There is a poem about graceful willow 1 The willows are graceful and the branches are pleasing to the eye. What poem can be used to describe it?
Maoliu
Tang Bai Juyi
A green tree is sad, it has been separated from hatred by several people.
Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze.
Suzhou willow tree
Tang Bai Juyi
Jinguyuan Huang graceful, Qujiang Pavilion dancing.
Old people parade everywhere, unlike Suzhou, where there are the most willows.
Talking on your bald head and caressing your face makes you helpless.
Chang 'an Liu Xin
Don
At the beginning of the nine strange clouds, the yellow willow has become new.
The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty. A branch is about to break, go back to this morning.
Willow beside the water in May
Tang cuihu
The roots are narrow and the shadows are shallow. Sleeping face is cold, stretching sunshine is softer.
The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered. It looks like drunken dew.
Filament fish is startled by mistake, but weak branches are frightened by practice. Farewell is sentimental, including climbing in spring.
willow
Sugar crisp rice
When the wind is slow and the day is slow, when the smoke blows water, it will make you hate it.
Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, his waist is light, and his wife is hungry.
Liu Xin
Sugar crisp rice
Ruthless and soft, Ren Chunlai urges you, as if you can't stand the wind and lean on the ancient platform.
Today, I hate last year, and the color of the fishing ditch comes to the DPRK.
Willow trees on the bank
Don Dai Shulun
Weeping willows, weaving spring parting. Pedestrians stumble, and I am heartbroken.
Fudechang Liu Ting
Don Dai Shulun
The pavilions and willows are long, and the shade is connected with water. Rain rubs golden wisps and smoke is soft.
Seeing the guests off adds new hatred, and listening to the warblers reminisce about the past. Pay more, and you get late autumn.
Tiliu
Tang dihuan
In the south and north, shadows sway here. The colors of jadeite are endless, and more people leave behind feelings.
Rain left a cage on the shore, and smoke caught the Sui River. It has its own good name, which Qin Song inherited.
Liu Du
Dondum
A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time.
Beauty can't bear to fold, look back at her hands.
Liu jueju
Dondum
Some trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by spring.
Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half covers the village bridge and half blows the stream.
Liu Xin
Dondum
The wind can't shake, the color is new, and the waist is envious.
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first.
A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.
Stay outside the east gate for fear of killing people who will be there sooner or later.
Yugouliu
Don Du Xunhe
When I arrived at Yugou Spring, a new face appeared beside the ditch. The cage penetrates the water and is gently blown into the field.
It's almost dawn, and the sky is low and quiet. Gu Ying's habitat is unstable, so it is difficult to draw a maid-in-waiting.
Chu shook the waves in the air, while Sui Dyke made dust in the dark. How to get to the emperor's city, you must first cover the golden dragon.
willow
Tangfanggan
Shake the wind, the embankment is softer than silk.
Learn to dance, turn sleeves, show makeup and eyebrows. How to climb high and fold, and write poems by friends.
willow
Tang hanhe
A cage of golden thread bends the bridge and the waist is weakened by children.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.
Two poems about willow trees
Tang guyun
Dewdrops and smoke hung everywhere, and the yellow and green were uneven.
There is no wind floating in the long beach, and the sun first shines on the wide stranger.
Draw a banquet and dance secretly, and learn to frown when you are near the dressing cabinet.
Never leave the pavilion in the Spring Festival Evening, and fold a thousand branches.
Idle flowers and weeds are always innovative, with wrinkled brows and uneven stems.
Begging for the strength of the east wind will not waste a spring.
2. Willow Poems
Cui Hu commented that in May, the willow roots at the water's edge were deep and the shadows were shallow.
Sleeping face is cold and stretching is softer. The empty column is heavy and the water is scattered.
Like a drunken scene, like a moon dew. A long fish is surprised by mistake, but a weak bird is surprised.
Don't be sentimental for a long time, including climbing mountains in spring. Zheng Gu commented that the willow was half smoke and half rain, and the apricot reflected Taoshan Road.
You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze. Zhan Dunren commented that Liu Di's poetry planted 30 hectares of rice and 100 willow trees.
