1. Poems about grass (with comments and feelings)
Sister, let me tell you about your sister 1. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep are visible. .
("Chile Song")
2. The grass grows in Liliyuan, and the grass dries up every year.
(Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass"
3. The country is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope" )
4. Whoever talks about the grass will be rewarded with three spring rays
(Meng Jiao: "The Wandering Son's Song")
5. The grass in the forest is startled. The wind blows, and the general draws his bow at night.
(Lu Lun: "Song of the Past")
6. At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass.
(Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.
(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields))
8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and the orioles sing in the deep trees.
(Wei Yingwu: (Xijian, Chuzhou))
9. The flowers gradually become more attractive to the eyes, so only there are no horseshoes in Asakusa.
(Bai Juyi: (Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake))
10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
(Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring")
11. The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
(Xin Qiji: "Qing Ping Le Village Dwelling")
12. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
(Li Shutong: "Farewell")
13. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream")
14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
(Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water")
15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
(Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Alley")
16. The dark grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
(Lu Lun's "Song of the Past") 2. The poem about grass is sad
The grass is green near the water, and people with white hair see flowers.
The toad light is dazzling, and the Qihua Yao grass is soaked in cold water.
Outside the pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky.
There is grass in the Changxin Palace, and you are worried about your virginity every year. Therefore, it invades the traces of beads and prevents the jade steps from moving.
The spring grass will be green next year, and the king and grandson will never return.
The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.
The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.
The setting sun in the isolated village is covered with light smoke and jackdaws in the old trees, under the shadow of a flying red bird. Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers.
There are no fish in the river, and the water is clear. The wind is strong and the grass is famous.
During the yellow plum season, it rains everywhere, and frogs are everywhere in the grassy ponds. I didn't come over at midnight because I had an appointment, so I knocked on the chess pieces and let the lanterns fall.
Remember the green skirt and the green grass everywhere.
The dark grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night.
The wild flowers are becoming more and more charming, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
The drizzle of rain on the wall makes the grass weep down, and the wind blows back the flowers on the water surface.
Green mountains and green waters, white grass, red leaves and yellow flowers. In spring, the vegetation in South Garden is new.
Qingchuan is full of Hanyang trees, fragrant grass and miserable Parrot Island.
On a sunny day, the warm wind makes the wheat smell, and the green grass is more beautiful than the flowers.
There are many trees and lush grass.
Whoever speaks an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
The upper steps of the moss marks are green, and the grass color enters the curtain green.
The sky is green, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and cattle and sheep can be seen low.
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The drizzle wets the light, and the fragrant grass grows year by year.
There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
At the foot of the southern mountain where beans are planted, there are few bean seedlings in the grass.
There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Alley. 3. The feelings of ancient poems and grasses
The grass grows in the original place, withering and blooming every year.
The long plain grass is so lush. Every autumn and winter, the grass turns yellow and becomes thicker in spring.
Wildfires never burn out, but the spring breeze blows them again.
The ruthless wildfires can only burn away the dry leaves, but the spring breeze blows the earth green again.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city.
Wild grasses and wild flowers are spreading to cover up the ancient road. Under the bright sun, the end of the grassland is your journey.
I sent the king and grandson off again, and they were full of love.
Once again I bid farewell to a close friend, and the lush green grass represents my deep affection.
This is the exercise that Bai Juyi took for the exam when he was sixteen years old. According to the regulations of the imperial examination, for poems with propositions, the word "Fu De" must be added before the title, and the content is similar to poems about objects. "Farewell to the Ancient Wild Grass" expresses the feeling of farewell when bidding farewell to friends through the description of the wild grass on the ancient plain.
Expressing affection through spring grass is a common method used by the ancients. "Qing" is homophonic to "kinship" and "love". Spring is when the grass sprouts, and it is also the time when people miss their loved ones the most. As the grass grows older, my thoughts will deepen each year. Wildfire cannot burn away the weeds, and space can separate friendships. Weeds cover the road, why don't you leave? How difficult it must be to walk when the road is choked with weeds! The wild grass is so far away, when will you come back? Although I don't want you to leave, you have to travel far. This vast green grass bears witness to our friendship.
