What poems describe the tenacious vitality of grass?

1, "Farewell to Fu Gu" Tang Bai Juyi

The long grass is so lush that the withered grass will thicken the color of the grass every autumn and winter.

Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.

How lush the long grass is. It is thick in autumn and winter every year. Ruthless wildfires can only burn dry leaves. When the spring breeze blows, the earth is green. Weeds and wild flowers spread and flooded the ancient road, and the end of the grass under the bright sun is your journey. I once again sent away my bosom friend, and the thick grass represented my deep affection.

2, "Spring Grass" Tang

Growing up is always a heartless thing, and it has been blowing for another year.

The lush spring grass always urges people to go home as soon as possible, and the spring breeze blows the green grass for another year. Note: Dependency. Lush: The grass grows luxuriantly. "Spring grass grows and grows" and "I won't stay in the mountains for long". Spring grass urges people to go home, so it is called "heartless thing"

3. Five Dynasties Nanxiangzi drizzle wet streamer

The drizzle in Feng Yansi is wet, and the grass grows bitter every year.

The grass wet with drizzle reflects the flowing and blurred brilliance, and every year is accompanied by bitterness.

4, "Looking at the Sea" Han

Trees and paraquat are very lush. Autumn wind makes trees make sad sounds, and the sea is surging.

The specific description of the mountain island: Although the autumn wind is bleak and the vegetation is withered, the island is lush with trees and rich in herbs, giving people a poetic feeling. Although it is a typical autumn environment, there is no bleak autumn mood. This new realm and new style embodies his "old horse crouching tiger, aiming at a thousand miles"

5, "Li Ji" Tang

Yan Song is not broken, and the horses are green.

Army soldiers in the northwest will tidy up their uniforms, dress themselves up and hunt in the Yellow River Corner in the morning and evening.

In the endless singing of heroic geese, geese flying from the border are flying high and grazing horses are barking. Spring has come and the grass on the ground has turned green.