Poetry about vegetation 1. Poems about plants
1. The sky is gray, the wilderness is vast, and the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low. (Song of Chile)
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi: "Fu De Gu Cao Yuan Farewell")
3. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
4. But no matter how much love there is in an inch of grass, he will get the third spring glow. (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
The forest is black, and the wind attacks the grass, but the general tries to shoot arrows at night. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
6. Beans are planted in Nanshan, and the grass is full of beans. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
7. The road is narrow and the vegetation is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming: Returning to the Garden)
8. Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. (Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
9. Flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi: Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake)
10. The drizzle in Tianjie is crisp, but the grass color is far and near. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water")
Willow in poetry
1. There are flowers everywhere in the spring city, and the east wind is cold and willows are oblique. (Han Xiong's cold food)
2. There is no way to recover from the heavy mountains and heavy waters, and there is another village. (Lu You: "Tour Shanxi Village")
I want to get wet with clothes, but I don't feel cold when I blow my face.
4. Weicheng is light in rain and dust, and the guest house is green and willow-colored. (Wang Wei (sending Yuaner to Anxi))
5. Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets go up to the sky. (Du Fu: quatrains)
6. Why does Qiangdi blame Yangliu? The spring breeze does not pass through Yumen Pass. (Wang Zhihuan: Liangzhou Ci)
7. Yangliuqing Jiang Shuiping, listen to the song on the Langjiang River. (Liu Yuxi: Zhuzhi Ci)
8. Red crisp hands, Huangteng wine, and spring willows in the city. (Lu You: "Hairpin Phoenix")
9. The most beneficial thing is the spring of the year, which is better than the misty willows of the imperial city. (Han Yu: "Two Poems by Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Resources in Early Spring")
10. Everyone can't help but feel homesick when they hear that the willow tree in this serenade is broken.
The Tree in Poetry
1. There are many trees and a lot of herbs. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing through the Old Village")
3. Birds perch on trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door of the moon. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper dresses up as a tree and hangs down ten thousand green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Singing Willow")
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home)
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi: "The First Meeting of Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte")
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be clear and soft. (Yang Wanli: Koike)
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, and thin horses on the west wind and old roads. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Tianjingsha-Qiu Si")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I climbed the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: "Liang Zhu")
2. Ancient poems about flowers and trees
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Zhu in the Southern Song Dynasty
Winning the day and looking for fragrance in the water, the boundless scene is new for a while.
Waiting for the east wind will always be spring.
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Poets in Tang Dynasty. The word Jingshan was later renamed as the great aid to Juyuan Yang.
The poet Jing Qing is in the Spring Festival, and the green willows and yellow are half uneven.
If you stay in the forest, then you are a flower watcher when you go out.
Changgexing
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In the green garden, sunflowers are exposed to the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
A hundred rivers go east to the sea, when will they return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
The Willow
Tang He Zhang Zhi
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.
In early spring, Zhang and other 18 members of the Ministry of Water Affairs were present.
Han Yu
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Two Late Scenes along the Hui Chong River.
Su Shi
There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo.
Spring river plumbing duck prophet.
The buds of Artemisia arenaria are very short,
It is the time when the puffer fish wants to fuck.
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
Jueju
Southern song dynasty guide monk
A short canopy under the shadow of ancient trees,
This stick helped me cross the east side of the bridge.
Wet by clothes, apricot blossom rain,
Blowing your face is not cold.
Spring outing in Qiantang River
Bai Juyi
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Birdsong stream
Wang Wei
People are idle, osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and empty.
When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
In Chuzhou, Xixi.
wei yingwu
Alone, pitied by grass and streams,
There is an oriole singing in the tree.
The rain brought by the spring tide comes late and urgently,
Wild crossing, no boat crossing.
3. Poems about plants
Like bamboo shoots, like pine trees.