To put it bluntly: friend, you are about to travel far. When can we meet again? How I will miss you when the grass is green again next year. It’s a long way to go, and how worried I am about you! However, our friendship is as evergreen as grass and we will definitely meet again. 4. Poems with grass
Grass in the poem
1. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the grass is blown by the wind, and you can see cattle and sheep. ("Chile Song")
2. The grass grows in the original land, and it dries up every year. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grasses")
3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope")
4. Whoever speaks the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring. (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song")
5. The grass in the dark forest is trembling with wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lulun: "Song under the Sai")
6. Beans are planted at the foot of the southern mountain, where the grass is thick and the bean seedlings are sparse. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields")
8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream")
9. The flowers gradually become more attractive to the eyes, and only the Asakusa has no horse hooves. (Bai Juyi: "Spring Tour at Qiantang Lake")
10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring" 5. Poems about grass
1. The sky is blue, the fields are vast, and the wind blows the grass, and cattle and sheep can be seen.
("Chile Song") 2. The grass grows in the original land, and the grass dries up every year. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to the Ancient Grass" 3. The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the grass and trees are deep in the spring of the city.
(Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 4. Whoever speaks of grass will be rewarded with three spring rays (Meng Jiao: "Wandering Son's Song") 5. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lu Lun: "Song of the Past") 6. At the foot of the southern mountain, the grass is full of bean sprouts. (Tao Yuanming: "Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields") 7. The road is narrow and the grass and trees are long, and the evening dew touches my clothes.
(Tao Yuanming: (Returning to the Garden and Living in the Fields)) 8. The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. (Wei Yingwu: (Xijian, Chuzhou)) 9. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, so only there are no horseshoes in Asakusa.
(Bai Juyi: (Spring Trip to Qiantang Lake)) 10. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring") 11. The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
(Xin Qiji: "Qingpingle? Village Dwelling") 12. Outside the long pavilion, beside the ancient road, the green grass reaches the sky. (Li Shutong: "Farewell") 13. Alone and lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
(Wei Yingwu: "Chuzhou West Stream") 14. The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. (Han Yu's "Early Spring Presents Zhang Shiba Yuanwailang of the Ministry of Water") 15. Wild grass and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the setting sun is setting at the entrance of Wuyi Lane.
(Liu Yuxi's "Black Clothes Alley") 16. The grass in the forest is frightened by the wind, and the general draws his bow at night. (Lu Lun's "Song of Saixia"). 6. Poems about grass
Grass in the Trees Li Bai A bird carries wild grass in its mouth and strays into the withered mulberry trees.
The roots of the guest soil are dangerous, but they will not die in spring. Although the grass and trees are ruthless, they can still survive because of their support.
Like branches and leaves, each has its own glory and witherness. Li Bai saw a man named Pulsatilla among the weeds. He went to Tian's house drunk and was singing in the wilderness.
Even in the green grass, there are also Pulsatilla. Fold off the mirror and see that Wan's hair will fade away.
The faint fragrance seems to ridicule each other, leaving hatred towards the east wind. Chang Xin Cao (one for Chang Xin Palace, one for Jie Yu Yuan) Cui Guofu The grass in Chang Xin Palace makes you worried every year.
Therefore, it invades the tracks of beads and prevents the jade steps from walking. Nostalgia for the past in the Spring Grass Palace Liu Changqing The king is invisible, but the fragrant grass in the old palace springs.
Still wearing a skirt, green and green like a Chu person. The provincial alchemist studied Hengchun Cao Liang Kun. There was Lingchun Cao in Soochow, growing beside the Yan River.
Although the color of the berries and moss is messed up, it still has the fragrance of lotus flowers. He was called a distant scholar and held to serve the king of Ming Dynasty.
The beauty of the North Mountain is long, and the life of the Nanshan is longer. Gold paste is only good, but stone marrow is not good.
If you get even a drop of it, you won't die. Weeding Du Fu Weeds are harmful to people and have never hindered repairs.
Its poison is as poisonous as that of bees and flies, and its poison is as large as the Dao Zhou. Walking in the forest early in the morning, the color of the river has not dissipated my worries.
How can I wait for the high autumn when there are thorns in my eyes? Once the frost and dew condense, it is difficult to retain the leaves.
He is childish when he is hoeing, but he still asks for help every day. Turning to the middle of the water, there are no two fishing boats.
Stubborn roots will grow easily, but if you dare, they will still grow taller. Since then, the fence has been open, and the pines and bamboos have become more secluded.
