Ancient poems about the beauty of spring

1. What are the poems about the beauty of spring?

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—— Du Fu's "Looking for Flowers Alone by the River"

Jasper Makeup It is as tall as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.

——He Zhizhang's "Ode to the Willow"

Chiri's rivers and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant. The mud melts and flying swallows fly, and the sand is warm for sleeping mandarin ducks. .

——Du Fu's "Quequatrains"

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.

——Wang Wei's "Send Off the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty" Anxi"

Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky.

——Du Fu's "Quatrains"

There are two or three branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the spring river is warm. Duck Prophet.

—— Su Shi's "Hui Chong's "Evening Scene on the Spring River""

Egrets fly in front of Xisai Mountain, and peach blossoms and flowing water are full of mandarin fish.

—— Zhang Zhihe's "The Fisherman's Song"

The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

——Ye Shaoweng's "The Garden Is Not Worth It"

Win On the shore of Surabaya, the endless scenery is new.

——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"

Thousands of miles of orioles are singing, the green is reflected in red, and the water village, mountain and Guo wine flags are in the wind. Four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasties, How many towers are in the mist and rain.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

Suddenly a spring breeze comes overnight, and thousands of pear blossoms bloom. Cen Can's "White Snow Song Sends Judge Wu Back to the Capital"

The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guest houses are green and willow is new. Wang Wei's "Weicheng Song"

The tide of the Spring River reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea is full of tides. Zhang Ruoxu's "Spring River Flowers" "Moonlight Night"

When spring comes, you can hear the singing of birds everywhere. The sound of wind and rain comes at night, and you can tell how many flowers have fallen.

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is flat at first and the clouds are low. The early orioles are vying for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows are pecking at the spring mud. The wild flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and the shallow grass can keep away the horseshoes. My favorite lake is not enough eastward, with green sun and white sand embankment.

Bai Juyi's "Qiantang" "Lake Spring Trip"

Han Yu's

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp,

The color of grass looks far away but not close.

The most This is the benefit of spring in a year,

It is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)

Spring sleep does not wake up to dawn,

Smell it everywhere Birds singing.

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How many flowers have fallen

An ancient poem describing spring

Ode to Willows (He Zhizhang)

The jasper is as high as a tree,

Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like Scissors.

Ancient poems describing spring

Happy Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows the season,

When spring happens.

Sneaking into the night with the wind,

Moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds,

The fire on the river boat is only bright.

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1. Happy rainy spring night. Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty knew the season when it rained well, and when spring happened, it happened.

Sneak into the night with the wind, moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are all dark with clouds, but the river boats are only bright with fire.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn, and the flowers are heavy on the official city. 2. Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake by Bai Juyi in the Tang Dynasty. North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low.

In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves.

My favorite part of the lake is the east side of the lake, where there is a white sand embankment in the shade of green poplars. 3. Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty in Spring. The beautiful sun brings beauty to the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while.

It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. 4. Boating at Guazhou, Song Dynasty Wang Anshi Between Jingkou and Guazhou, there are only a few mountains between Zhongshan and Guazhou.

The spring breeze is green again on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again? 5. Ode to the Willow Tang He Zhizhang The jasper tree is as tall 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.

6. Tian Jing Sha · Chun Yuan Bai Pu The warm sun and gentle wind in the spring mountains, the curtains of the pavilions and the willow swings in the courtyard. Orioles are singing and swallows are dancing, and the flowing water on the small bridge is red.

7. Night Moon Tang Liu Fangping The moonlight is deeper than half of the house, and the North Dipper is slanting towards the south. Tonight, I know that the spring air is warm, and the sound of insects is new through the green window screen.

8. Spring River in the Tang Dynasty on a Flowery Moonlit Night by Zhang Ruoxu The spring river tide reaches the sea level, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river! The river flows gently around the meadow, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like snowflakes. Frost is flying in the sky, and the white sand on the terrace is invisible.

The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is only a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, and the moon and river look alike every year.

I don’t know who Jiang Yue treats, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.

Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs and should be seen in the dressing mirror. The jade door curtain cannot be rolled away, and it comes back when the clothes are smashed and brushed on the anvil.

At this time, we look at each other but do not hear each other, and I hope that the moonlight will shine on you. The swans fly long and fast, and the fishes and dragons dive and jump into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, and it was a pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi and Xiaoxiang roads are endless. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.

9. Birdsong Stream Wang Wei of the Tang Dynasty People are idle, the osmanthus flowers fall, the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. The moonrise scares the mountain birds, and they sing in the spring stream.

10. Spring Snow Tang Dynasty Han Yu There is no youth in the New Year, and I am surprised to see grass buds in early February. The white snow is too late for spring, so it flies through the trees in the garden.

11. Jiangnan Spring, Tang Dynasty, Du Mu. The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, reflecting the red green, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water villages. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

12. Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.

13. Storm·March 7 Su Shi of the Song Dynasty On March 7, it rained in the Shahu Road. The rain gear went away first, and all the companions were in a panic. I didn't realize it, but it was already sunny, so I wrote this word for it.

Don’t listen to the sound of beating leaves through the forest, why not just scream and walk slowly. Bamboo sticks and mango shoes are easier than horses, who is afraid? A coop of mist and rain will last a lifetime.

The steep spring breeze blows away the drunkenness, it is slightly cold, but the mountain tops are shining slantingly. Looking back at the desolate place where I came from, there was neither wind, rain nor sunshine.

14. Village Dwelling, Qing Dynasty, Gao Ding The grass is growing and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.

15. A visit to the garden is not worth it. Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty should be pity for the green moss on the teeth of the clogs, and the small buckle of firewood will not open for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

16. In early spring, the Eighteenth Member of the Ministry of Water, Zhang Wai Tang, Han Yu, the light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away, but there is no grass up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

17. Quatrains by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. The window contains the snow of Qianqiu in the Xiling Mountains, and the door is docked with ships thousands of miles away from Dongwu.

18. Three Poems Recalling the South of the Yangtze River by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty The south of the Yangtze River is good, and the scenery is familiar to me in the past; when the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. Can you not remember Jiangnan? When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, I remember Hangzhou the most; looking for osmanthus seeds in the mountain temple in the middle of the moon, watching the tide on my pillow in the county pavilion.

Will we visit again someday! Reminiscing about the south of the Yangtze River, and then recalling the palace of Wu; A glass of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu girls dancing with drunken hibiscus. See you again sooner or later! 19. Poppy·The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. The Five Dynasties Li Yu The wind returns to the small courtyard and the courtyard is green. Willow eyes continue to spring.

I was silent for half a day, but the sound of the bamboo and the crescent moon were still the same as before. The music and songs have not yet dispersed, but Zun Lei is still there, and the ice on the pond is beginning to melt.

The candles are bright and fragrant, and the painting is deep in the dark hall. The green frost and snow on the temples are all hard to bear. 20. Po Zhenzi · Spring Scenery of the Song Dynasty Yan Shu When the swallows come to Xinshe, the pear blossoms lag behind the Qingming Festival.

There are three or four spots of green moss on the pond, and one or two oriole calls at the bottom of the leaves. The day is long and the catkins are light.

The girl from the east neighbor smiles cleverly and greets her on the mulberry picking path. I wonder if I had a good spring dream last night, but I will win the grass fight today.

Smiling comes from both faces. 21. Xin Lei, Qing Dynasty, Zhang Weiping. Creation is speechless but has feelings. Every time the cold comes, spring is born.

Thousands of red and purple arrangements are waiting for the first sound of new thunder. 22. Looking to the South of the Yangtze River·Transcendent Stage Work by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty The spring is not yet old, the wind is gentle and the willow trees are slanting.

Try to watch it from the transcendent stage, half a trench full of spring water and a whole city full of flowers. Thousands of homes are covered in mist and rain.

After eating cold food, I wake up and sigh. Stop thinking about old friends and homeland, and try new tea with new fire.

Poetry and wine take advantage of the youth. 23. Lin'an Spring Rain at the Beginning of the Song Dynasty Lu You The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people ride in Beijing.