Rice can be used for porridge and willow can be used for cooking. Rest in the shade of willow trees and study in the corner of rice fields.
To be happy, Yao and Shun are both farmers. Liu Zongyuan commented on the theme of willow planting, the history of willow thorn in Liuzhou, and the riverside of willow planting.
Laughing and laughing is a story that continues into the past. When you cover the ground, you will hang the curtain, and when you dry it, you will ascend to heaven.
Good at thinking of others, but shy of passing on. Li Shangyin commented that Jiang Tingfu's farewell banquet followed Liu Lu's song (back to the official residence), and Haruka dared to cut it lightly, asking for half a cup.
Jiang has been killed, and Mei Zi has been hiding in the snow. Widowed and true disciple, Yin's worry came at once.
What can I get from poetry, but I think it's twenty cents. Han Wo commented that Liu Yi's golden wire cage brushed the curved bridge, which was broken by children.
But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Shi Jianwu's comments are miscellaneous songs. Look at the injury next to Lu Yang. A branch is broken again.
This year, I will return to last year's position and will not leave others last year. Wang Bo commented that Liu had committed the crime of smoking and was resting at night.
The evening breeze is clear and the valley is near, and the new moon shines in Wan Cheng. The firewood in the suburbs sings back, and the golden fishing song returns.
I didn't meet the guests, and because of this, I eased my sadness. Liu Xian commented on folding willow sand into Sanjiang, and Mrs. Jin in February.
Blue smoke, willow color, and pink continue to lead the way. Show pity and cry, think of dancing towels.
I can't see you because I'm listening to new music. Du Mu commented that only one willow contained smoke and shook the wind for a long time.
The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand. On the banks of ancient dikes, willows curl and trees smoke.
If the silk does not stop, keep the boat. Zhang Mi commented on the greasy powder of willow branches, and Joan's makeup penetrated the blue yarn, and the snow was not exaggerated.
Jinfeng scratched her head and hung it to her temple, her hair was messed up. Leaning against the cloud screen, sleeping, dreaming and laughing.
There are some pillow flowers hidden in her red cheeks. Lu Tong's commentary sent Cui Liuzhou's messenger to fetch the book, which caused many worries.
If your prince doesn't believe me, he will always look at the bald head. 360 States, only Liuzhou.
It's quite late in Liuzhou, and my husband is very quiet. Flowers fall on the dragon's head, and each flows east and west.
Linlin looks forward to thanking the seagulls on the pond. Bai Juyi commented that Liu Jiang once planted willows and Jiang Nanan, and bid farewell to Jiangnan twice in spring.
Looking back at the green river, I don't know who Pan Zhe is. Among Bai Juyi's guests, staying up late (in Liujiazhuang) is full of homesickness and tears.
It is better to be poor at home than to suffer at home. Fear of the old and the festival, and fear of the spring.
Tonight's hometown, I should remember that I haven't come home yet. Tang commented on weeping willows and weeping willows, and the rain was faint in the building.
Think of it as daydreaming, where spring comes and spring goes. Wash and dress with Zhang Chang and ride with a smile and childlike innocence.
The sky turns from the hat, and the red candle is near the high pot. The angry face is bright and autumn water, and the wrinkles are far from the peak.
The small garden is full of butterflies, and the quiet courtyard wakes up with wine. It used to be a phoenix on the piano, but now it's a drugstore dragon.
Baoyu has been throwing for a long time, which is the Jingyang clock. Liu Yuxi commented on miscellaneous songs and lyrics. Yang Liuzhi is fascinated by the smoke from the Yangtze River, and the trees in Sui Palace brush the golden embankment.
Cragginess still has the color of the times, and waterfowl live in the waves. Spring comes first, and the light yellow and green set off the balcony.
Because of her charm, she was invited by Chunfeng. There are many willows in Wushan, and the rain is far away.
Because I want to have infinite things on the balcony, I sing bamboo songs for you. Li Shangyin comments on miscellaneous lyrics Yang Liuzhi's temporary offering of a bottle of wine is nothing, so don't worry about frowning and thin waist.
