Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand green silk tapestries hang down.
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Ancient poems describing spring
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows its correct time;
When spring comes.
The wind blows its mouth at night;
Moisturize things silently.
Dark clouds filled the wild lane;
The fire of a river boat is unique.
Dawn sees saturated red;
Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City.
Ancient poems describing spring
Guanniaoxi (Wang Wei)
When people are idle, sweet-scented osmanthus falls,
The night is quiet and the mountains are empty.
The moon is full of surprises,
It rings in the spring stream.
Ancient poems describing spring
Qingming (Du Mu)
It rained a lot during my stay in Tomb-Sweeping Day.
Pedestrians on the road want to die.
Excuse me, where is the restaurant?
The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Ancient poems describing spring
Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)
The world in April is full of beauty,
Peach blossoms in the mountain temple are in full bloom.
I hate that spring is nowhere to be found,
I don't know how it got like this.
Ancient poems describing spring
Late spring (Han Yu)
The grass knows that spring will come back soon.
All kinds of red and purple hit Fang Fei.
Huayang has no talent for pods,
Just to solve the problem of heavy snow.
Ancient poems describing spring
In early spring, he became a member of Zhang (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources.
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Ancient poems describing spring
Spring willow (Wu) is rainy and rainy.
All the flowers fall to see the songbirds.
The spring breeze caused homesickness overnight.
Follow the spring breeze to Los Angeles again.
Ancient poems describing spring
Tituchengnanzhuang (Cuihu)
On this day last year, in this door,
Peach blossoms set each other off in red.
People don't know where to go,
Peach blossoms are still smiling in the spring breeze.
Just like the spring breeze deceives each other, blowing off a few flowers at night.
Tang Du Fu's "Nine Poems Wandering"
The east wind is a good messenger of the sun, and the vegetation meets the flowers.
Yang He: The warm wind in spring.
Qi's "Spring Suburb"
Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms.
Ting: The seashore is flat.
Don Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
Half; Most. Uneven: uneven.
Early Spring in the East of the City by Tang Dynasty
The Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money.
Tang Zhangji's Spring Biequ
Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten five flowers everywhere.
This is a description of the scenery during the Qingming Festival.
Two Kinds of Cold Foods in Tang Dynasty
There were no flowers in the Spring Festival, but grass buds were seen in early February. When the snow comes in late spring, she wears the garden trees as flying flowers.
Snow can't wait for the arrival of spring, and it has already worn trees and flowers, decorating the scene of early spring.
Chun Xue by Tang Hanyu
The rain in the sky is crisp, the grass is far and near, but there is nothing. The most important benefit is the spring of the year, which is definitely better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
Tianjie: the street of the capital. Grass is in the distance; Spring grass began to grow, showing a little bud. It looks like new green at a distance, but it seems invisible at a close look. Far better than.
Tang Hanyu presented 18 members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring.
Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of red and purple fight Fang Fei.
Fang Fei: Beautiful flowers and plants.
Late Spring by Tang Hanyu
When will Luoyang Dongfeng come and Liu Chunquan return to Sichuan Boan?
Five Spring Poems by Tang Hanyu
The wind is crimson and the green leaves are full of branches.
Tang Du Mu's poem "Disappointment": "You don't have to be disappointed to learn nature in the Spring Festival Evening. The wind is strong and the green leaves are full of branches. "
Enjoy spring
Spring breeze caresses cheeks,
Peach and willow praise spring scenery.
Singing spring poems in the room,
Add a few words in spring.
Spring Festival travel rush peak
Susu tidbits are late,
Feifei lycopene is light.
Long-lived male birds,
Spring Garden Crossing Chai Jing. spring snow
There is no youth in the New Year.
The grass bud was surprised at the beginning of February.
Snow is too late for spring,
Therefore, the tree is a flying flower.
Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is far and near, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than a city full of smoke and willow.
Spring outing song
Apricot beside Wanshu River,
Open a new night wind.
The garden is full of shadows,
Shining in the green waves.