Listen to the spring rain in the small building all night, and sell apricot flowers in the deep alley in the Ming Dynasty. Low paper is laid out diagonally, grass is being made leisurely, and tea is served with fine breasts under the clear window.

Don’t sigh in plain clothes because of the wind and dust, you will still be home at the Qingming Festival. 24. Late Spring, Tang Dynasty, Han Yu. The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with each other.

The poplars and elm pods have no talent and thoughts, but they can only solve the problem of snow flying all over the sky. 25. Early spring in Nanhu, Tang Dynasty, Bai Juyi. The wind returns, the clouds stop, the rain begins to clear, and the sun returns to the lakeside, which is warm and bright again.

The red mountain apricot hair is randomly scattered, and the new green water apple is spread flatly. The white wild goose with low wings is still heavy when flying, and the tongue is astringent and the oriole's speech has not yet been completed.

I don’t know that spring in Jiangnan is not good, as I get sick and lose my mood every year. 26. Die Lian Hua·The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Song Dynasty Li Qingzhao The warm rain and clear wind have just broken through the freeze. Willow eyes and plum blossom cheeks have already felt the heartbeat of spring.

Who has sex with drunken poetry? Tears melt and the remaining pink flowers are heavy. At first I try to clamp the gold thread seam on my shirt, I lean on the mountain pillow, and the hairpin head and phoenix are damaged by the pillow.

There are no good dreams when you are alone and full of sorrow. It is still late at night and there are still lights and flowers. 27. Spring Night, Song Dynasty, Wang Anshi. The sound of incense embers leaking from the golden stove is faint, and the breeze blows and gusts of cold.

The spring scenery makes me sleepless, and the moon moves the shadows of flowers onto the railing. 28. Spring Thoughts by Li Bai, Tang Dynasty The swallow grass is like bisi, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low.

When you return home in your arms, it’s time for my concubine to lose her heart. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain?

29. Boudoir's Grudge by Wang Changling of the Tang Dynasty The young woman in her boudoir knows no worries, and goes up to the green building with her makeup in the spring. Suddenly I saw the color of willows on the street, and I regretted teaching my husband to look for a title.

30. Spring Occasionally Cheng Hao, Song Dynasty The clouds are light and the wind is light. It is almost noon, and the flowers and willows are crossing the front river. At that time, people did not know Yu Xixin's joy, and they would be called young people who took leisure time to study.

31. Wang Sunyou traveled to the south. 3. Beautiful spring poems

The flowers in the forest are falling again, and the grass on the paths is still alive.

——Tang Meng Haoran's "Nine Phases of the Happy King in Spring" In February, the lake water is clear, and every spring bird sings. ——Tang Yu Haoran's "Nine Phases of the Happy King in Spring" The plum blossoms are gone in the cold snow, and the spring breeze returns from the willows.

——"Eight Poems for Palace Music" by Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty The east wind returns with spring, sending flowers on my branches. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Remembering the Sunset in the Mountains" The east wind sprinkles rain and dew, bringing spring to the world.

——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty "Send Qi Ang to Bazhong" In February and March of Xianyang, the palace willows have golden branches. ——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Ancient Style" If the spring grass is sentimental, the mountains are still green.

——Li Bai of the Tang Dynasty, "Reply to Su Xiucai at Kinmen" From time to time, fallen flowers arrive, and the fragrance is carried by the flowing water from afar. ——"Que Ti" by Liu Yanxu of the Tang Dynasty The flying snow accompanies the return of spring, and the good courtyard is free at dawn.

——Tang Liu Minxu's "Snow-covered Hills" The swallow grass is like silk, and the green branches of Qin mulberry are low. ——Tang Du Mu's "Spring Thoughts" In several places, the early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, and the new swallows peck at the spring mud.

——Tang Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake" The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. ——Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty "Early Spring Presents Outside Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water" Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the prophet of the warmth of the spring river.

——Su Shi of the Song Dynasty "Evening Scenery of the Spring River in Huichong" It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its brilliant colors. ——Zhu Xi of the Song Dynasty, "Spring Day" The green poplar smoke outside is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.

