoms faded, the cherry blossoms bloomed, a light and even red.
Try your hand at craftsmanship. Hundreds of flowers, thousands of flowers, one letter communicates.
The remaining cold weather has not allowed me to feel comfortable. I am complaining about the rain and worrying about the wind. The knot is a cage.
Thousands of evenly rounded stones may look the same. -------------------------------------------------- ----------------------------- Mandarin Duck Chapter Li Deyu turned into a mandarin duck when he lost sight of his former lover.
The harmony will last for a night, but it will take a thousand years for them to be together. In February, the grass is plentiful and the mountain cherry blossoms are not sparse.
The wind is good in Jintang, but there is no place to depend on each other. Not only does she meet the traveling girl Jie Pei, she is also worth concubine Lingbo Mi.
The light shakes the green cover, and the beauty reflects the pearls. Two shadows accompany each other, and two hearts cannot be violated.
Flooded on the blue sand, washing red clothes in the waves. The spring light is lingering, and the playfulness has not turned back.
Stay close to Tianquan Pool, fly close to Cheung Chau Garden. If you wish to love each other and never forget each other, you must go far away from the snares of the human world.
There is Xiaoxiangzhou in the south, and it is a thousand-mile journey. There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and the Yuanjiang River is full of blue water.
In the past, I was a concubine with a bad fate, and there was no day without worries. Now we are birds in the water, asking each other for help.
The daughter of Luoyang is in Qingge, and her clothes are lighter and thinner in February. The gold clay and calligraphy are not precious enough, and the paintings are barely worth it.
There are also young women who have passed the melon year and have no companions in their spring boudoir. Learning to weave brocade every night, weaving mandarin ducks is a pity for people.
The long and leisurely Xiangshui River is surrounded by clear and shallow water. The irises are blooming and no one recognizes them; the rivers and willows are meandering in the sky since spring.
I only pity the lonely crane and listen to the music of the piano, and even miss the lonely Luan hiding in the mirror. I would like to be a mandarin duck quilt and cover my lover forever.
----------------------------------------------- --------------------------------------- Give the singer Xue Neng a pearl for every word and new voice. Turning the throat is suspected of hitting coral. When listening, there is some sound in the sitting part, but after singing, there is none in the cherry blossom leaves.
Hanpu despises the idea of ??using it in vain, and Linqiong uses it in vain. Anyone who has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------ It's hard to say goodbye. Love is difficult. That beautiful spring scenery will send you thousands of miles away.
Half of the makeup beads are falling off, revealing the cold weather. The red candles and the curly black hair can draw tears to the eyes.
The good night is short, the fragrant dust is green, the soul is fascinated by desire, and the sandalwood eyebrows are half closed and depressed. I swallowed my heart before I had any other thoughts, and it was hard to express my feelings.
Fragrant grass comes out, the road goes east and west, and you stand with your sleeves waving. The spring breeze is strong, and the rain of cherry blossoms and willows is miserable.
----------------------------------------------- ------------------------------------------ Poem Su Manshu Chun Yu Lou Tou shakuhachi flute, when Returning to watch the Zhejiang tide? No one knows the broken mango shoes, which bridge of cherry blossoms I have crossed. -------------------------------------------------- ------------------------------- On a spring day, cherry blossoms appear red on the streets, and willow leaves are green beside the pond.
In the sound of swallows, another year of lovesickness. 2. Ancient poems about cherry blossoms
1 Li Shangyin Tang
Untitled (Part 4)
Where mourning kites are rushed, cherry blossoms always hang on the banks of the alley .
The old daughter of the owner is not for sale, and it is three and a half months in the day.
Princess Liyang is fourteen years old, and we are watching from the same wall after the Qingming Festival.
The return exhibition turned to the fifth watch, and the swallows in Liangjian sighed after hearing it.
2 "Broken Branches and Flowers as Gifts" Yuan Zhen Tang
When I send you flowers under the cherry blossoms, every inch of spring heart breaks off the branches.
The place where I miss the most after farewell is the place where thousands of trees hang around the forest.
3 Miscellaneous Songs and Lyrics·Long Farewell Li Bai Tang
I haven’t returned home after several springs, and I can see cherry blossoms at the jade window.
Kang has a book with brocade characters, which makes people sigh when it is opened and sealed.
At this point, the heart is broken and the heart is broken, and the green hair on the clouds is knotted,
The sorrow is like the white snow that is blowing back.
