As the sun sets, Western jackdaw's homecoming brings me a melancholy. Only the willows in the pond give off green buds. No one would believe that there would be a sad life in the world if it were not for the bitterness of grief at this moment.
Out of the intestines, tears flow hard to close. With the love of acacia, once again boarded the little red chamber. I know that there are countless chaotic mountains that block the distant sky, but I can't help leaning against the railing and staring at it all the time.
2. "Tea Poetry" Don Gao Zhen
The tender buds are fragrant and spiritual, which I call grass and English. Night mortar smoke rammer, cold stove cooking snow.
But I am worried that the powder is scattered, and green peanuts are common. The most important thing is to cherish it, it can make you sleep clearly.
3. "Liu Yong" 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.
4. Yellow Crane Tower Tangcui
The fairy of the past has flown away by the yellow crane, leaving only an empty Yellow Crane Tower.
The yellow crane never revisited earth, there have been no long white clouds for thousands of years.
Every tree in Hanyang has become clear due to sunlight, and Nautilus Island is covered with sweet grass.
But I looked home, and the twilight was getting thicker. The river is shrouded in mist, which brings people deep melancholy.
5. "Little Pool" Song Yang Wanli
The silence of spring is because I don't want a long stream of water, and the shadow reflected on the water is like sunny days and breezes.
The delicate lotus flower bud shows a sharp corner from the water, and a naughty little dragonfly stands on its head.
2. What poems describe budding? 1. Song Shijie's "Year of the Year"
When you are old, you have more food, and the cups and plates are long. It's cold, wine falls, and spring is near. The dishes are short and the tea buds are light yellow. I am deeply interested in this, and I really don't envy highlighting.
2. Song Mei Yao Chen's "Wang Zhongyi sent a bucket of tea"
White milk leaves home spring, baht 20 straight money 10 thousand. It gives the stone spring a taste, especially the tender buds. Many words are hard to buy, but a string can be big. The fallacy lies in identifying people and being born without complaints.
3. Tang Yuan Zhen's "Send Lotte, Straight, Until Yuan Wailang sentenced Yan Jiangling on the way"
Thought Jiangling had nothing to do, and the wine glass scroll was decorated with a new chapter. Purple buds are tender, and Zhu and Ju Xiang buds are divided into several petals. In my spare time, I go to the mountains to compete for deer, and I go to the temple to watch the clouds in the morning. I will solve the problem eventually, and I dare not envy you from a distance.
4. Zhou's "self-harmony"
A hazy, pale sunset in the moonlight. Blue buds are tender and purple, and pears are blushing. Qin Ruan's wealth is clear, and the crown is repaired. The smoke is half full, and the official is less hidden.
5. Song Shu Yuexiang's "Ten Poems of Autumn in Mountain Residence"
In autumn, the mountains are good and the gardeners are beautiful. Boil beans with crispy beans and steam them with rotten necks. The first flower is sweet as ru, and the ginger bud is tender. Qiu Lai is beautiful. Why did you come to my house?
Tang Jia Dao sent Xiu Zhu to the knife.
Bo was congratulated, and imperial academy gave him a strong voice. Mountain road along the Yangtze River, sunrise in mid-October.
The buds are newly snowed, and the branches are reunited with the ape maple. Zhuoqintai is useless, and I am deeply worried.
3. The sentence about willow sprouting, in early spring and March, the ice and snow under the shade have not completely melted, and the chill has not disappeared, but the willow has spit out small green shoots and pulled out green branches. The hairy bud stretched and yawned. It looked around and saw a dead leaf. Therefore, it stretches itself and dances graceful branches. It is covered with new green leaves, swaying and dancing like a slim girl.
In spring, Xiao Liuya wakes up from her sleep and sticks her head out. The tender yellow buds grow into green leaves under the bath of spring breeze, which is very beautiful.
While wandering, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the old willow tree. The new branches are folded a lot, but a touch of new green is particularly conspicuous. Just one day, one day! It has sprouted again! This vibrant old willow tree, completely different from those new flowers, was beaten by the rain defenseless.
In spring, willows grow green buds, swaying in the warm spring breeze, as if to tell us that spring is coming! Spring is coming!
The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, and even the willows have sprouted to change clothes for spring.
In spring, green trees sprout new buds. Poetry 1. Flowers are flying all over the sky in Spring City —— Cold Food by Han Hong in Tang Dynasty.