——Song Song Qi's "Spring in the Jade House" When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue. ——Tang Bai Juyi's "Remembering the South of the Yangtze River" The morning rain in Weicheng is light and dusty, and the guesthouses are green and the willows are new.

——Tang Wangwei's "Sending the Second Envoy of the Yuan Dynasty to Anxi" Two orioles sang in the green willows, and a row of egrets climbed into the blue sky. ——Du Fu of Tang Dynasty, "Quequatrains" I don't know who can cut it carefully, the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

——"Ode to the Willows" by He Zhizhang of the Tang Dynasty. I heard that Daochun had not yet met each other, so I went to visit Hanmei for news. ——Tang Bai's "Early Spring Letter to Wang Hanyang" Orioles are singing thousands of miles away, reflecting the green river, and the wine flags are blowing in the mountains and rivers of water.

——"Jiangnan Spring Quatrains" by Du Mu of the Tang Dynasty.

4. Ancient poems about spring

Ancient poems describing spring

Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)

Sleeping in spring without realizing the dawn,

Hearing cries everywhere Bird.

The sound of wind and rain at night,

How many flowers have fallen

An ancient poem describing spring

Ode to Willows (He Zhizhang)

The jasper is as high as a tree,

Thousands of green silk ribbons hang down.

I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors .

Ancient poems describing spring

Happy Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu)

Good rain knows the season,

When spring happens.

Sneaking into the night with the wind,

Moisturizing things silently.

The wild paths are all dark with clouds,

The fire on the river boat is only bright.

Look at the red and wet places at dawn,

The city is full of flowers.

An ancient poem describing spring

Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei)

Osmanthus flowers fall when people are idle,

The night is quiet in the spring mountain sky.

The moonrise scares the birds in the mountains,

The time is singing in the spring stream.

Ancient poems describing spring

Qingming (Du Mu)

During the Qingming Festival, it rains heavily,

Pedestrians on the road want to die.

May I ask where the restaurant is?

The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village.

An ancient poem describing spring

Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi)

The beauty of April in the world is gone,

The peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

I always regret that there is no place to return to in spring,

I don’t know where to turn.

Ancient poems describing spring

Late Spring (Han Yu)

The grass and trees know that spring will soon return,

All kinds of red and purple compete with each other.

The poplars and elm pods have no ideas,

but they can only explain the snow flying all over the sky.

An ancient poem describing spring

In early spring, Zhang Shiba, member of the Ministry of Water, (Han Yu)

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp,

The color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The best thing about spring is,

The most beautiful smoke willows are all over the imperial capital.

An ancient poem describing spring

Chunxing (Wu Yuanheng)

The willows are overcast and the drizzle is clear,

All the remaining flowers have fallen, and the wandering orioles are seen.

The spring breeze blows the dream of hometown all night long,

Then the spring breeze comes to Luocheng.

Ancient poems describing spring

Titled Nanzhuang of the Capital City (Cui Hu)

In this gate last year today,

The peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red.

I don't know where the human face is.

The peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze.

Ancient poems describing spring

Quatrains (Du Fu)

Late in the day, the mountains and rivers are beautiful,

The spring breeze smells of flowers and grass.

The mud melts and swallows fly.

The sand is warm and the mandarin ducks sleep.

Ancient poems describing spring

River Walking alone by the bank in search of flowers (Du Fu)

Huang Si’s maiden’s house is full of flowers,

Thousands of flowers weigh down the branches.

Butterflies dance all the time,

The oriole cries at ease. 5. Ancient poems about spring

When will the swallows fly back from the spring outing to the lake, and the peach blossoms on the bank will bloom when dipped in the water.

The spring breeze breaks the bridge and no one can save it, and the small boat pushes out the willow shade. Peach Blossoms in Dalin Temple Bai Juyi's world is full of beauty in April, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temple are beginning to bloom.

I always regret that I can’t find a place to return in spring, and I don’t know how to turn around. Inscribed on Nanzhuang of the Capital City, Cui Hu last year, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the faces reflected each other's red.