Last year I sent books to the balcony, but this year I sent books to remind you again.
Hu is the east wind that blows the clouds for me, causing me to come from the west;
Waiting to come, but it does not come, and the fallen flowers are silent and covered with moss.
4 Xie Xinen, Li Yu, Late Tang and Five Dynasties
The month before the cherry blossoms have fallen off the stairs, they are like a bed leaning against a smoked cage.
It’s far like last year today, but the hatred is still the same.
Her servant girls are haggard and cloudy, their breasts stained red with tears.
Where is the pain of lovesickness? The screen window is in a drunken dream.
5 Cherry Blossoms Fall, Su Manshu, Modern Times
The cherry blossoms bloom on ten days, but how can I go around them for a thousand days?
Yesterday there was a lot of wind and rain. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven?
I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, but I will drop my tears into the deep cup.
Passionate memories of his years, an inch of spring heart has long been gray
6 Qijue·Poetry Su Manshu
In the spring rain, when will the shakuhachi flute at the head of the building return? Watching the Zhejiang tide?
No one recognizes the broken mango shoes, which bridge of cherry blossoms he has crossed!
7 Breaking through the Huanxi Sand·Praise for Cherry Blossoms
In the cold winter weather, the soul is awake, and the spring rain washes away the dust and smoke.
The warm wind blooms thousands of flowers, intoxicating the world.
The bright red color is eye-catching, and the fragrance is faintly amusing.
Where is the dream of lying among flowers? Mount Fuji!
8. Dr. Zhang, the minister of Han Dynasty, visited Qujiang after the rain to see his post. Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty
A new red cherry tree was planted in the small garden, and he walked around the flowers for a leisurely trip.
Why bother to follow the pommel horse team, rushing through the mud and rain at the head of the winding river.
9 Watching Cherry Blossoms with Pei Pushe Zhang Ji Tang
After the new rain in the South Garden yesterday, the cherry blossoms were old.
The dawn does not wait for anyone to see it, and there are many tracks around the tree.
10 Send a message to Yuan Zong's bamboo slips from Zhang Ji in the rain
The east wind is getting warmer and the city is full of spring, so I stay in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year.
No. 11 Gong Ci Zhang Ji
Gold is used to pluck the rosewood grooves, and the initial tension of the strings is higher.
Just make sure to play a new song yesterday, and send cherries outside the official curtain.
12 Wu Chu Lyrics by Zhang Ji
In front of the court, there is the sound of spring birds pecking at the forest, and the seams of the red carpet are not yet completed.
Today, I stopped sewing on the morning of the commemoration day and started walking down toward the red cherry tree.
13 Repaying Yuanzong's Bamboo Records while I'm Sick
The east wind is getting warmer and the city is full of spring, so I stay in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year.
14 "Qingdong Song" Zhang Ji
The cherry blossoms are uneven, and the fragrant rain is red.
The beauties are climbing and folding with smiles, and their clothes are wet.
Picking up the Eastern tunes of the Qing Dynasty, with bright eyes and beautiful jade.
The man with a blue turban cannot see enough up and down.
Nanyang Gong’s first words were included in the New Music Record.
15 Japanese Folk Song "Sakura"
The most beautiful sea in life,
Clusters of songs, blossoming expectations.
The flowers come when they bloom, and they also come when they fall.
Because,
There are many stories,
The beginning is touching and the ending is even more lovely.
16 Spring is like a modern Zhou Enlai
The cherry blossoms are red on the streets, the willows are green beside the pond;
In the sound of swallows, another year of lovesickness is heard.
17 Tang Li Shangyin
How long will the cherry blossoms last? The willows, greens and peaches are unknown.
I advise you not to ask about the Fangfei Festival. The storm in my hometown is miserable.
18 A gift to the singer Tang Xueneng
Every word brings a new sound, and turning the throat is like hitting a coral.
When listening to it, the tone of the sitting part is present, but after singing, there is none in the cherry blossom leaves.
Hanpu despises the idea of ??using it in vain, and Linqiong uses it in vain.
Anyone who has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
19 Farewell is Hard, Mandarin Duck Chapter Li Deyu (Tang Dynasty)
Don’t you see that people who were of the same mind in the past have turned into mandarin ducks.
Harmony cannot be separated overnight, but a thousand years of friendship is still rare.
In February, the grass is plentiful and the mountain cherry blossoms are not sparse.
The wind is good in Jintang, but there is nothing to rely on.