The evil spirits are inseparable, and the evil faith is like a beetle. Tingcao Du Fu Chucao is cold and green, and it is thick in the eyes in spring.
The old ones are low and the leaves are lifted up, but the new ones are covered with curled teeth and heavy teeth. It is advisable to walk lightly, so that when the feast is held, the feast will be repeated.
Look at the flowers according to the sequence of the scenes, and don’t dare to be complacent. Song of Jiang Cao as a Farewell to Judge Lu Huangfu Ran It’s early spring in Jiang Gao, and there are fragrant grasses on the river.
The weeds and weeds are like Du Heng, and the clumps are beautiful and the flowers are growing. The sun is far away and the weather has been spreading for a long time. It is deep in the rain and shallow in the smoke.
Sky eyes make me sad, and my steps are slow and painful. Li Zhipu is on the shore of Xiang. I miss my husband and send my beauty to you.
Wuzhou is located along the Chuxiang Road, far away from the lonely city. When the new moon can separate the dew, the setting sun shines into the sky.
I asked you what to do when you are marching forward. The boat is flooded and the wind is late. There are fragrant grasses everywhere on Tingzhou, and Wang Sunzhen is willing to miss the date of his return.
Each of the Dongfeng Pavilions is endowed with a piece of cold creek grass, Su? Mi Li, a grass on the edge of the stream. Visitors never tire of looking at it. Yu Fang is in a quiet and old place, and the dark color looks cold.
Fortunately, I am happy to accompany you, and I am still young and green. The Ballad of Spring Grass Gu Kuang Chuncao doesn't know how to do it, so he follows others to the east city.
The beauty of the first month and the second month is endless, and thousands of miles hurt people's feelings. Endowed with fragrant grass in the imperial garden Lu Zhi In the shady imperial garden, the Yao grass grows long in the sun.
Hao Mi is filled with smoke and vaguely with the setting sun. After the rain, the grass grows denser, and the wind is warm and the scent of the flowers begins.
Supporting the stick and running along the road, riding on the carriage to enter the founding chapter. The wet smoke cannot be dispersed, and the fine shadows are chaotic and traceless.
I am always afraid that the time will be late, who can tell the beauty of early beauty. Grass Zhang Nanshi Grass, grass.
It’s a good deal, optimistic. It grows all over the ground and makes people grow old.
The golden palace and jade bricks, the ancient roads in the deserted city. Thousands of miles away, the green color is so sad that spring is early.
Whenever the north and the south part, the east and west fall. Originally from the mountains, he was in the arms of Wang Sunwei.
Spring Grass in Longchi Chen Yi Youthful Phoenix Garden, fine grass is all over Longchi. Quzhu makes friends with apple leaves, and returns to the pond to make friends with willow branches.
Because the wind is blowing at the beginning, it is overturned and wants to leave. The golden embankment of the color belt is quiet, and the yin and jade trees move.
The sun is shining brightly, and the waves and shadows are moving. How can it be more remote than life? Fang Xin is unknown to everyone.
Linghu Xianggong saw the newly planted cymbidium and two grasses, and ordered his co-author Liu Yuxi to go up to the grass in front of the imperial court and move it to the Han River. Although Zhumen has moved to another place, the jade trees still have some shade.
The bright colors are still shining, and the fragrance is never found again. The brilliance of a child's wear, the softness of a beautiful heart.
Cherish the evening with far-sighted thoughts, enjoy the quiet sky and sing alone. Those who send messages to a close friend will play the harp in the wind.
Provincial Examination Scenery Floating Between the Grass Liu Yuxi The spring scenery is bright, the grass is green and the spring is beautiful. The history of chaos is different from each other, and the richness and beauty cover each other.
At first glance, there is a slight movement in the thick and soft edges. The broken shadows turn over Chonglan, and the floating fragrance turns over Conghui.
The smoke is brilliant and colorful, and the dew is like beads. Fortunately, I am picking up the sun, and now I am approaching a prosperous age.
Farewell to the ancient original grass by Bai Juyi. From the original grass, the grass dries up every year. Wild fire, in spring.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
Grass in the trees Zhang Hu Grass in the green trees, supporting the roots is not without danger. Grass grows but trees die. You can know the prosperity and decline.
Injury to Micao Yongtao Micao is like a guest’s heart, and it dies first every year. There is no way for the flowers to fall, but they can only rise due to the wind.