I don’t know where the human face is, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze. Quatrain: A short canopy is tied in the shade of an ancient tree in Zhinan, and a staff and tributary help me cross the east bridge.

My clothes are wet with the apricot blossom rain, and the willow wind blows on my face without chilling it. Spring outing in Fengle Pavilion. Ouyang Xiu has red trees and green mountains. The sun is setting, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless green.

Visitors, no matter whether they are young or old, come and go in front of the pavilion and step on the fallen flowers. Walking alone by the river looking for flowers. Du Fu and Huang Si’s natal family’s pedestal is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches.

The butterflies dance around and play, and the orioles sing at ease. ] Suxi Pavilion Dai Shulun Suxi Pavilion has long grass, who leans against the east wind for twelve lanterns.

Spring is late when the eaves are not back, and the apricot blossoms are cold in the misty rain. Enjoy the spring breeze caressing your cheeks, and the peach and willow trees praise the beauty of spring.

Reciting spring poems indoors will increase the feeling of spring. During the Spring Festival of the Tang Dynasty, Du Fu was solemn and solemn, and the details were late, and the flowers were red and light.

The day is long, the male bird is far away, the spring is far away, and the only firewood and thorn trees appear in the early spring. Zhang Shiba, a member of the Ministry of Water, is outside the Tang Dynasty. The light rain on Han Yutian Street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but not up close. The most beautiful thing about spring is that it is better than smoke and willows all over the imperial capital.

"Moonlight Night on the Spring River" by Zhang Ruoxu The tide of the Spring River reaches the level of the sea, and the bright moon on the sea rises with the tide. The twinkling waves follow the waves for thousands of miles, but there is no moon on the spring river anywhere.

The river flows around Fangdian, and the moonlight shines on the flowers and forests like sleet. The frost is flying in the sky unknowingly, The white sand on the pavilion cannot be seen.

The river and sky are completely dust-free, and there is a solitary moon in the bright sky. Who by the river saw the moon for the first time? When did Jiang Yue shine on people? Life is endless from generation to generation, but the river and the moon are only similar year after year.

I don’t know who the river moon is waiting for, but I see the Yangtze River sending flowing water. The white clouds are slowly disappearing, and the green maple pond is full of sorrow.

Whose family is cheating tonight? Where do I miss Mingyue Tower? The poor moon wanders upstairs, it should be shining away from the makeup mirror. The jade curtain can't be rolled away, and it comes back when it is smashed and brushed on the anvil.

At this time, we look at each other but don’t hear each other. I hope the moonlight will shine on you. The wild geese fly long and fast, and the fish and dragon dive into the water.

Last night I dreamed of falling flowers in the pond, but it was pity that I didn’t return home in the middle of spring. The spring water in the river is gone, and the moon has set in the west again.

The slanting moon hides the sea fog, and the Jieshi Xiaoxiang road is endless. I don’t know how many people are returning by the moon. The falling moon shakes the trees all over the river with love.

In spring, Zhu Xi's victory is found on the shore of Surabaya, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize the spring breeze, and it is always spring with its colorful colors.

Ode to the Willow He Zhizhang The jasper made up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk threads hanging down. I don’t know who to cut out carefully. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong. Su Shi has two or three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and he is a prophet of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wilted wormwood and short reed buds, which is the time when puffer fish are about to come.

Wei Yingwu's "West Stream in Chuzhou" There is a lonely grassy stream growing beside it, and there are orioles singing in the deep trees. The spring tide brings rain in a hurry, and there is no boat crossing the wild crossing.

In the Yulou Spring and Song Dynasties, Qidong City gradually felt that the scenery was beautiful, and the wrinkled ripples welcomed guests. The dawn outside the green poplar smoke is light and cold, and the red apricot branches are full of spring.

Floating growth hates the lack of pleasure, but I am willing to love my daughter. I smile lightly, hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening light among the flowers. Visiting the garden is not worth it. Ye Shaoweng should take pity on his clogs and the moss marks on his teeth. The door of the small buckle firewood cannot be opened for a long time.

The garden is full of spring scenery and can’t be shut in. A branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Spring Dawn Meng Haoran slept in spring without realizing the dawn, hearing birds singing everywhere.

