Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran) This spring morning, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere. How many flowers fall after a stormy night.
Liu Yong (Ho) Jasper is dressed as a tree with 10,000 green silks. I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knows the rainy season, which happens in spring. Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently.
Bird-singing Creek (Wang Wei) people are idle with osmanthus flowers, and the night is quiet and the mountains are empty. When the moon comes out, the birds are startled, and the sound enters the spring stream.
During the Qingming Festival (Du Mu), it rained heavily, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy pointed to Xinghua Village.
Peach blossoms bloom in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) in April. I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here.
In late spring (Han Yu), the grass tree knows that spring is coming back, and all kinds of red and purple compete for Fang Fei. Even the fickle elm tree without beautiful colors is unwilling to be lonely, dancing with the wind and turning into snowflakes flying all over the sky.
In the early spring, it was raining lightly outside the Ministry of Water (Hanyu), and the grass color in the distance was close. This is the most beautiful season of the year, far better than the late spring of the green willow.
Chunxing (Wu) Liu Yin is raining, and the residual flowers are gone to see the warbler. Last night, the spring breeze blew away my sweet dream of homesickness. In my dream, I chased the spring breeze back to my hometown.
Nanzhuang (Cuihu) Title City Today last year, peach blossoms set each other off. Today, I came here again. I don't know where the girl went. Only the peach blossoms are still there, smiling in full bloom in the spring breeze.
Du Fu's beauty lies in mountains and rivers, and flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Swallows are busy nesting in wet mud and sleeping in pairs on the warm beach.
Looking for flowers by the river alone (Du Fu) Huang Si's maiden is full of flowers, and thousands of flowers are low. The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
Poems describing autumn
Qiu Si (Zhang Jishi) saw the autumn wind in Luoyang City, and he wanted a writer to write a book. I can't tell you how hurried I am. Pedestrians are pouring in, Kaifeng.
Autumn night in the mountains (Tang) After the rain, the mountains are empty and stand in the autumn night. The bright moon shed clear light from the cracks and cleared the fountain on the rocks.
The Nightingale on an Autumn Night The ghost woman of Tang Dynasty was born with autumn dew, but she was too thin to change her clothes. The long night is full of affectionate silver, guarding the empty room with fear and jealousy, and can't bear to sleep.
In the middle of the night, a bright moon enveloped the capital in the Tang Dynasty. The autumn wind blew Yi Dao's voice, and every household remembered the people guarding the border. When will the border war be settled and when will my husband end his expedition?
"Qiu Deng Xuancheng Xie Tiao North Building" In the Tang Dynasty, Li Bai's Jiangcheng was picturesque, with beautiful mountains and clear waters and clear skies in Wan Li. The rain caught the mirror and the rainbow fell on the double bridge. Orange forest pomelo is set off in the cold smoke of kitchen smoke; Autumn is boundless, and the phoenix tree has become old. Besides me, who will think of the North Tower and welcome the autumn wind, Miss Xie?
Night berth Jiande Jiangtang Meng Haoran When my boat was sailing in the fog, the days were getting shorter and the memories of the old days began. The vastness of the wilderness is deeper than trees, and the moon is very close to the moon. "Autumn Night" Tang Du Muyin painted a cold screen with a candle and a small fan flapping at fireflies. Day and night are as cool as water. Sit and watch the morning glory and Vega.
Climbing the mountain, Tang Du Fu sobbed in a sharp wind from the wide sky, and the birds were flying home to the clear lakes and white beaches.