Tingcao Cao Ye Tingcao has shallow roots and has left no trace of good fortune. I lower my heart even an inch and don't dare to blame the spring breeze.
Fragrant Grass Luo Ye In the residual rain south of the wall of the abandoned garden, the color of the robe is covered with velvet. The faint fragrance attracts tourists, and only in the distant green can the traces of pheasants be separated.
It is a long-lasting regret to see the three Chus crossing the river, but it is rare to see them outside the gates of the Five Marquises. Even if there is a spring breeze every year, there will be ten thousand horse tracks and wheels.
Fangcao Luoye In Shangtian Street on the bank of Qujiang River, there are many cars and horses in both places. It's not like seeing the beautiful flowers in Nanpu, but the mist and rain are half harmonious in the evening.
Spring Appreciation (one is for fragrant grass, the other is for spring outings with melancholy and pregnant feelings) Luo Ye The fragrant grass and smoke are getting greener with warmth, and the busy roads are suddenly growing. Every year I review the affairs of the world, only the spring breeze does not reflect the worldly sentiments.
Spring Grass Tang Yanqian Followed the dream into the pond, unintentionally in the golden valley. The green wind blows green all over the world every year.
Spring Grass Tang Yanqian The sky is north and south around the roadside, and the roots are everywhere. The luxuriance is always a ruthless thing, and the east wind blows green one year after another.
Qujiang Spring Grass by Zheng Gu The flowers have fallen on the river embankment and the weeds are covered with warm smoke, and the grass color is distant after the rain. Don't let the incense wheel roll over and become green and broken, leaving it behind for a drunken sleeper who is worried.
In the Wuwu Year of Guanghua, the Provincial Examination of Spring Grass and Blue Color Poetry and Occasion were titled: Zheng Gu, Chang Hong, stained with fresh blood, and full of dew on the riverside. If you want to find the flower path, you should get lost in the green people.
The window screens welcome the crowds, and the hairpins and jade aunts become green. The sky is newly clear and the clouds are setting in spring.
Grass by Wu Rong cannot be dyed, nor can it be painted. Chang Hong should not have this color when he was not dead.
Spring grass is green in color Wang Hub Xi Xixi east fan, luxuriant grass color is new. The blue is thousands of miles deep and shallow, and the sky is bright and springy.
The young leaves are soothing in the smoke, and the slight fragrance moves along the waterside. The bright sunset shines on the golden pond, and the chariot road stirs up the dust.
How great is the power of creation, and the yang and the force are self-balanced. Today is the day of birth, I sincerely wish you good luck.
The spring grass is green by Yin Wengui. The fine grass is blue and green, and the grass is green and green on the south bank of the river. The luxuriance is like regretting farewell, and the luxuriance hurts the spring.
The sparse rain and smoke are moist, and the setting sun is fine and evenly colored. Flowers are sticky and prosperous, and people use their softness to overcome the wormwood.
The water in the palace pool reflects lightly, and the chariot road dust is lightly covered. Du Hui Ru Ke knot, vowed to repay the favor.
Grass by Xu Wei The deserted steps of the abandoned garden are accompanied by green moss, and it is hard to forgive the long-lasting kindness and resentment. The elk in Gusu eat and think about food, and the king and grandson of Chuze will not come.
The color is as tender as dyeing blue juice, and the leaves are as sharp as cutting with scissors. After the death of Yan Zhao, there were many ministers, and Guo Kuitai was famous for thousands of years.
Roadside Grass Xu Wei Chudian Qinyuan is thousands of miles flat, but who taught the roots to grow beside the road. The light hoofs and embroidered hubs look like they are treading together, but when they are together they are prosperous and not prosperous.
Spring grass by Cao Song is not only full of ponds, but also has the fragrance of beautiful verses in dreams. The spring breeze has enough power to lead up to the ancient city wall.
Medicinal Herbs Su Zheng The emperor is tired and tired, and Kun Ling fulfills his duties. He has contributed to the world every year, and has cultivated both the noble and the humble.
Because it is produced among many grasses, those who want to pick them know it. A branch is like a god, and a thousand pieces of gold are not worth it.
Growing grass but not medicine cannot show the virtue of a scholar. The raw medicine does not produce grass, so it cannot express its uniqueness. 7. Poems about grass
Poems about grass: Grass in the Trees Li Bai A bird carries wild field grass in its mouth and strays into the dry mulberry trees.