The sound of wind and rain at night makes you know how many flowers have fallen. Spring Poems Liu Yuxi's new makeup is suitable for facing the Zhulou, locked in the spring scenery and sorrow in the courtyard.

Walking to the atrium to count the flowers, dragonflies flew up to the jade and scratched their heads. Spring Rain Li Shangyin lays down in his white New Year gown, with a sparse white door and a lot of regrets.

The red building looks cold to each other across the rain, and Deng returns home alone with pearls and foil floating in the air. Spring Thoughts Li Bai Yancao is as green as silk, Qin mulberry has low green branches.

When you return home in your arms, it’s time for my concubine to lose her heart. If you don't know the spring breeze, why should you enter the Luo curtain? Spring Resentment Liu Fangping's screen window was getting dusk as the sun set, and no one in the golden house saw traces of tears.

Spring is late in the lonely empty garden, and the pear blossoms are all over the ground but the door is closed. Spring Hope: Du Fu's country has broken mountains and rivers, and the city has deep spring vegetation.

I shed tears when I am grateful for the flowers, and I am frightened when I hate others. The war rages on for three months, and a letter from home is worth ten thousand gold.

The white-headed scratches are shorter, and the lust is overwhelming. Spring Palace Song Wang Changling Last night the wind opened the peach trees in the well, and the moon was high in the front hall of Weiyang.

Pingyang's singing and dancing are new favorites, and the spring cold outside the curtain gives them brocade robes. In the spring of Zuo Province, Du Fu's flowers are hidden in the wall, and the birds are chirping and passing by.

The stars are moving in thousands of households, and the moon is in the sky. I don't sleep to listen to the golden key, because the wind misses the jade.

There is a seal in the Ming Dynasty. How about the night? Visiting the Jinling Mausoleum with Prime Minister Lu in early spring. Du Shenyan was the only eunuch visitor who was surprised by the new phenology. Yunxia rises above the sea, plum blossoms and willows cross the river in spring.

The sweet air urges the yellow bird, and the clear light turns to the green apple. Suddenly I heard the ancient tune of the song, and I felt like thinking about it. 6. Ancient poems about spring (10)

The orioles sing in thousands of miles, the green reflects the red, and the wine flags in the water villages and mountains are blown by the wind. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

North of Gushan Temple and west of Jia Pavilion, the water surface is initially flat and the clouds are low. In several places, early orioles compete for warmth in the trees, while new swallows peck at the spring mud. The random flowers are gradually charming the eyes, and only Asakusa has no horse hooves. My favorite lake is eastward, with green sun and white sand embankment.

——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

The beautiful scenery of Surabaya is found in the beautiful sun, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, spring is always bright and colorful.

——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"

Thousands of apricot trees bloom by the river, and the wind blows all night. The garden is full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves. ——Wang Ya's "Spring Outing Song"

The misty scenery is green after the rain, and the remaining clouds are scattered on a sunny day. The east wind returns with spring and brings flowers to my branches.

It is almost twilight when the flowers fall. It makes people sigh when they see this. I would like to travel to famous mountains and learn the Tao of Flying Dansha.

——Li Bai's "Recollections of the Setting Sun in the Mountains"

Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, Zhongshan is separated by several layers of water, and the spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

——Wang Anshi's "Mooring the Boat in Guazhou"

Ying Lian's teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood door has not been opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

——Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It"

It is snowing in the Tianshan Mountains in May, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.

——Li Bai's "Song under the Sai"

The spring scenery in Wuyuan is not too late, and the weeping willows are not hanging silk in February. The ice is blooming on the riverside today, and it is the time when flowers are falling in Chang'an.

——Zhang Jingzhong's "Bianci"

The scenery of mountains and objects creates the splendor of spring. Don't be tempted to return home because of the light shade. Even if the sky is bright and there is no color of rain, my clothes will still be stained deep in the clouds.

——Zhang Xu's "A Guest in the Mountains"

The oriole crows at ease. The oriole crows thousands of miles away, the green reflects the red, and the wine flag winds in the water village, mountain and Guo. There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and there are many towers in the mist.