Bud: Lush. Xiaoya Sigan of the Book of Songs
Trees and flowers die in autumn, while pine and cypress live alone. Xiang's "Talking about Gardens and Congs"
Long pines are falling, and flowers are blooming.
Rollo: Extraordinary appearance. Hui: Grass.
Han shouyangshan's Fu.
Don't suffer from cold, pine and cypress have sex.
Suffering: encounter. Liu Hanzhen's My Brother's Gift
The bottom of the gloomy ravine is loose, leaving seedlings on the mountain, one inch in diameter, one stem, and the hundred feet are overcast.
Gloomy: A lush appearance. Segregation: lush appearance, seedling: refers to young trees. Diameter: diameter. Trunk: The tree is inside.
Shade: a shelter. 100-foot strip: refers to tall pine trees.
Eight epic poems by Jin Yong
Even foresters don't realize that being alone is strange.
Li Anlin: Many trees make up a forest. Single tree: refers to the independence of pine trees.
Twenty Tao Jin Yuanming Drinking Songs.
The grass of flowers, quit Dan and fall; Pines and cypresses flourish in the dead of winter: in the morning. Hua: Flowering. Note: refers to the dawn. Midwinter: severe winter.
Liang Xiaoyi in the Southern Dynasties "Jin Lou Zi Jie Zi"
Pine and cypress are lonely and straight, but peaches and plums are difficult to be beautiful.
Tang Li Bai's antiques
4. Poems about flowers and trees
1. Poetry is everywhere, and there are things at any time-Song. Ling Mei of Zhang Daoqi. 2. Spring City is full of flowers-Tang Dynasty. Cold food in Han Hong. If you break a fragrance in your hand, there should be nothing on the ground-songs. The melody of Wang Anshi. 4. Outside the green smoke, Han Xiao is pale, and the branches of red apricots are in spring. Colorful flowers always sing in spring. Zhu's Spring Day 7. Flowers on the riverside are better than fire at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue in spring —— Tang Bai Juyi recited Eight Poems of Jiangnan. More colorful, less touching spring scenery —— Wang Song Anshi's Ode to Pomegranate Flowers 9. Listening to the spring rain all night in the small building, selling apricot flowers in the deep alley-fragrance at dusk-Song Linbu's Xiaomei in the Mountain 1 1. Peaches and plums are full of worries, and spring is flowing —— Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Sky. Pay on behalf of "12. The spring breeze did not lift the ban on Huayang. Grass is the same color as water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem of Jin Yuefu, 14. There are many fragrant grasses in February in the south of the Yangtze River, and the spring rain is raining. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors against the sunshine-Song Yang Wanli's "Sending a Forest to Jingci Temple in the Morning" 68. 10000006665 This bloom is even more flowerless-the Tang Dynasty. Chrysanthemum of Yuan Zhen 18. The forest is full of new green, hiding a few red dots-gold. Yuan Haowen's Unexplored Begonia of the Same Generation 19. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? Song. Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou" 20. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -The folk song Jiangnan of Han Yuefu 2 1. Xiao He only shows sharp corners, and dragonflies stand at the top-Song Yangwan 53. In "Little Pool" 22. The leaves are dry and rainy, the water is clear and round, and the wind blows at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Lian Gai 23. I wonder who cut the thin leaves. Frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's Mountain Walk 25. There are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world —— Shi's "Recent Flowers" 26. Wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Don Bai Juyi's Biegu Grass 27. The sky is drizzling, the autumn is crisp, but the grass color is not close at hand-Tang Hanyu. -Tang Menghao's "Spring Dawn" 29. Cicada is quiet in the forest, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -in Damon Liang Ji "into if xi" back to the 30th. The birds on the river wall are too white, and the mountains are blue and white. -Tang Du Fu's Two Jueju 3 1. Peach blossoms are three or two outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the river. You can't make a horseshoe sound without shallow grass-Tang Bai Juyi's Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake 33. It can be seen that butterflies penetrate deep into flowers, while water dragonflies fly slowly —— Tang Du Fu's Two Poems of Qujiang 34. The cranes in the clear sky row clouds and lead poems into the blue night-autumn poems in Yuxi, Liu Tang.