Not only is it a beautiful girl, but she is also worth concubine Lingbo Mi.
The light shakes the green cover, and the beauty reflects the pearls.
Two shadows accompany each other, and two hearts cannot go against each other.
Flooded on the blue sand, washing red clothes in the waves.
The spring light is lingering, and the playfulness has not turned back.
Stay close to Tianquan Pool, fly close to Cheung Chau Garden.
If you wish to never forget each other's joy and love, you must go far away from the traps in the world.
There is Xiaoxiangzhou in the south, and it is a thousand-mile journey.
There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and the Yuanjiang River is full of blue water.
3. Poems about cherry blossoms
Here are some, haha
Sakura Dream
(1)
Sitting on the blossoming pink flowers Shaotou
Makes all the passers-by shy
Let the flowers bloom together
April cherry blossoms take the lead
(2)
Sitting together under the cherry blossoms
Filled with fragrance
Swim in romance
An Neng Chi Xinfang
Cherry Blossoms yuan
The cherry blossoms in the cherry blossom garden
The blossoming cherry blossoms are floating in the eyes
The eyes are fascinated by the cherry blossom dream
The long feelings move the heart< /p>
Sakura Love
I always thought
Only in the Eastern Island Country
can I see blooming cherry blossoms
Silently in my mind sigh
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Romantic cherry blossoms
Coming to the HKUST campus
I heard
In the garden Sakura
I came here because of its reputation
Missed the blooming season of cherry blossoms
Walked through the cold winter
Walked through the white snow twice
Finally entered the beautiful pink world
The cherry blossoms on the branches swayed in the wind
Reflected in the clear water
How romantic< /p>
How beautiful
The wind blows the cherry blossoms
The petals fall
Floating into the heart
Pink cherry blossoms< /p>
Responding to the charm of the sun in a shallow way
If you are drifting
People in the lower reaches of the flower are Yiyi
Intoxicated in the romance of pink
Wandering in the grass among flowers
Overjoyed
Drops of rain fall
Wet and intoxicating clothes
Weak petals How do petals withstand the wind and rain
Flowers everywhere
Heartbroken
Cherry blossoms in the past
Wandering alone in the garden
Boring and boring
Watching tourists in pairs
Feeling lonely and sad
Indifferently forgetting the charm of Sakura
Leaving slowly
Sighing silently
Light cherry blossoms hang on the branches
The clear lake water flows with the wind
Flowing water Carrying the petals
The flowers have no fragrance and the old friends leave them
The flowers fall away
The desire to visit the heart
The drops are broken
Dark Ecstasy
Stopping when leaving
Making a phone call
Silk words
Haven’t seen each other for many days
p>Missing people are piling up one after another
A word with my son
Reflections in my heart
Visitors are drunk in the cherry blossoms
Frequent footsteps captivate the heart
Every flower and tree is related to love
Stay with us forever
Leaves fall in the wind
Lightly dancing and flying
Sakura swaying
Joyful Yi Renmei 4. Ancient poems describing cherry blossoms
Fairy clouds formed under the cherry blossoms and fell into the courtyard last night, Transformed into thousands of dancing girls.
The sun shines brightly across the country, and the wind dances against the devil. Who can see melancholy when spring comes? How can I feel sorry for you after being drunk?
Sitting in front of the famous flowers, they should smile at me, and the customs of the humble gang are like Dongpo. A charming smile charms the east wall, but a charming charm finally defeats Begonia.
The color is not sloppy, but the wind is fragrant. The garden blooms with pictures every day, and the silk pipes take advantage of the bright sunshine with affection.
The monster has been drunk recently, and it is difficult for him to go crazy like a teenager. Su Manshu The Cherry Blossoms Fall. On the tenth day, the cherry blossoms bloom intentionally. How can I go around the flowers for a thousand days? The wind and rain last night brought disaster to each other. Who can express this sorrow to man and heaven? I can't bear to see the beautiful bones buried in the sand, and I will shed tears in my heart.
His sentimental memories of the past year have faded away. Huang Jigang Viewing Cherry Blossoms at Xiangdao Island The spring breeze is blown by the wide embankment, and the flowers are blooming again.
Dan reflects the sunshine and charms people here. The fairy clouds are ethereal, and the road construction is clear.
Guests are afraid of clouds, and want to linger with spring. The lights are dim and the waves are lingering.