The roots of the guest soil are dangerous, but they will not die in spring. Although the grass and trees are ruthless, they can still survive because of their support.
Like branches and leaves, each has its own glory and witherness. Li Bai saw a man named Pulsatilla among the weeds. He went to Tian's house drunk and was singing in the wilderness.
Even in the green grass, there are also Pulsatilla. Fold off the mirror and see that Wan's hair will fade away.
The faint fragrance seems to ridicule each other, leaving hatred towards the east wind. Chang Xin Cao (one for Chang Xin Palace, one for Jie Yu Yuan) Cui Guofu The grass in Chang Xin Palace makes you worried every year.
Therefore, it invades the tracks of beads and prevents the jade steps from walking. Nostalgia for the past in the Spring Grass Palace Liu Changqing The king is invisible, but the fragrant grass in the old palace springs.
Still wearing a skirt, green and green like a Chu person. The provincial alchemist studied Hengchun Cao Liang Kun. There was Lingchun Cao in Soochow, growing beside the Yan River.
Although the color of the berries and moss is messed up, it still has the fragrance of lotus flowers. He was called a distant scholar and held to serve the king of Ming Dynasty.
The beauty of the North Mountain is long, and the life of the Nanshan is longer. Gold paste is only good, but stone marrow is not good.
If you get even a drop of it, you won't die. Weeding Du Fu Weeds are harmful to people and have never hindered repairs.
Its poison is as poisonous as that of bees and flies, and its poison is as large as the Dao Zhou. Walking in the forest early in the morning, the color of the river has not dissipated my worries.
How can I wait for the high autumn when there are thorns in my eyes? Once the frost and dew condense, it is difficult to retain the leaves.
He is childish when he is hoeing, but he still asks for help every day. Turning to the middle of the water, there are no two fishing boats.
Stubborn roots will grow easily, but if you dare, they will still grow taller. Since then, the fence has been open, and the pines and bamboos have become more secluded.
The evil spirits are inseparable, and the evil faith is like a beetle. Tingcao Du Fu Chucao is cold and green, and it is thick in the eyes in spring.
The old ones are low and the leaves are lifted up, but the new ones are covered with curled teeth and heavy teeth. It is advisable to walk lightly, so that when the feast is held, the feast will be repeated.
Look at the flowers according to the sequence of the scenes, and don’t dare to be complacent. Song of Jiang Cao as a Farewell to Judge Lu Huangfu Ran It’s early spring in Jiang Gao, and there are fragrant grasses on the river.
The weeds and weeds are like Du Heng, and the clumps are beautiful and the flowers are growing. The sun is far away and the weather has been spreading for a long time. It is deep in the rain and shallow in the smoke.
Sky eyes make me sad, and my steps are slow and painful. Li Zhipu is on the shore of Xiang. I miss my husband and send my beauty to you.
Wuzhou is located along the Chuxiang Road, far away from the lonely city. When the new moon can separate the dew, the setting sun shines into the sky.
I asked you what to do when you are marching forward. The boat is flooded and the wind is late. There are fragrant grasses everywhere on Tingzhou, and Wang Sunzhen is willing to miss the date of his return.
Each of the Dongfeng Pavilions is gifted with one thing, Hanxi grass Su? Visitors never tire of looking at the grass beside the Mili stream. Yu Fang is in a quiet and old place, and the dark color looks cold.
Fortunately, I am happy to accompany you, and I am still young and green. The Ballad of Spring Grass Gu Kuang Chuncao doesn't know how to do it, so he follows others to the east city.
The beauty of the first month and the second month is endless, and thousands of miles hurt people's feelings. Endowed with fragrant grass in the imperial garden Lu Zhi In the shady imperial garden, the Yao grass grows long in the sun.
Hao Mi is filled with smoke and vaguely with the setting sun. After the rain, the grass grows denser, and the wind is warm and the scent of the flowers begins.
Supporting the stick and running along the road, riding on the carriage to enter the founding chapter. The wet smoke cannot be dispersed, and the fine shadows are chaotic and traceless.
I am always afraid that the time will be late, who can tell the beauty of early beauty. Grass Zhang Nanshi Grass, grass.
It’s a good deal, optimistic. It grows all over the ground and makes people grow old.
