When spring comes, the snow melts, the flowers bloom, everything wakes up, and the tender green grass sneaks out of the ground. Below are the words and ancient poems about spring that I have compiled. Welcome to refer to them! Words about spring:
The spring breeze is blowing, the spring is warm, the flowers are blooming, the willows are green and the flowers are red, the springs are tinkling, the flowers are blooming, all things are revived, the warblers are singing and the swallows are dancing, and the birds are contending
Spring returns to the earth, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant. , the spring is bright, the colors are colorful, the spring is full of joy, the garden is full of spring colors, the spring is cold, the flowers are blooming
The spring breeze brings warmth, the face is full of spring breeze, the grass is green, the spring is sultry, the wind is sunny, and the flowers are flourishing. Ancient poems about spring :
1. Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)
When I sleep in spring, I don’t realize the dawn, and I hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you know how many flowers have fallen.
2. Yong Willow (He Zhizhang)
The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
3. Happy Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)
Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently.
4. Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei)
The sweet-scented osmanthus falls when people are idle, the night is quiet and the spring mountain is empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.
5. Dalin Temple Peach Blossom (Bai Juyi)
In April, the beauty of the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple begin to bloom. Everlasting regret has no place to return to in spring, and I don’t know where to turn.
6. Qingming Festival (Du Mu)
During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. When I asked where the restaurant was, the shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
7. Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City (Cui Hu)
On this day last year, in this gate, the faces of the people and the peach blossoms reflected each other's red. The human face has gone nowhere, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.
8. In early spring, Zhang Shiba, member of the Ministry of Water Resources (Han Yu)
The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp, and the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is the most beautiful place in the city.
9. Late Spring (Han Yu)
The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple are blooming. The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky.
10. Walking alone by the river looking for flowers (Du Fu)
Huang Si’s natal family is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging down the branches. The butterflies dance all the time, and the orioles sing at ease.