How can we say that we are happy in a moment, and we are thinking about sorrow when we turn over the order. Therefore, there is so much beauty in the world, why live in Penglai?
Deng (Pu) Erya Cherry Blossom Yesterday the snow was like flowers. Today the flowers are like snow.
Mountain cherry blossoms are like beauties, whose beauty fades easily. Yu Hua's Poem on Miscellaneous Things in Tokyo. The man in the painting of the mysterious building under the tree is wearing a gold hairpin and is drunk in the late spring.
The shadow of the whip-carriage hurried away, and the cherry blossoms were scattered for ten miles. Wanjiajing is full of green poplar smoke.
Cherry blossoms bloom in spring in April. Ten miles along the Sumida River, I watched the flower boats in the spring breeze and drizzle.
(There is a dike on the Sumida River that is ten miles long and is full of cherries. During the flower season, tourists crowd the market and the road is blocked. She is a coward and a weak woman who is afraid of falling. She buys a boat and goes down the embankment to watch it along the shore.)
Lü Zhen’s white cherry blossoms are adjacent to a beautiful woman in the east, which is elegant and extraordinary. They are surrounded by layers of pearls and clusters of brocade.
Competing with peach and plum blossoms, fighting for the east wind. As if the calyx is green and flowery, the clever steps are fragrant.
The mist drags the light train, and the divine light suddenly comes and goes. This year the flowers are more abundant, lighting up the sea and the morning sun.
There are Zhitian in the world, but it is better than Pengshanqu. Thousands of miles away, there are fairy trees, weak water and vast green.
Six Songs of Cherry Blossoms by Fan Shuhan Come and see the flowers on Yangming Mountain, the red clouds are covered with morning glow. Laughing at his poor fate and pitying his thinness, wandering in the east wind, so he wrote a poem.
Who blows the orchid air up to the high branches, and is decorated with green and fat to show their beauty. The ninety-year spring sunshine cannot be retained, so the wind, rain and fragrance are cut off.
All over the mountains and rivers, there are piles of rouge and tears. Even if he is rewarded by people of his time, he can't help but be destroyed overnight.
I saw the branches full of flowers, and the peach blossoms and plum blossoms were beautiful. I know who I am all my life, and I have Fusang clogs together.
The charming figure brings drunken beauty, carrying the clouds and dragging the rain across the Qianchuan. The falling yin is very delicate and carefree, half turning into spring mud and half turning into smoke.
The light smoke slowly spreads out, and the beauty and beauty are competing for spring. Donghuang's makeup was clever and he was busy looking at the flowers for no reason.
Lyrics by Kuang Zhouyi The third chant of Qinyuanchun·Green Cherry Blossoms Miao Ji in the east capital, Shi Dai in the south capital, overwhelming the country and the city. It is appropriate to smile and frown, full of late green, like smoke and dreams, slowly green.
I am so jealous of the parrot that I mistakenly look at it as a phoenix, and the pond in front of the photo is so watery. On the Fangfei Festival, the Clinique clouds are held out, and the beauty is flying from the sky.
Passionate. I cherish the disabled heroes even more, I only touched them, but I didn’t distinguish them from the green moss.
No matter how much shade there is, it is always green and green, and the forbearance teaches knotting, so beautiful. Feeling slightly nostalgic, but with a strong sense of sea color, I look back at the first town in the east wind.
Do you know the flowers? I feel ashamed when I read the lotus and my clothes are green, as if I am drifting away. Qi's · Ode to Cherry Blossoms I lean against the trees and watch the setting sun cover my head over the sea and east.
Brocade-woven Luan love, pink moth smile, always worried. exquisite.
Account for spring work. The crispy pistil is broken one by one.
I sang and admired the green flowers in the old days, but I seemed less calm when standing on the horse. Langyuan ring pendant, Qionglin crown, following the footsteps of five-level flower seals.
Counting the distance to China, the west points to Chayuan, where can we meet? Talk about making an appointment with Xian Peng.
The river is beautiful with trees and beautiful scenery, and the banks of Qiwan are connected by both sides. The British couple dine together, the rice rises in the morning clouds, and the cakes are melted and melted.
Diao Jinghong. Paintings depict tears and rain, flowers and candles turn, and the wind is remembered.
Surrounded by the Shunshui Temple, it is beautifully fragrant and reflected by pure pines.
The strange bottom star flag has not changed, the flowers are blooming wildly, and the catkins are dancing in the dark dust. The pity painting shows the province's crown and emerald hair, and the good people know the importance of spring.