The golden palace and jade bricks, the ancient roads in the deserted city. Thousands of miles away, the green color is so sad that spring is early.
Whenever the north and the south part, the east and west fall. Originally from the mountains, he was in the arms of Wang Sunwei.
Spring Grass in Longchi Chen Yi Youthful Phoenix Garden, fine grass is all over Longchi. Quzhu makes friends with apple leaves, and returns to the pond to make friends with willow branches.
Because the wind is blowing at the beginning, it is overturned and wants to leave.
The golden embankment of the color belt is quiet, and the yin and jade trees move.
The sun is shining brightly, and the waves and shadows are moving. How can it be more remote than life? Fang Xin is unknown to everyone.
Linghu Xianggong saw the newly planted cymbidium and two grasses, and ordered his co-author Liu Yuxi to go up to the grass in front of the imperial court and move it to the Han River. Although Zhumen has moved to another place, the jade trees still have some shade.
The bright colors are still shining, and the fragrance is never found again. The brilliance of a child's wear, the softness of a beautiful heart.
Cherish the evening with far-sighted thoughts, enjoy the quiet sky and sing alone. Those who send messages to a close friend will play the harp in the wind.
Provincial Examination Scenery Floating Between the Grass Liu Yuxi The spring scenery is bright, the grass is green and the spring is beautiful. The history of chaos is different from each other, and the richness and beauty cover each other.
At first glance, there is a slight movement in the thick and soft edges. The broken shadows turn over Chonglan, and the floating fragrance turns over Conghui.
The smoke is brilliant and colorful, and the dew is like beads. Fortunately, I am picking up the sun, and now I am approaching a prosperous age.
Farewell to the ancient original grass by Bai Juyi. From the original grass, the grass dries up every year. Wild fire, in spring.
The distant fragrance invades the ancient road, and the clear green meets the deserted city. I also sent the king and grandson away, full of love.
Grass in the trees Zhang Hu Grass in the green trees, supporting the roots is not without danger. Grass grows but trees die. You can know the prosperity and decline.
Injury to Micao Yongtao Micao is like a guest’s heart, and it dies first every year. There is no way for the flowers to fall, but they can only rise due to the wind.
Tingcao Cao Ye Tingcao has shallow roots and has left no trace of good fortune. I lower my heart even an inch and don't dare to blame the spring breeze.
Fragrant Grass Luo Ye In the residual rain south of the wall of the abandoned garden, the color of the robe is covered with velvet. The faint fragrance attracts tourists, and only in the distant green can the traces of pheasants be separated.
It is a long-lasting regret to see the three Chus crossing the river, but it is rare to see them outside the gates of the Five Marquises. Even if there is a spring breeze every year, there will be ten thousand horse tracks and wheels.
Fangcao Luoye In Shangtian Street on the bank of Qujiang River, there are many cars and horses in both places. It's not like seeing the beautiful flowers in Nanpu, but the mist and rain are half harmonious in the evening.
Spring Appreciation (one is for fragrant grass, the other is for spring outings with melancholy and pregnant feelings) Luo Ye The fragrant grass and smoke are getting greener with warmth, and the busy roads are suddenly growing. Every year I review the affairs of the world, only the spring breeze does not reflect the worldly sentiments.
Spring Grass Tang Yanqian Followed the dream into the pond, unintentionally in the golden valley. The green wind blows green all over the world every year.
Spring Grass Tang Yanqian The sky is north and south around the roadside, and the roots are everywhere. The luxuriance is always a ruthless thing, and the east wind blows green one year after another.
Qujiang Spring Grass by Zheng Gu The flowers have fallen on the river embankment and the weeds are covered with warm smoke, and the grass color is distant after the rain. Don't let the incense wheel roll over and become green and broken, leaving it behind for a drunken sleeper who is worried.
In the Wuwu Year of Guanghua, the Provincial Examination of Spring Grass and Blue Color Poetry and Occasion were titled: Zheng Gu, Chang Hong, stained with fresh blood, and full of dew on the riverside. If you want to find the flower path, you should get lost in the green people.
The window screens welcome the crowds, and the hairpins and jade aunts become green. The sky is newly clear and the clouds are setting in spring.
Grass by Wu Rong cannot be dyed, nor can it be painted. Chang Hong should not have this color when he was not dead.