——Du Mu's "Jiangnan Spring"

——Bai Juyi's "Spring Journey to Qiantang Lake"

The beautiful scenery of Surabaya is found in the beautiful sun, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, spring is always bright and colorful.

——Zhu Xi's "Spring Day"

Thousands of apricot trees bloom by the river, and the wind blows all night. The garden is full of dark and light colors, shining in the green waves. ——Wang Ya's "Spring Outing Song"

The misty scenery is green after the rain, and the remaining clouds are scattered on a sunny day. The east wind returns with spring and brings flowers to my branches.

It is almost twilight when the flowers fall. It makes people sigh when they see this. I would like to travel to famous mountains and learn the Tao of Flying Dansha.

——Li Bai's "Recollections of the Setting Sun in the Mountains"

Jingkou Guazhou is separated by water, Zhongshan is separated by several layers of water, and the spring breeze is green on the south bank of the river. When will the bright moon shine on me again?

——Wang Anshi's "Mooring the Boat in Guazhou"

——Ye Shaoweng's "A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It"

It is snowing in the Tianshan Mountains in May, but there are no flowers, only cold. I hear broken willows in the flute, but I have never seen the spring scenery.

——Li Bai's "Song under the Sai"

——Zhang Jingzhong's "Bianci"

——Zhang Xu's "Guests on a Mountain Tour" Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me①. When the sun rises, the flowers on the river are as red as fire②, and when spring comes, the river is as green as blue③. Can you not remember Jiangnan?

When I recall the south of the Yangtze River, Hangzhou is the most memorable. Looking for osmanthus seeds in the middle of the moon in the mountain temple, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will we visit again?

Reminiscing about Jiangnan, followed by recalling Wu Palace. A cup of Wu wine with spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dances with drunken hibiscus. Will we meet again sooner or later? 7. Poems describing the beauty of spring

1. Poems describing the beauty of spring

Quatrains

Du Fu

Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, the spring breeze brings flowers and plants fragrant.

The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand.

2. Notes

①Chiri: Spring is getting longer, so it is called Chiri.

②Murdong: This refers to the soil being moist and moist.

③Mandarin duck: a kind of water bird. Male and female birds often appear together.

3. Translation

The mountains and rivers are bathed in the spring light, so beautiful, and the spring breeze brings the fragrance of flowers and plants. Swallows were busy building nests with wet mud in their mouths, and pairs of mandarin ducks slept on the warm sand.

4. Brief analysis

The poet starts the whole poem with "Chi Ri", highlighting the characteristics of the warm sunshine in spring and the prosperity of all things, and organically combines the objects described in the poem As a whole, they form a bright and harmonious spring picture. The words "chiri", "jiangshan", "spring breeze" and "flowers and grass" in the first two sentences form a large scene outlined in thick lines, and the words "beautiful" and "fragrant" at the end of the sentence highlight the poet's strong feelings; the last two sentences The sentences are specific pictures drawn with fine brushwork, combining movement and stillness, including dynamic depictions of swallows flying and static portrayals of sleeping mandarin ducks. The busyness of the flying swallows contains the vitality of spring, while the leisurely nature of the mandarin ducks reveals the gentleness of spring. The movement and silence complement each other. All of this is bathed in the warm sunshine, harmonious and beautiful, and really gives people a sense of spring.