It’s easy to lose time when you are drunk in the countryside. The wind and rain are blowing, and there is still a lot of red.
The tired chanting and twilight curtains are left. It's Fang Festival again, and the snow shines in the spring sky.
Dreaming of a sacred mountain, holding a branch in hand, overlooking fish and dragons. The word Huanxisha was reduced, and the poem about cherry blossoms was repeated. I read Huang Gongdu's notes on Japanese miscellaneous poems and the talks of the Japanese sages who were good and fair. I took up these nine tunes again. The day before the great heat of Yimao (1) The eight layers of brilliant branches were seen.
Yiyun and Luzhan Chun Gong. Very dignified and doting.
The fragrance on the temples and the clothes on the temples are overseas, and people and people are in the dream when I am spending time. Last year's appreciation was too hasty.
(2) The spring sea is also fragrant even if it moves thousands of miles away. Five clouds supported the ship to cross Kao.
Fei Pingzhang teaches colored pens. The green flowers on the calyx are especially handsome, and the slender shot cannot compete with heavy makeup.
It is common to look through the fragrance spectrum. (3) Regardless of the group, the first one should be the lowest.
Begonia and Wenxing are also shoulder-to-shoulder. If the east wind can still reach the west.
See the Mojiang River on the road, with green clouds and red snow embroidering the double embankments. Cherish the fragrant mud beside Meier's Tomb.
(4) There is no such flower in China. The West is about asking beautiful people.
You should also look at the horizon of the clouds with melancholy. The flavor of rice smelling of cherry blossoms is good, and it is easy to fall in love with flax on the rooftop.
A spring fragrant dream chases the floating tree. (5) The painting province is standing in Yuke for three rests.
Eguan Bao belt is very fragrant. Jinyunxian Road is full of green girls.
It seems that this spring flower can be cherished, but some people are wasting their time. The flowers are still singing to determine the cause of the storm.
(6) The bright clouds of Shunshui Ancestral Hall. Guangping iron stone is decorated with plum blossoms.
Ge Wei’s life experience is a mess. The mangrove fairyland is still outside the world, and the colorful banners change the spring scenery next door.
The wind blows over the wall, and the butterflies are approaching. (7) Where is the tower in the painting?
Yaolin trees and beautiful spring sky. But in terms of Xiangguo, it is also a fairy.
It may not turn into melancholy, but it still looks more and more beautiful now. Afraid of not having the same feelings as others.
(8) Stay in the Xunchun oil-walled car. The east wind is weak and does not care about the flowers.
Don’t miss the drunken clouds when you are a flower. There is always deep love and deep resentment, and the setting sun is closer to the ashes and the clouds are slanting.
The cuckoo cuckoo talks about the world. (9) Cut the green and cut the red fourteen words.
I am a fan of flowers and I am a fan of cherry blossoms. Flowers can make people cry, but I am afraid of flowers.
I can fly through the clouds and dream beautifully, and I can teach you how to break off the branches. When the sun shines brightly, the three mountains rise.
Zhu Zumou's "Flower Prisoner": Cherry Blossoms in Chaoyuan, Zhou Haiquan Suo Fu. Wan Shujiao looks at it.
Hun has not spread all the fragrances, but is full of beauty. The sky shines on the sea and the flowers bloom.
Immortal clouds rise from the mirror. Ask the island guest, "How can I move my roots? My heart is thousands of miles away."
Flying south, I live on a branch of peace, the best place to hide spring is a free space with a jade window. Fragrant dreams are stable, Hun is not envious, and Jiangdu is fragrant.
The sorrowful heart drags, and the nightingale whispers, but it cannot be hidden, and it is adjacent to Yanlaili in the east. Obstacles are required, palace brocades are surrounded by ten, and golden bells are taken care of.
Wang (Yunzhang) Western God Yaohua Ci: Exquisite plum snow, green green pear clouds, test Luan silk red raccoon. The pavilion is small, with makeup on it, and a crystal curtain rolled up at one corner.
The cold dew fairy sleeves are so light and clean, and the Huaqing face is charming. It seems that at that time, the silver screen with pearls and foil called the Jiuhua people lazy.
Silk green cocoons hang low, accompanied by colorful purples and reds, which are full of resentment. No matter where I move my roots, I can only look forward to the three islands of Penglai and Chun Yuan.