5. Ancient poems describing flowers and trees
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner.
Ling cold drives alone.
Distant knowledge is not snow,
Because a fragrance comes with the breeze.
This park is not worth visiting.
Perhaps my master was worried that my wooden shoes trampled his precious moss and tapped Chai Men lightly, but no one opened it for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall.
Tang He Zhang Zhi
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Early Spring in the Capital: Arriving at Zhangji
Han Yu
The rain in Tianjie is as slippery as crisp,
The color of the grass is close in the distance, but not at all.
The biggest advantage is that one spring,
It's better than the smoke willow in the imperial city.
Bai Juyi s Farewell to Ancient Grass;
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with the seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Sweet, they pressed on the ancient highway and reached the crumbling gate.
I once again sent my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.
late spring
Author: Han Yu
Flowers and trees know that spring is about to pass, and they want to keep the pace of spring and pay more attention.
Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
Song. Su Lin: Duan Ju [only these two sentences, so it's called Duan Ju]
Close to the water tower, the moon comes first, and flowers and trees are easy to turn to spring.
6. Extract five poems about water, wood, flowers and grass.
Poems about water
On the high cliff, it seems to be thousands of feet high, which makes people think that the Milky Way has fallen from heaven to earth.
The water is bright and sunny, and the mountains are cloudy and rainy.
From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.
There is a water between Guazhou and Kou Zhong, and there are only a few mountains on both sides.
At sunrise, the river is full of flowers and flames, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.
Poetry about wood
The endless trees are rustling leaves, and the Yangtze River is rolling unpredictably.
-Du Fu's "Ascending the Mountain"
Gao Jing fights for every grass and tree, and worries about wine all his life.
-Xu Ning's answer to the white bow
If you don't plant it in the mud in the horizontal pond, the two plants will laugh at each other.
-Cui Lu's "Mountain Lotus"
Dry up beside the cliff, the credit comes from the years.
-Weng Tao's "Dead Poems Calling for Life"
Near Nanshan Temple in Guo Cheng, it is deep, with graceful trees and Zen forest.
-Shi Jun's Nanmu of Guangfu Temple in Tiba Area
When the color is green, there is no place to give the evening haze.
-Wang Wei's "Wangchuan Collection Mulan Zhai"
On one side of the boat, Qian Fan races; At the head of the sick tree, every year is a spring shower.
-Liu Yuxi's "The First Meeting in Yangzhou to Enjoy Lotte"
A secluded place with bamboo paths, branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat.
-Chang Jian's "Zen State after Broken Mountain Temple"
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
-Du Fu's Hope for Spring
Poems about flowers
The grass is green, the willows are yellow, and the peach blossoms are messy. (Jia Zhi's Spring Thoughts)
Peach blossoms fall, and yellow birds fly with Bai Niao. (Du Fu's "Qujiang Dujiu")
Peach blossoms follow the running water all day. Where is the cave in Qingxi? (Zhang Xu's Peach Blossom Creek)
Peach is full of rain, willow is full of spring smoke. (Wang Wei's "Pastoral")
Last spring, in this door, the girl's face contrasted with the peach.
Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze. (Cui Hu's "Titian Chengnan Village")
Poetry about grass
The sky is wild, and the wind and grass are moving to see cattle and sheep. (Song of Chile)
The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter. (Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? (Meng Jiao: "Wanderer")
In the dark forest, the grass was suddenly blown by the wind, and the wind was rustling. The general thought that the beast was coming and immediately pulled out the arrow. (Lu Lun: "Xia Sai Qu")
I planted beans at the foot of Nanshan, and the weeds in the field were covered with peas. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
The narrow path covered with vegetation, the night dew wet my clothes. (Tao Yuanming: Return to the Garden)
Alone, grass grows by the stream, and orioles sing on the trees. (Wei Wuying: In Xixi Chuzhou)
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe. (Bai Juyi: "Qiantang Spring Tour")
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. (Han Yu: "Two Early Spring Poems by Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department"
7. Ancient poems about flowers and trees.
Flowers in poetry
1. I'll come back at chrysanthemum time when I have a holiday in the mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
I drink a pot of wine from the flowers alone. No one is with me. (Li Bai: "Drinking the Moon Alone")
But now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers I folded. (Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn")
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu: Hope in Spring)
5. Look at the red and wet place, and the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. (Du Fu: "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
6. A secluded place with a bamboo path, branches and flowers leads to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian: "Zen Forest after Breaking Mountain Temple")
7. Huang Siniang's family is full of flowers, and thousands of them are low. (Du Fu: "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River")
8. There is nothing to do. It's like knowing Yan. (Yan Shu:
8. About flowers
The poem of the tree
1. There are many trees and rich herbs. (Cao Cao: Looking at the sea)
We looked at the green trees around your village and the pale blue of the distant mountains. (Meng Haoran: "Passing the Old Village")
3. The bird stays in the tree by the pool, and the monk is knocking at the door. (Jia Dao: "Li Ning lives in seclusion")
Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries. (He Zhangzhi: "Liu Yong")
Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can: (Bai Xuege sends Tian Shuji Wu home)
6. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, and Nautilus Island is a nest of herbs. (Cui Hao: Yellow Crane Tower)
7. Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree. (Liu Yuxi: "The First Meeting of Yangzhou will enjoy Lotte")
8. Spring eyes are silent and cherish the trickle, and the shade of trees shines on the water and loves to be soft. (Yang Wanli: "Xiaochi")
9. Dead vines and old trees faint crows, small bridges and flowing water, old roads and thin horses. (Ma Zhiyuan: "Sand cleaning? Qiu Si ")
10. Last night, the west wind withered the green trees, and I went up to the tall building alone and looked at the horizon. (Yan Shu: "The Recent Flowers")
Poetry of flowers
1. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees. (Cen Can's "Farewell to Tian Shuji, Wu Guixiang, Snow Song")
2. Swallows don't come back to the Spring Festival Evening, but it's a misty rain and apricot blossoms. (Dai Shulun's Su Xi Pavilion)
3. people are idle with osmanthus, and the night is quiet and empty. (Wang Wei's Bird Watching Creek)
4. Peach Blossom Pond is deeper than thousands of feet, not as good as Wang Lun. (Li Bai's Gift to Wang Lun)
Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow water in Lu Hua. (Sikong Shu's "Jiangcun is a thing")
6. The plum blossoms have lost their wax, and the garden is back to the New Year. (Li Pin's "Meet Friends at Hukou")
7. Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I will come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village")
8. The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely green, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli, "Chu Xiao Jingci Temple sends Lin Zifang")
9. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an)
10. Nobody saw plum blossom and bamboo, but blew incense across the stone bridge overnight. (Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake")
Grass poem
1. The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.
2. But how much love has an inch of grass and won the third Spring Festival.
The sky is wild, the wind blows the grass and the cattle and sheep are low.
4. There are few branches blowing willows, and there are plenty of fragrant grass in the end of the world!
5. Every tree in Hanyang becomes clear in the water, Nautilus Island.
6. The wind knows the grass, but adversity sees the truth.
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back.
8. I am alone in the grass, and there are orioles singing in the tree.
9. There are many weeds and flowers beside the Suzaku Bridge, and the sunset at the entrance of Wuyi Lane is oblique.
10. The mountain reflects the water in the sunset, and the grass is ruthless, even outside the sunset.
A poem of wood
1. Grass and trees know that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of reds and purples compete for Fang Fei.