In this world, nothing is more painful than death, and the spring breeze does not allow people to climb out of suffering because of their love for willow branches. Thick wicker covered in smoke, every branch is unwilling to leave, and thousands of branches wipe the sunset in the twilight.
Take a break and report to pedestrians, leaving half to see them off and half to welcome them back. Tang commented that weeping willows stir the spring breeze, and no one in the world dares to underestimate the enemy.
The king of Chu planted seeds on the river bank for no reason, and he was so hungry that he lost his waist. Wang Wei commented that the branches of Wang Chuanji Liulang met with the trees and reflected in tranquility.
If you don't learn from the ditch, the spring breeze will hurt you. How to comment on "Chanting Willow". Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Li Bai commented on blowing words and folding willows, swaying green water and swaying east wind.
Flowers and jade shut off the snow, leaves warm the golden window smoke. Beauty has a long hatred, and I want to be sad.
Climb the fence to fold the spring scenery and send it to Long Ting. Shen Quanqi's comments are full of lyrics. The window of Liuyu reflects the morning sun and the spring breeze blows Luo Zhang.
Wipe your tears and climb the willows. White flowers fly through chaos, and yellow birds think differently.
My concubine was heartbroken from her liver, and others learned about it. Liu Zongyuan commented that in February, the leaves of banyan trees in Liuzhou fell all over the ground, worrying about my official feeling, and spring was like autumn.
The mountain city is full of rain flowers and banyan leaves are full of warblers. Bai Juyi's Comments on Miscellaneous Songs Yang Liuzhi is a tree with ten thousand branches in the spring breeze, softer than gold and softer than silk.
In the wild garden in the west corner of Yongfeng, no one has ever belonged to that person. One tree decays from the soil, and two branches flourish in the sky.
This spring, after knowing this mysterious image, Liu Su added two stars to the light. Wen Tingyun comments on miscellaneous songs. The longest street outside Yang Liuzhi Yichun Garden, with leisurely spring breeze and dancing waist.
It is the heartbroken place of Jade Man, a canal of spring water and Hongshazhou Bridge. The south inner wall is next to Donghuang Road, which predicts yellow spring scenery.
Xinghua doesn't want to think mercilessly, so what is the most heartbreaking thing? There are 10,000 willows in front of Xiao Su, and the bridge is flat with gold thread.
The oriole said nothing, the east wind blew, and Zhumen was shut by a thin waist. Golden wisps of grass and green tiles ditch, and six palaces and eyebrows provoke spring sorrow.
It's late. It's raining in Longchi. I'm half dry and half into the building. Outside Guanwa Palace, in the west of Yecheng, the sail is far from the dike.
It's all about spring grass and green grass Pairs of orioles are golden in color, and the chirping of the branches reveals a moving fragrance.
Fortunately, spring is as long as a line, but unfortunately it is entangled in my heart. The imperial willow is like a silk reflecting the nine heavies, and the phoenix window column is embroidered with hibiscus.
Jingyang building is accompanied by thousands of dew, and a new makeup is waiting for Xiao Zhong. The brocade machine speaks English frequently, stopping to cry and remember people.
Simon is still bleak in March, and even if he hangs on the sun, he can't feel spring. Meng Jiao commented that blowing songs and folding willows have many short branches, and short branches have many parting.
The ceremony is far and tired, and the soft strips hang down. Youth has certain festivals, but there is no time for parting.
But don't worry about people and don't complain about being late. Mo Yan has short branches with Sauvignon Blanc in them.
Zhu Yan and Populus cathayensis are in the period of separation. The spring breeze has passed upstairs, and willow songs are in front of the wind.
Branches are not bitter, and grievances last for more than a year. Hua Jing Xue, Ye Ying is late at the beginning.
No one can leave here and be stationed in Jiaohe. Li Shangyin commented that the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear.
Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.
If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. Li Shangyin commented that he sent two poems (Yang Liuzhi, the title of Yuefu poem) to the pavilion, and I will give them to you with wine for the time being, so there is no need to frown and slim down.
The world is dead.