Spring grass is green in color Wang Hub Xi Xixi east fan, luxuriant grass color is new. The blue is thousands of miles deep and shallow, and the sky is bright and springy.
The young leaves are soothing in the smoke, and the slight fragrance moves along the waterside. The bright sunset shines on the golden pond, and the chariot road stirs up the dust.
How great is the power of creation, and the yang and the force are self-balanced. Today is the day of birth, I sincerely wish you good luck.
The spring grass is green by Yin Wengui. The fine grass is blue and green, and the grass is green and green on the south bank of the river. The luxuriance is like regretting farewell, and the luxuriance hurts the spring.
The sparse rain and smoke are moist, and the setting sun is fine and evenly colored. Flowers are sticky and prosperous, and people use their softness to overcome the wormwood.
The water in the palace pool reflects lightly, and the chariot road dust is lightly covered. Du Hui Ru Ke knot, vowed to repay the favor.
Grass by Xu Wei The deserted steps of the abandoned garden are accompanied by green moss, and it is hard to forgive the long-lasting kindness and resentment. The elk in Gusu eat and think about food, and the king and grandson of Chuze will not come.
The color is as tender as dyeing blue juice, and the leaves are as sharp as cutting with scissors. After the death of Yan Zhao, there were many ministers, and Guo Kuitai was famous for thousands of years.
Roadside Grass Xu Wei Chudian Qinyuan is thousands of miles flat, but who taught the roots to grow beside the road. The light hoofs and embroidered hubs look like they are treading together, but when they are together they are prosperous and not prosperous.
Spring grass by Cao Song is not only full of ponds, but also has the fragrance of beautiful verses in dreams. The spring breeze has enough power to lead up to the ancient city wall.
Medicinal Herbs Su Zheng The emperor is tired and tired, and Kun Ling fulfills his duties. He has contributed to the world every year, and has cultivated both the noble and the humble.
Because it is produced among many grasses, those who want to pick them know it. A branch is like a god, and a thousand pieces of gold are not worth it.
Growing grass but not medicine cannot show the virtue of a scholar. Raw medicine does not produce grass, nothing. 8. Poems about grass
Farewell to the ancient grass by Bai Juyi
When the grass grows in the original land, it will flourish with each passing year.
Spring Hope by Du Fu
The country is broken by mountains and rivers, and the city is full of spring vegetation.
Bamboo Branch Poems by Huang Xintian
The painted woven fans are always like clouds, and the fine grass is like mud clusters and butterfly skirts.
Tomb of King Yue'e Zhao Zi'ang
The grass is growing thin on the tomb of King Yue'e, and it is desolate and dangerous in autumn.
Qingpingle. Village Dwelling Xin Qiji
The eaves are low and the grass is green on the stream.
Wandering Son's Song Meng Jiao
Whoever speaks of the heart of an inch of grass will be rewarded with three rays of spring.
Untitled Chen Jiamou
The fading grasses all fall with the eyebrows, and the flying flowers chase the sound of cuckoos.
Farewell to Wang Wei
The spring grass is green every year, but the king and his grandson will never return.
Wuyi Alley Liu Yuxi
There are wild grasses and flowers beside the Zhuque Bridge, and the sun sets at the entrance of Wuyi Alley.
The light rain in early spring Han Yu
The light rain in the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The Beginning of Spring by Zhang Shi
The law returns to the new year and there is less frost and spring, and the grass and trees in the world know when spring comes.
Climbing the Phoenix Terrace of Jinling by Li Bai
The flowers and plants of the Wu Palace are buried in the secluded paths, and the clothes of the Jin Dynasty are transformed into ancient hills.
Watching Hunting Wang Wei
The grass is dry and the hawk's eyes are weak, and the snow is gone and the horse's hooves are light.
Chuzhou West Stream Wei Yingwu
The lonely grass grows beside the stream, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees.
Beishan Wang Anshi
Counting the fallen flowers in detail because of sitting for a long time, it is slow to find the fragrant grass and return home late.
On the Lake Xu Yuanjie
The flowers are blooming, the mangroves are singing, and the grass is growing and the egrets are flying across the lake.
Late Spring Cao Bin
The warbler crows to a silent place, and the frog alone listens in the grassy pond.
Han Yu in late spring
The grass and trees know that spring will return soon, and all kinds of red and purple will bloom 9. Poems about grass
In early spring, Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water is out
Author: Han Yu
The light rain on Tianjie is as moist as butter.