8. Ten ancient poems that describe spring

An ancient poem that describes spring, Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran). Spring sleeps without realizing the dawn, and I hear birds singing everywhere. The sound of wind and rain at night, how many flowers have fallen. An ancient poem that describes spring, Ode to the Willows (He Zhizhang) The jasper is as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down. I don't know who cut out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. An ancient poem describing spring is "happy rain on a spring night" (Du Fu) Good rain knows the season, when spring is happening. Sneak into the night with the wind, Moisturizing things silently. The wild paths are dark with clouds, and the fires of river boats are only bright. Look at the red and wet place at dawn, and the flowers are heavy in the official city. An ancient poem describing spring, Birdsong Stream (Wang Wei) People are idle, osmanthus flowers are falling, and the night is quiet in the spring sky. The moonrise frightens the mountain birds, and they chirp in the spring stream. An ancient poem describing spring in Qingming (Du Mu) Rains fall heavily during Qingming, and passers-by feel like they are dying. I asked where the restaurant is, and the shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. An ancient poem describing spring is Dalin Temple Peach Blossom. (Bai Juyi) The fragrance of April in the world is gone, and the peach blossoms in the mountain temples are beginning to bloom. The eternal regret of spring has nowhere to go, and I don’t know where to turn. An ancient poem describing spring, late spring (Han Yu) The grass and trees know that spring will soon return, and all kinds of red and purple compete with the fragrance. Yanghuayu I have no talent, but I can only interpret the snow flying all over the sky. An ancient poem describing spring, "Early Spring" by Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water (Han Yu) The light rain on the sky street is as moist as crisp, the color of grass looks far away but is not visible up close. The most beneficial thing about spring is that it is better than the willows full of smoke. Du. An ancient poem describing spring, Chunxing (Wu Yuanheng). The willows are overcast and the drizzle is clear, and all the remaining flowers have fallen to see the wandering orioles. The spring breeze blows the dream of hometown all night, and then chases the spring breeze to Luocheng. Geng Dingdu hired Yuan Gailai who went to Beijing to describe spring. An ancient poem about Capital Nanzhuang (Cui Hu) Last year, today, in this gate, the peach blossoms on the human face reflected each other's red. The human face did not know where to go, but the peach blossoms still smiled at the spring breeze. An ancient poem describing spring (Du Fu) The country is beautiful late in the day, and the flowers and grass are fragrant in the spring breeze. The mud is melting and the swallows are flying, and the sand is warm and the mandarin ducks are sleeping. An ancient poem describing spring, Walking alone by the river to find flowers (Du Fu) Huang Si's maiden's house is full of flowers, with thousands of flowers hanging low on the branches. The butterflies are lingering and dancing from time to time, and the orioles are chirping at ease. 9. Ancient poems about spring

Spring Dawn (Meng Haoran)

Spring sleeps without knowing the dawn,

I hear birds singing everywhere.

The wind and rain come at night The sound,

How many flowers have fallen

Yong Willow (He Zhizhang)

The jasper is made up into a tree as high as a tree,

Ten thousand green silks hang down 绦.

I don’t know who cut out the thin leaves,

The spring breeze in February is like scissors

"Early Spring, Zhang Shiba of the Ministry of Water"

Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

Thousands of apricot trees grow by the river,

A new night of wind blows.

The garden is full of dark and light colors,

shining in the green waves.

Ancient poems describing spring (four poems)

The light rain on the street is as moist as crisp,

The color of grass looks far away but not up close.

The most advantageous thing about spring is that it is the best.

The entire imperial capital is filled with smoke and willows.

Tang Hanyu's "Early Spring Report to the Eighteen Members of the Water Department"

Thousands of apricot trees grow by the river,

A new night of wind blows.

The garden is full of dark and light colors,

Shining in the green waves

"Spring Outing Song" by Wang Ya of the Tang Dynasty

The New Year is not fragrant Hua,

I was surprised to see grass buds in early February.

The white snow is too late for spring,

So the trees in the garden are like flying flowers

"Spring Snow" by Han Yu of the Tang Dynasty

The solemn tidbits are late,

Phenphenanthrin is light.

The day-long male bird,

Spring is far away alone, and the chai Jing is alone

"Spring Festival" by Du Fu of the Tang Dynasty

Eight Sounds of Ganzhou

·Early Spring Picture

Sigh that the cold wind in February is biting my loyal bones,

Why is early spring so cold?

The song ends but the people are still there,

Tears have been shed all over,

The pavilion is ten miles long.

I miss you so much every day,

I suddenly woke up from my dream tonight.

The dream told me,

Don’t wait any longer.

Looking to the end of the world,

Who is accompanying you now?

The top of Mount Tai.

The red sun shines forever,

The blue waves sway across the vast expanse.

Where is the hero who crossed the sea now?

I have already poured my blood into the Qinling Mountains.