Qian Fan is on the side of the sunken ship, and Wan Muchun is in front of the diseased tree.
Leaves fall like the spray of a waterfall, while I watch the long river roll forward.
There are many trees and plenty of herbs.
5. Gao Jing competes for grass and has a rest before drinking.
6. My road twists and turns through a valley covered by branches and flowers and comes to a Buddhist retreat.
7. Drive the chicken to the tree, then you can smell the firewood.
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and trees and grass turn green again.
9. Cold wind destroys trees and first frost knots.
10. Perseverance, uncompromising; Perseverance, the stone can be carved.
9. Poems describing flowers, grass, birds and wood
Painter: Peach Blossom Pond is deeper in thousands of feet than in Wang Lun.
(Li Bai's "Gift to Wang Lun") Swallows don't return to the Spring Festival Evening, and a misty rain makes apricot flowers cold. (Dai Shulun's Suxi Pavilion) People are idle and osmanthus flowers fall, and the night is quiet and spring is empty.
(Bird Watching Creek by Wang Wei) Even if the wind blows away overnight, it is only near the shallow waters of Lu Hua. (Sikongshu's "Yi Shi in Jiangcun") The scattered flowers have passed the residual wax, so the garden will return to the Spring Festival.
(Li Pin sees his friend off at the mouth of the lake) Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran, "Passing the Old Village") Peach blossoms outside the bamboo are three or two, and duck prophets in the spring water heating.
(Su Shi's Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong) In April, the south wind turned yellow, and the jujube flowers did not fall into the shade. (Li Qi's "Farewell to Old Chen") The Pear Flower Garden melts into the moon, and there is a breeze in the catkin pond.
(Yan Shu's "Moral") On the way to Linping Mountain in May, countless lotus flowers bloomed in Tingzhou. (Dao Qian's "Linping Road") The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors.
(Yang Wanli, "See Lin Zifang at dawn in Jingci Temple") The small building listens to the spring rain for one night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers. (Lu You's Spring Rain in Lin 'an) No one saw plum blossoms and bamboos, and Ye Xiang crossed the stone bridge.
(Jiang Baishi's "Except Night, From Stone to Lake, Tiaoxi") Reed flowers grow old with me everywhere, and swallows fly. (Wen Tianxiang's Jinling Post) Flowers are getting more and more colorful, and shallow grass can't have horseshoes. Bai Juyi's "Spring Tour in Qiantang" has a sharp sword. Plum blossoms are coming, and I am seeing guests off. At night, on Xunyang River, maple leaves and mature rushes rustle in the cold autumn.
Description of grass: the drizzle is wet and time flows, and the grass is close to the grass every year, but all the songs are broken. The horses that eat grass are green. Remember the green clothes. Their poor grass turns green again in spring, but the moss has left traces on my friend's prince. What about you? It's green, the grass is in the curtain, and the catkins are blowing gently. There is no grass anywhere in the world, and the endless grass on the plains comes and goes with the seasons. They have never been completely consumed in wildfires, and they have grown taller in the spring breeze. The warm wind in sunny days breeds wheat. When the green grass wins flowers, the rain on the wall hangs down the fine grass, and the wind on the water returns to the settlement to blossom, but how much love does an inch-long grass have? It is reported that in the third spring, cattle and sheep are becoming more and more attractive. Shallow grass can't be as green as horseshoe grass, and its head is as white as a flower, and the flowers are full of light and cold-soaked. "Weeds" describes birds like this: butterflies have been dancing, and charming songbirds are just singing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Looking for Riverside Fragrance Alone" When will Shuang Yan return, and the peach blossoms on the shore will be dipped in water. -Vae Fu's "Spring Tour on the Lake" was born on the shore of the secluded grass, and there were orioles singing in the trees.
-Tang Wei Wu Ying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" The mangroves in bloom are chirping, and the grass in Pinghu is flying. -Vae Yuan Jie's "On the Lake" In March, the residual flowers were more open and the eaves were swallowed day by day.