The color of grass looks far away but not up close.
The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.
〖Translation〗
A light rain fell in the Imperial City, making the ground moist and soft. The grass came out of the ground, but it looked light green from a distance, but there was nothing there up close. The most beautiful scenery of the year is this early spring scenery, which is far better than the late spring scenery of Beijing with smoke and willows all over the city.
〖Comments〗
The first two lines of this poem describe the scene, one line describes the light rain, and the other line describes the color of the grass. After careful observation and comparison, the author vividly writes about the characteristics of the early spring scenery in the capital. The last two lines are lyrical. The author believes that the early spring scenery greatly exceeds the late spring scenery, expressing the author's praise.
〖Lecture and Analysis〗
This little poem was written to Zhang Ji, a member of the Ministry of Water Resources. Zhang Ji is the eighteenth among his brothers, so he is called "Zhang Shiba". The style of the poem is fresh and natural, almost colloquial. It seems ordinary, but in fact it is anything but ordinary. Han Yu himself said: "Difficulty and poverty often lead to mediocrity" ("Send Wubenshi Returns to Fanyang"). It turns out that his "blandness" was hard-won.
The best sentence in the whole article is "the color of grass looks far away but is not there up close". Just imagine: In early spring in February, in the north, when there are still icicles hanging on the treetops and under the eaves, where is spring? Not even a shadow was seen. But if it rains a little, the next day, lo and behold, spring is coming. The rain's feet gently walked across the earth, leaving traces of spring, that is, the first spring grass buds sprouted. Looking from a distance, it seemed hazy, as if there was a very light green color. It is the color of early spring grass. Looking at it, people's hearts are suddenly filled with joyful business. But when you get closer and take a closer look with infinite joy, you will see sparse and extremely slender buds on the ground, but you can't see the color clearly. The poet is like a skilled ink painter, using his water-soaked brush to reveal a hint of green, which is the color of grass in early spring. Looking from a distance, there is nothing like it, but when you get closer, you can't see it. This sentence "The color of grass looks far away, but there is nothing up close." It can be said that it captures both the near and far, and conveys the spirit in the empty space.
The background of this coloring is the thin drizzle falling on Tianjie (a street in the imperial city). Looking at the grass color through the raindrops adds a hazy beauty to the grass color in early spring. And the light rain is as moist as cake. Crisp is butter. After being nourished like this, can the color of the grass not be new? With such a background to set it off, how could the color of the grass not be beautiful?
As the time approached, the poet came up with a comparison: "It is better than the smoke and willows that fill the imperial capital." The poet thinks that the color of grass in early spring is many times better than the scenery of smokey willows everywhere in the city. This is because the color of grass, which “looks far away but seems invisible”, is unique to the early spring. It is soft and full of moisture, symbolizing the spring return of the earth and the renewal of everything. And what about Yanliu? It's already the time when "willows and smoke will pile up", not to mention that it's "all over" the city, so it's no longer rare. By late spring in March, the colors are thicker and less attractive. The use of contrasting techniques like this is different from ordinary writing. This is a double writing method in order to highlight the characteristics of spring.
"Things are rare and valuable." The color of spring grass in early spring is also very delicate. "There is no youth even in the New Year, and we are surprised to see grass buds in early February" (Han Yu's "Spring Snow"). This is a state of mind. The harsh winter has just ended, and the remaining cold is still severe. When I suddenly saw this wonderful color of grass, I couldn't help but feel surprised and happy. These light greens were the only decorations on the earth at that time; but in late spring, "the grass and trees know that spring will soon return" (Han Yu, "Late Spring"). At this time, no matter how green the wicker branches are, people have no intention of looking at them, because It lacks that sense of freshness.
Therefore, the poet reminded him at the turn of the third sentence: "The most beneficial thing is spring.
"Yes, the plan for the year lies in spring, and the best part of spring is in early spring.
This poem sings about early spring, which can capture the soul of early spring and give readers infinite beauty and interest, even It is beyond the reach of painting. The poet did not have a color pen, but he used the language of poetry to depict colors that are extremely difficult to describe - a color that seems to be there but not there, without sharp and detailed observation and superb skills. Without his poetic style, it would be impossible to refine the natural beauty of early spring into artistic beauty.