Mingguang’s old songs have been replaced a long time ago, and they are just fancy. 5. Poems about cherry blossoms
Appreciation of "Ode to Cherry Blossoms" by Bing Xin Cherry blossoms are the pride of Japan.
People who go to Japan must first think of cherry blossoms before arriving; after arriving, they must first talk about cherry blossoms. If you arrive in summer and autumn, your Japanese friends will say with regret: "You missed the cherry blossom season!" If you arrive in winter, they will try to persuade you to stay and say: "Stay a little longer and wait until you see the cherry blossoms." Let's go!" In short, cherry blossoms have become a symbol of Japan, just like Mount Fuji, the "Snow Spirit Peak".
I have seen cherry blossoms dozens of times. See them at Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo, Ueno Park, Chidorigafuchi...; see them in Kyoto, see them in Nara...; see them in the rain, see them in the fog, see them under the moon... There are cherry blossoms everywhere in Japan, some with hundreds of trees. Flowers and trees are clustered together, and some of them are one or two quietly standing alone by the roadside and water.
Spring in Japan is to be immersed in the scent of cherry blossoms! My Japanese friend told me that there are more than 300 kinds of cherry blossoms in a year, and the most common ones are mountain cherry, Yoshino cherry, and Yae cherry. Mountain cherry and Yoshino cherry are not white and red like peach blossoms, nor are they white and green like pear blossoms. They are lotus gray.
The Yae Sakura is plump and rosy, almost like the spring begonias in Beijing. In addition, there are light yellow tulip cherry blossoms, weeping cherry blossoms with low-hanging branches, Higanzakura blossoms that are the earliest to bloom during the "Spring Equinox", and chrysanthemum cherry blossoms with more than 300 petals... they overlap and compete for beauty.
The Qing Dynasty poet Huang Zunxian’s cherry blossom song includes: ... The green water of the Mo River is splashing, the microwave is covered with thousands of flowers, the river is covered with flowers, the beautiful flowers are blooming, and everyone is singing the song of cherry blossoms... The flowers are shining, the shadows on the sea are like a tide, and the rangers gather together. Yuansu... The ten-day tour makes the whole country go crazy as the years go by and the sun rises and falls... This song describes the Japanese people's whole country going crazy when they watch cherry blossoms in spring. The "ten-day tour" is short. After a continuous cloudy period, the spring sun warms up suddenly, and the cherry blossoms bloom all over the mountains. After a burst of wind and rain, they quickly wither again, and the mountains and fields are covered with fallen cherry blossoms again! As a result, Japanese literati wrote many desolate poems lamenting the shortness of life. It is said that the characteristic of cherry blossoms is that they bloom early and fall early.
Maybe because I am Chinese, my association with cherry blossoms is not so gloomy. Although I saw cherry blossoms for the first time in the Aoyama Cemetery in Tokyo in the spring of 1947, the cemetery was full of gloomy grave-sweeping people; occasionally drunken people who had drunk too much wine and sang elegies. When I walked through the corridor covered with lily-like gray flowers, I felt a deep feeling.
When I went to Japan this spring, it was the cherry blossom season. I saw cherry blossoms everywhere, in Tokyo, Osaka, Kyoto, Hakone, Kamakura... But on April 13th, I was at Kanazawa Rakashiyama The cherry blossoms I saw above are the most brilliant and majestic cherry blossoms I have ever seen! On April 12, it was raining heavily, and we went to visit the fishing village on the inner beach not far from Kanazawa City. On the way, I accidentally heard that tomorrow is a strike day for workers of taxi companies in Kanazawa City. There are twelve taxi companies in Kanazawa City, with 250 cars and hundreds of drivers and workers.
Due to the oppression of their lives, they demand an increase in wages. They have already gone on strike five times, but they have not yet achieved their goal. Tomorrow's strike will be the sixth. That afternoon, on the beach in heavy rain and at the homes of farmers on the inner bank, we heard many heart-wrenching stories of workers and peasants who fought hard to oppose the U.S. military's occupation of farmland as a shooting range and finally won.
I attended another enthusiastic mass welcoming meeting in the evening. Everyone was so excited that I couldn’t sleep well. I got up early the next day and hurriedly packed up and set off. I completely forgot about the car drivers’ strike today. It's beyond cloud nine. At 8:40 in the morning, we came out of the hotel, and eleven cars were neatly lined up at the door.
We got into the car separately and slowly walked along the mountain road, winding down.
The weather was sunny, the warm east wind was blowing, and the bright sunshine was dazzling our eyes... Then I suddenly remembered, isn't today a day when the car drivers are on strike? Didn't their strike start at eight o'clock in the morning? In order to send us to the bus, didn't they delay their strike? I quickly asked the Japanese friend sitting with the driver in front of me what was going on.
The Japanese friend turned around and smiled slightly and said: "In order to send the delegation of Chinese writers to the station, they held an emergency meeting last night and decided to change the strike time to start at nine in the morning!" When I was excited to say one or two words of thanks, the driver, who was careful and steady, looking ahead, tilted his head slightly and said humbly: "Promoting the friendship between the Japanese and Chinese people is also part of the struggle. ! "My heart jumped suddenly, like a lit firework, spraying out brilliant sparks of gratitude from the depths of my heart... There were no other vehicles on the mountain road in the early morning, only our eleven cars. , flying across the rustling ground. At this moment, I suddenly saw that on both sides of the mountain road, hundreds and thousands of cherry blossoms bloomed after the rain! The cherry blossoms are piled up in layers, like a sea of ??clouds, crimson and shining in the morning sun.
When the winding mountain road is covered by the boundless flower clouds, we are like sitting in eleven canoes connected end to end, riding the swaying east wind, with splashing noise on both sides. The roaring waves of flowers quickly move towards the rising sun! After going down the mountain and arriving in the city center, I still saw no other vehicles on the street. I only saw many car dealerships on the street. The doors were open, and cars of various sizes were lined up inside the doors. There were large red flags at the doors. , the auto workers stood neatly by the door, smiling as they watched our group of vehicles pass by. When we arrived at the station, we got off the bus and held the drivers' hands tightly with enthusiasm, thanking them for helping us and wishing them victory in their struggle.
The warm farewell scene has passed, the train has been driving for a long time, and the rolling snow mountains and rushing spring water are passing by in front of the window, but my eyes are still shining with this strange land that I have never seen before. Beautiful cherry blossoms! I turned around and asked my Japanese friend who was traveling with me: "It goes without saying that cherry blossoms are beautiful, but from the perspective of Japanese people, what are the beauty of cherry blossoms?" He scratched his head and said with a smile: "There is nothing in the world that is not beautiful. Flowers... As for the love for a certain kind of flower, it is because of the feelings in everyone's heart. Japanese literati feel the shortness of life from the beautiful and easy-to-fall cherry blossoms, and the samurai think of the heroism of sacrifice.
< p> As for ordinary people, they like cherry blossoms because they are the first to bloom after the miserable winter. 6. Poems about cherry blossomsCherry blossoms on the red streets, willows and green ponds; in the sound of swallows, Another year of lovesickness.
——Modern Zhou Enlai
"A new red cherry tree is planted in the small garden, and we can take a leisurely stroll around the branches."
——Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty.
Where the mourning kites are in charge, the cherry blossoms will always bloom on the shore.
How long will the cherry blossoms bloom?
I advise you not to. Asking about Fang Fei's festival, the hometown is experiencing a storm
——Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
When will the eight flutes on the roof of the house return to watch the tide in Zhejiang in the spring rain?
No one knows when the shoes are broken and the cherry blossoms are crossing.
——Modern Su Manshu
A gift to the singer
Each word brings a new voice and a pearl. , turning the throat is suspected to be hitting the coral.
When listening, there is a sound in the sitting part, but after singing, there is no sound in the cherry blossom leaves.
Hanpu disdainfully heard that it was useless to use it in Linqiong.
Whoever has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband.
——Tang Xueneng 7. Ancient poems about cherry blossoms
Untitled (Part 4) Where does Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty mourn the kite and take care of it? The cherry blossoms are hanging on the banks of the alley.
The old girl of the owner is not for sale. It is the 14th day of the third month of the year of Princess Liyang, the Qingming Festival. After the warmth, we watched together on the wall.
When I returned to the fifth watch, the swallows in the Liang Dynasty sighed when I heard the flowers of the Tang Dynasty. p> The most lovesick place after farewell, thousands of trees hang around the forest. Miscellaneous Songs and Songs·Long Farewell in the Tang Dynasty·Li Bai has not returned home for several springs, and there are five cherry blossoms in the jade window.
Kuang You. The book with brocade characters makes people sigh. At this point, the heart is broken and the other person is heartbroken. . Hu is the east wind blowing clouds for me, bringing me to the west; but when it comes, it does not come, and the fallen flowers are silent and covered with moss. . Far like last year, but still the same.
The two servant girls are haggard and stained with tears. Where is the bitter love behind the screen window? In the Republic of China, Su Manshu plays the shakuba flute in the spring rain. When will he return to see the tide in Zhejiang? The mango shoes are broken and no one knows, which bridge of cherry blossoms is broken? cloud of dust. The warm wind blows thousands of flowers into bloom, intoxicating the world.
The bright red color is eye-catching, and the fragrance is faintly amusing.
Where is the dream of lying among flowers? Mount Fuji! Dr. Zhang, the minister of Han Dynasty, went to Qujiang after the rain to see the newly planted red cherry trees in Bai Juyi's garden of the Tang Dynasty. He walked around the flowers and took a lunch break.
Why bother to follow the pommel horse team, rushing through the mud and rain at the head of the winding river. Looking at the cherry blossoms with Pei Pushe Tang·Zhang Ji After the new rain in the South Garden yesterday, the cherry blossoms were growing old.
The dawn does not wait for anyone to see it, and there are many tracks around the tree. In the rain, I sent a message to Yuan Zong from the Tang Dynasty·Zhang Ji. The east wind gradually warmed up the whole city in spring, and he stayed in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year. Gongci Tang·Zhang Ji's gold-plated red sandalwood trough, the strings are initially stretched to a higher tune.
Just make sure to play a new song yesterday, and send cherries outside the official curtain. Wu Chu Lyrics Tang·Zhang Ji In front of the court, there is the sound of spring birds pecking at the forest, and the seams of the red ruffles are not yet completed.
Today, I stopped sewing on social day and started walking down the vermilion cherry tree. When he was ill, he paid tribute to Yuan Zong's Jian Tang·Zhang Ji. The east wind gradually warmed up and the city was full of spring. He lived in seclusion to recuperate.
Don’t say that the cherry blossoms have already bloomed, so you won’t be a flower-viewer this year. As a gift to the singer Tang Xue Neng, every word of his new voice is like a bead, and when he turns his throat, he is suspected of hitting coral.
When listening, there is a note in the sitting part, but after singing, there is no note in the cherry blossom leaves. Hanpu disdainfully heard about the false interpretation of the pendant, and Linqiong used it in vain.
Anyone who has to stay in a brothel is a fairy, not a husband. It's Hard to Say Goodbye·Mandarin Duck Chapter Tang Dynasty·Li Deyujun turned into a mandarin duck when he lost sight of his former lover.
Harmony cannot be separated overnight, but a thousand years of friendship is still a rare thing. In February, the grass is plentiful and the mountain cherry blossoms are not sparse.
The wind is good in Jintang, but there is no place to depend on each other. Not only does she meet the traveling girl Jie Pei, she is also worth concubine Lingbo Mi.
The light shakes the green cover, and the beauty reflects the pearls. Two shadows accompany each other, and two hearts cannot be violated.
Flooding on the blue sand, washing red clothes in the waves. The spring light is lingering, and the playfulness has not turned back.
Stay close to Tianquan Pool, fly close to Cheung Chau Garden. If you wish to love each other and never forget each other, you must go far away from the snares of the human world.
There is Xiaoxiangzhou in the south, and it is a thousand-mile journey. There is no bitter cold in Dongting, and the Yuanjiang River is full of blue water.
It’s hard to say goodbye in the Tang Dynasty·Xue Zhaoyun’s horse has a carved saddle, and it’s hard to say goodbye. That beautiful spring scenery will send you thousands of miles away.
The half-made-up pearls are falling off, revealing the beauty. Red candles and blue hair can seduce tears.
The good night is short, the fragrant dust is green, the soul is fascinated by desire, and the sandalwood eyebrows are half closed and depressed. Before we said goodbye, my heart swallowed first, and it was hard to express my feelings.
Out of the grass, the road leads to east and west. Standing while shaking my sleeves, the spring breeze is rushing, the cherry blossoms and willows are raining miserably.
Picking Mulberry Song·Zhao Shixia After the plum blossoms fade, the cherry blossoms bloom, a light and even red. Try your hand at craftsmanship.
Hundreds of flowers and thousands of flowers communicate with each other. The remaining cold is not yet comfortable, and I complain about the rain and worry about the wind.
Jiezi Yunlong. Thousands of them are uniformly round and surprisingly the same.