Flowers on the river under the moonlight in spring
Lian Haiping is in the spring tide, and the bright moon is born on the sea.
I travel thousands of miles with the waves, and there is no moon by the river.
The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flower forest like graupel.
Frost flows in the air, but it can't be seen on the white sand.
There is no dust in the sky, and there is a solitary moon wheel in the sky.
Who saw the moon by the river for the first time? When did Jiang Yue take the photo at the beginning of the year?
Life is endless from generation to generation, and Jiang Yue is only similar year after year.
I don't know who Jiang Yue treats, but the Yangtze River sends water.
The white clouds have gone, and the green maple is sad.
Who will go boating tonight? Where do you miss Mingyue Building?
Poor people wander upstairs for the moon, so they should leave someone to fill the mirror.
The jade curtain won't roll up, so brush it back on the anvil.
At this time, I don't know each other. I hope China will shine on you every month.
1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")
2. But three wisps of spring reported that how much love does this inch-long grass have? (Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons)
When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei's Acacia)
4. Good rain knows the season, and spring comes. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
Wildfire never completely devoured them, but they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi's Farewell to Fu De Gu Cao Yuan)
If you plant a millet in spring, you will reap 10,000 seeds in autumn. (Li Shen's "Compassion for Peasants")
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu's "Spring Hope")
8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud will protect the flowers. (Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Work")
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow")
10. Spring can't close the garden, but an apricot leaves the wall. (Ye Shaoweng's "Garden Duty")
1 1. Several early warblers compete to warm the trees, and their new swallows peck at the spring soil. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
12. There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, which is the duck prophet of spring water heating. (Su Shi's Night Scene of Hui Chongchun)
13. At sunrise, the river is redder than the fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Bai Juyi's "Jiangnan Memory")
14. If you relax, it will always be spring. (Zhu's Spring Day)
15. The birds are startled in the moon and the spring streams are singing. (Wang Wei's bird watching flow)
16. It's beautiful at sunset, and the flowers and plants in the spring breeze are very fragrant. (Du Fu's quatrains)
17. Let's see this spring, when is the year of returning home. (Du Fu's quatrains)
18. The bridge is broken in the spring rain, and people don't cross, so the boat supports Liu Yin. (Xu Fu's Spring Tour on the Lake)
19. Poor sunset, fragrant lost, marriage and spring breeze don't need the media. (Li He's Thirteen Poems of South Garden)
20. Budze is in Yangchun, and everything is brilliant. ("Yuefu Song Long Songs")
2 1. Snow White wore the garden tree as a flying flower before spring. (Han Yu "Chun Xue")
22. Why should a strong brother complain about Liu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan's Liangzhou Ci)
23. In front of Miss Huang's tower, the river flows eastward, and the spring is lazy and sleepy, leaning against the breeze. (Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
24. The rain brought by the spring tide came late and came in a hurry, and no one crossed the boat in the wild. (Wei, "Looking at Chuzhou Xixi")
25. I hate that I have nowhere to find in spring and I don't know where to ask for help. (Bai Juyi's Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple)
26. Apart from firecrackers, the spring breeze also brings warmth to Tu Su. (Wang Anshi's January Day)
27. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When the moon shines, I will come back. (Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou")
28. The rain in the sky is crisp, and the grass in the distance is close, but there is nothing. (Han Yu's "Giving Eighteen Members to Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring")
29. Jasper makeup is as high as a tree, and thousands of strands of moss tapestries hang down. (He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow")
30. Butterflies have been dancing, and beautiful songbirds are just singing at home. (Du Fu's "Seven Flowers Alone by the Riverside")
3 1. I want to get wet with clothes, but I don't feel cold when I blow my face. (Zhinan quatrains)
32. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets soar into the sky. (Du Fu's quatrains)
33. Egrets fly in front of Mount Cisse, peach blossoms and flowing water make mandarin fish fat. (Zhang "Fishing Songs")
34. But now that I think of that night and that storm, I don't know how many flowers were folded. (Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn")