Poem on Spring Rain Grass in Lushan Mountain 1. Praise Lushan, willow, grass and spring rain.
Wanglushan Wulaofeng
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Five old peaks in the southeast of Lushan Mountain,
The sky covered Jin Furong.
Jiujiang is beautiful and can be tied up.
I will build a nest here.
He Zhang's "Singing Willow";
Jasper dressed up as a tree,
Ten thousand hanging green silk tapestries;
I don't know who cut off the thin leaves,
The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
(Bai Juyi: "Farewell to Ancient Grass")
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it.
Du Fu in Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy.
Stay away from the west lake
Tang Bai Juyi
The journey is sad, and the ancestral account leaves the throat.
Tristan doesn't have to keep five horses, and Huang En can only stay for three years.
Song mats are laid under the shade of green vines, and prostitutes boats are parked in red lotus flowers.
Looking back everywhere, you can love, but it is not the lake that is difficult.
Chinese plum
Wang Anshi
There are some plums in the corner, and cold ling opens them alone.
It is not enough to know the snow from a distance, because it has a faint fragrance.
2. What poems praise Lushan Mountain, grass, spring rain, plum blossom and willow tree?
Poems praising the majestic momentum of the Yellow River: Nine songs of Wan Li Yellow River sand, waves and waves blowing from the horizon.
Poems praising Lushan Waterfall have flown down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days. A poem praising willow: Jasper dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
Poems praising the grass and wildfires never completely swallowed them up, but they grew tall again in the spring breeze. Poems praising the spring rain know the rainy season and when spring will come.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. Poetry praising plum blossoms, not seeking spring, only reporting spring.
Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun. The poem of chanting bamboo insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken rocks.
A thousand blows are still strong, and you are in the east, west, north and south. The poem praising lime is broken and muddy, but it will stay on earth.
Poems praising pine trees: heavy snow is overwhelming pine trees, and pine trees are tall and straight. You know, pine trees are noble and clean until the snow melts. 10. Farewell poems play an important role in China's ancient poems. Many famous poets have excellent works. Li Bai, who was about to leave by boat, suddenly heard a song on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love. Gao Shi's "Don't Move Big" Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you. In Wang Changling, I left Xin Jian at Furong Inn, where it was freezing and rainy, and I entered Wu at night. In Pingming, Fujian and Chushan are lonely. Friends and relatives in Luoyang are the same, and there is ice in the jade pot.
The second envoy sent Yuan, Anxi Wang Wei Acropolis, raining and dusting, and the guest house was green and willow-colored. I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
Farewell to the viceroy, and leave Bo, separated by the wall of Sanqin and the fog of five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
3. What poems praise Lushan Mountain, grass, spring rain, plum blossom and willow tree?
Poems praising the majestic momentum of the Yellow River: Nine songs of Wan Li Yellow River sand, waves and waves blowing from the horizon.
Poems praising Lushan Waterfall have flown down to thousands of feet, and it is suspected that the Milky Way has set for nine days.
A poem praising willow: Jasper dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.
Poems praising the grass and wildfires never completely swallowed them up, but they grew tall again in the spring breeze.
Poems praising the spring rain know the rainy season and when spring will come. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Poetry praising plum blossoms, not seeking spring, only reporting spring. Don't boast about the good color, just let the air be full of dried Kun.
The poem of chanting bamboo insists that the green hills are not relaxed, and the roots are broken rocks. A thousand blows are still strong, and you are in the east, west, north and south.
The poem praising lime is broken and muddy, but it will stay on earth.
Poems praising pine trees: heavy snow is overwhelming pine trees, and pine trees are tall and straight. You know, pine trees are noble and clean until the snow melts.
10. Farewell poems play an important role in China's ancient poems, and many famous poets have excellent works.
To Wang Lun (Li Bai) Li Bai was about to go by boat when he suddenly heard singing on the shore.
Even if the Peach Blossom Pond is deep, it is not as deep as Wang Lun's sending away my love.
Gao Shi's "Don't Move Big" Thousands of miles away in Huang Yun, the north wind blows geese and snow in succession.
Mochow has no confidant in the road ahead, and everyone in the world doesn't know you.
In Wang Changling, I left Xin Jian at Furong Inn, where it was freezing and rainy, and I entered Wu at night. In Pingming, Fujian and Chushan are lonely.
Friends and relatives in Luoyang are the same, and there is ice in the jade pot.
The second envoy sent Yuan, Anxi Wang Wei Acropolis, raining and dusting, and the guest house was green and willow-colored.
I advise you to have a glass of wine. There is no reason not to go out.
Farewell to the viceroy, and leave Bo, separated by the wall of Sanqin and the fog of five rivers. We said goodbye sadly, and our two officials went in opposite directions.
After all, the world is just a small place. Why are you wandering at the fork in the road? The child is holding a towel.
4. Write poems praising Lushan Mountain, willow, grass, spring rain, West Lake and snow as required.
Lushan mountain:
The purple mist is illuminated by sunlight, and the waterfall hangs in front of the mountain. -Li Bai's Lushan Waterfall
I can't recognize the true face of Lushan Mountain because I am there. -Su Shi titled Xilin Wall
Willow:
Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries. -He Zhangzhi's "Singing Willow"
The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. -Bai Juyi, Xinliu
Grass:
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. -Bai Juyi's "Giving the Original Grass"
Who can say that a filial child like the weak can repay his mother's love like the sunshine in spring? -Meng Jiao's Wandering Sons
Spring rain:
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. -Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night"
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future. -Tang Hanyu, "Early Spring is the Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water Affairs"
West Lake:
After all, the scenery of the West Lake in mid-June is not the same as that at four o'clock-Yang Wanli's "Seeing the Forest at Jingci Temple"
If you want to compare the West Lake to the West Lake, heavy makeup and light makeup are always appropriate. -Su Shi's Drinking Rain after Chu Qing on the Lake.
Snow:
Suddenly, like a night wind blowing, like a pear tree in blossom. -Cen Can's Farewell to Tian Shuji Wu's Homecoming, Song of Snow.
The snow in Mei Xu Xun is three points white, but the snow has lost a kind of plum fragrance. -Lu Meipo's Notice
Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow off XuanYuanTai. -the popularity of Li Bai in the north