2. In the spring of February and March, the grass is as green as water —— Zhu Meng, an ancient poem by Jin Yuefu.
3. Poetry is everywhere, and things are always there-Song Dodge's Ling Mei
4. If you put a stick of incense in your hand, there should be nothing on the earth-Song of Manna by Wang Song Anshi.
5. The green poplar is lighter than the red apricot, and the branch is Man Chun-Qi's Lou Yuchun.
6. Spring can't keep the garden closed, but an apricot leaves the wall —— Ye Songshao Weng's The Duty of the Garden
7. Waiting for the east wind is always spring-spring day in Song Zhuxi.
8. The flowers on the riverside are more fiery at sunrise, and the riverside is as green as blue in spring-Tang Bai Juyi's Memories of Jiangnan.
9. A little more green, a little more red, and the spring scenery is moving —— Wang Song Anshi's pomegranate flower poem.
10. The small building listens to the spring rain all night, and the deep alley sells apricot flowers-Song Luyou's "The First Night of Spring Rain in Lin 'an"
Poems about trees in spring
1. The shadows are shallow and the dusk is fragrant-Song Linbu's Xiao Mei in the Mountain Garden
2. Peaches and plums in the city are worried about the wind and rain, and the shepherd's purse in the stream is in spring —— Song Xin Qi Ji's Partridge Sky. Fu represents others.
3. If the spring breeze does not lift the ban, it will be a blur-Song Yan Shu's Walking on the Sand.
4. There is much grass in the south of the Yangtze River in February, and it is drizzling in spring-Song Zhongshu Shi's quatrains.
5. There's nothing to do, but the flowers fall, and it's like deja vu-Shu's "Huanxisha"
6. It's not that chrysanthemum is preferred among flowers, but that this flower is more barren-the chrysanthemum of Yuan Zhen in Tang Dynasty.
7. There is more green in the forest, and Xiao Lei hides a little red-Jin Yuanhao asked "the same generation has not opened begonia"
8. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Song Anshi's "Dengguazhou"
9. Lotus can be picked in Jiangnan, and the lotus leaf is his! -Jiangnan, a folk song of Han Yuefu.
10. Xiao He just showed his sharp horns, and there stood a dragonfly long ago-Song Yang Wanli's small pond on his head.
1 1. There is dry rain on the leaves, the water surface is clear and round, and the wind and the load blow at one stroke-Song Zhou Bangyan's Su Curtain Cover.
12. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors-The Singing Willow by Don Ho Zhang Zhi.
13. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, the frost leaves are red in February-Tang Du Mu's "Mountain Walk"
14. There are many fish in the sea-The Dead, a historical novel
15. wildfire never quite consumes them, the spring breeze is blowing high-Tang Juyi's Farewell to Ancient Grass.
16. The drizzle in Tianjie is crisp and the grass is near-Tang Hanyu has a light rain in early spring.
17. The cicada in the forest is quiet, and Tonamiyama is more secluded. -Southern Dynasties. Liang Wang Ji's "If you are happy"
18. The birds in the river are not only white, but the mountains are blue and white-two quatrains of Tang Du Fu
19. Peach blossoms outside the bamboo, the prophet of warm ducks in spring-stone "The Night Scene of the Spring River in Hui Chong"
20. Flowers are getting more and more attractive, but shallow grass has no horseshoe-Tang Baijuyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake.
2 1. Seeing butterflies deeply, flying slowly with the water-two "Qujiang" by Tang Du Fu.
22. There are clouds in the clear sky and poems in the blue night-Liu Tang Yuxi's autumn poems
5. With regard to the sentence about willow sprouting, in early spring and March, the ice and snow under the shade have not completely melted and the chill has not disappeared, but the willow has spit out small green buds and pulled out green branches.
The hairy bud stretched and yawned. It looked around and saw a dead leaf.
Therefore, it stretches itself and dances graceful branches. It is covered with new green leaves, swaying and dancing like a slim girl.
In spring, Xiao Liuya wakes up from her sleep and sticks her head out.
The tender yellow buds grow into green leaves under the bath of spring breeze, which is very beautiful. While wandering, I suddenly caught a glimpse of the old willow tree. The new branches are folded a lot, but a touch of new green is particularly conspicuous.
Just one day, one day! It has sprouted again! This vibrant old willow tree, completely different from those new flowers, was beaten by the rain defenseless. In spring, willows grow green buds, swaying in the warm spring breeze, as if to tell us that spring is coming! Spring is coming! The pace of spring is getting closer and closer, and even the willows have sprouted to change clothes for spring.