-Song Wangling's "Sending Spring" flies around, flying around, what am I like? But sandpipers in the vast world! . -Tang Du Fu's "A Night Out" has no choice but to spend it. It seems that Yan is back.
-Yan Songshu's "Huanxisha" counts early warblers vying for warm trees, and young swallows pecking at spring mud. -Tang Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour" The bright moon surprises the magpie, and the breeze sings at midnight.
-Song Xin Qi Ji's "Xijiang Moon, Yangyang, Half Way, Holy Cockcrow in Space". -Tang Li Bai's "Climbing Mount Tianmu in a Dream" Two orioles sing green willows, and a row of egrets go up to the sky.
-Tang Du Fu's "Four quatrains" The eagle eye is dry and the snow is light. -Wang Tangwei's "Hunting" The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke.
-Don Baijuyi Egrets fly in front of the Cisse Mountain, and the peach blossoms are flowing and the mandarin fish are fat. -Zhang Song He Zhi's "Fishing Songs" drove the chickens from the tree, and I heard Chai Jing.
-Tang Du Fu's "Three Songs of Qiang Village (I)" I am like a lonely goose moaning at my own shadow, and its words are scattered in tents for nine autumn. -Tang Baijuyi's "Looking at the Moon" is a dead vine and an old tree is faint.
-Ma Yuan Zhiyuan Qiu Si Floating Storks Can Be Tenants of Our World? ? -Don Liu Changqing's "Host" is independent. The spring rain is fine, and the white chickens fly to the branches to crow. -Ye Songshao Weng's Xixi (2) Poetry with the word "bird" surprises the birds on the moon and sounds in Chunxi.
-Wei's "Birds in the Stream" In the spring morning, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing. -Tang Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" There are no birds in hundreds of mountains and no footprints in thousands of paths.
-Liu Tang Zongyuan's "Jiang Xue" Birds inhabit the trees by the pool, and monks knock on the door. -Tang Jiadao's "Li Ningju Youchu" Humayi is in the north wind and crosses the south branch of the Bird's Nest.
-"Nineteen Ancient Poems" Walking and walking again, the bird flies with its back to its hometown, and the fox will die first. -Qu Yuan's "Nine Chapters of Mourning for the Past" The cicada forest is quieter and Tonamiyama is more secluded.
—— Wang Tangji, entering Ruoyexi, the petals are already like tears, and the lonely bird has already mourned. -Tang Du Fu's "Spring Watch" Jiang, the six dynasties are like a dream and birds talk empty.
-Tang Wei Zhuang's "Taicheng" grass falls without flowers, and birds sing all the way to Chunshan. -Li Hua's Improvisation of Spring, where birds are alive and mountains are bright, and people's hearts are quiet.
-Tang Changjian's Zen forest after breaking the mountain temple? My mind is free and easy, and birds are flying around in front of my nervous eyes ...-Tang Du Fu's "Looking at Yue" may be sorrowful for a fallen flower, or Yun Lan envies a brisk bird.
-Tang Cen Can's "Zuo Ge Secretariat of Du Fu's Imperial edict", with beautiful weather and flowers. -Don Du Xunhe's "Spring Palace Complaints" describes wood: the autumn wind is curling, and the waves in Dongting are under the leaves of wood.
At the beginning of Dongting, the leaves are slightly detached. Under the leaves, Jiang Bolian, the autumn moon shines on the clouds and rests on the mountain.
Autumn wind blows the leaves of konoha, just like under the leaves of Dongting Lake, and I hear the cold beat of the laundry mallet shaking the leaves. In the first autumn in Gansu, the leaves fell like the spray of a waterfall in Liaoyang, a province where the expedition will go for ten years, but I watched the rolling river always resign from Dongting Lake and plant trees in Yangxi. In this way, why are people inferior?