Poetry about spring 1. Poetry about spring
"Spring Dawn" Tang Meng Haoran This morning in spring, I woke up briskly, and birds were singing everywhere.
How many flowers fall after a stormy night. He Biyu in Tang Dynasty is composed of ten thousand green silk tapestries hanging from a tree.
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" Don Du Fu knows when it will rain and when spring will come.
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. "Peach Blossom in Dalin Temple" Tang Bai Juyi's world was beautiful in April, and peach blossoms in Shanxi began to bloom.
I want to find a place where my life is dying, but I don't know that it has been moved here. "Qiantang Spring Tour" Tang Baijuyi Gushan Temple is located in the north of Jiating West, with a low water level at first.
Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests. Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of green trees. "Hui Chong" Song Sushi's Peach Blossom outside Bamboo is a prophet of warm ducks on the river.
The beach is covered with wormwood, asparagus is beginning to sprout, and puffer fish are preparing to swim upstream from the sea back to the river. "It's not worth going to the park." Ye Songshao Weng should pity his teeth and seal his fur, but Xiao Kouchai Fei won't open for a long time.
But this spring spring, after all, can't be caged. Look, there is a pink apricot sticking out of the wall. "Spring Day" Song Zhuxi wins the day to find the waterfront, and the boundless scene is new.
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere. "Remembering Jiangnan is good" Tang Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good and the scenery is old.
When spring comes, the sun rises from the river, the flowers on the river are brighter than red, and the green river is greener than the blue grass. How can we make people not miss Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable is Hangzhou.
Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you revisit? Jiang Nanyi, followed by Wu Gong.
Wu Yi cup of spring bamboo leaves, Wu Wa dance lotus drunk. Will we meet again sooner or later? .
2. Poetry and ancient poems about spring
People don't know where to go, but the peach blossoms are still smiling —— Cuihu (Tang Dynasty) —— The village in the south of the city is full of crimson wind and green leaves —— Du Mu (Tang Dynasty) —— Sighing flowers is a green show in the Spring Festival Evening, and the rocks are high and the clouds are high —— Xie Lingyun (Southern and Northern Dynasties) ——— entering the lake mouth. The sky is drizzly and crisp, but the grass is close at hand —— the water in the north of Han River and the south of the Yangtze River is flooding the sky —— Huang Tingjian (Song Dynasty) —— Yuan Yuanming's Ji Yun Ziyou's Jasper tapestry hangs down —— He (Tang Dynasty )——— Liu Yong I woke up in a relaxed mood on this spring morning, and birds were singing everywhere ——— Meng Haoran (Tang Dynasty) ———— Xiao Chun.
3. Ask for three poems about spring
In the spring morning, I woke up carefree. Birds sang everywhere around me, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I want to know how many flowers were broken. That ancient poem about spring, Jasper dressed up as a tree and hung 10 thousand green silk tapestries. 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), an ancient poem describing spring, knows the rainy season when spring comes. The wind sneaked into the night and everything was silent. The wild path is very dark. Flowers weigh heavily on Jinguan City. An ancient poem describing spring (Wang Wei) osmanthus flowers are everywhere, and the night is quiet and the spring mountains are empty. When the moon rises, the birds startle the mountains, and the spring stream rings. The ancient poem describing spring is Qingming (Du Mu). During the Qingming Festival, there are many rains, and pedestrians on the road want to die. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. Ancient poems describe spring, and peach blossoms in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) bloom in April. I don't know how it got like this. The ancient poem describing spring is Late Spring (Han Yu). Caoshu knows that spring will come back soon, and all kinds of bloom are full of flowers and plums. And Yu pod have no talent, but they can only solve the snowflakes flying all over the sky. This ancient poem describing the early spring is as crisp as the drizzle in the sky of Zhang Shiba (Han Yu) of the Ministry of Water Resources, and the grass color is not close from a distance. The most important thing is that the plan for one year lies in the benefits of spring, which is better than the smoke willow in the imperial city. This ancient poem describes that I chased the spring breeze to Los Angeles again in spring. The ancient poem describing spring is called Chengnan Zhuang (Cuihu). At this door last year, peach blossoms set each other off. Peach blossoms still smile at the spring breeze. The poem about spring (Du Fu) has beautiful mountains and rivers, and the flowers and plants are fragrant in the spring breeze. Mud melts into swallows, sand warms Yuanyang to sleep. Du Fu, an ancient poem describing spring. Huang Si's family is full of flowers.
4. What are the poems about spring?
1. In the spring morning, I woke up easily, and birds were singing everywhere.
(Meng Haoran: "Spring Dawn") 2. But how much love does an inch of grass have? (Meng Jiao: Ode to a Wanderer) 3. When those red berries come in spring, they flush on your southern branches. (Wang Wei: Acacia) 4. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
(Du Fu: Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night. Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they grew taller again in the spring breeze. (Bai Juyi: (Farewell to ancient grass)) 6. Plant a millet in spring and harvest 10 thousand seeds in autumn.
(Li Shen: Compassion for Farmers) 7. Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers last forever, and the spring of trees and grass is back. (Du Fu: "Spring Hope") 8. Falling red is not heartless, but turning into spring mud protects flowers more.
(Gong Zizhen: (Ji Hai Miscellaneous History) 9. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. (He: Singing Willow) 10. Spring garden can't be closed, an apricot goes out of the wall.
Ye Shaoweng: It's not worth going to the park.
5. Two poems about spring, summer, autumn and winter.
A poem about spring "Spring Dawn" Don Menghao Ran In the morning of spring, I woke up briskly, surrounded by birds singing, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers were broken. "Singing Willow" Tanghe Zhangzhi Jasper adorns trees, and thousands of strands of green silk tapestries hang down. 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" Don Du Fu knows the rainy season when spring happens. The wind sneaked into the night and moistened things silently. The wild path is completely black and the river is clear. Flowers put a heavy burden on the golden crown. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple in Tang Dynasty were in full bloom in April, and peach blossoms in Shansi Temple began to bloom. I have long hated that I can't find a place in spring, but I don't know where to ask for help. In the spring outing of Qiantang Lake in Tang Dynasty, the water level in the west of Jiating Temple in the north was low. A few early warblers compete for warm trees, and new swallows peck at spring mud. Flowers are getting attractive, but shallow grass can lose horseshoes. The green willows are only yellow and half jagged. If you stay in the beautiful forest, you will be a flower-watcher when you go out. One of the riverside scenery in Hui Chong, Su Shi has three peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and the duck prophet warms the riverside. Artemisia selengensis is covered with short reed buds, which is when the puffer fish wants to come up. The garden is not worth it. Ye Songshao Weng should pity his fangs and seal the moss, but Chai Fei can't open it for a long time. Spring scenery cannot be harvested in the whole garden. Jiangnan is good. Tang Bai Juyi is good in Jiangnan, and the scenery is familiar. At sunrise, the river is red, and in spring, the river is green, like blue. Can you forget Jiangnan? Jiang Nanyi, the most memorable place is Hangzhou. Looking for laurel trees in Zhongshan Temple in the month, watching the tide on the pillow in the county pavilion. When will you come again? Jiang Nanyi, followed by martial arts, Wu Jiu, a cup of spring bamboo leaves, and Wu Wa and Furong got drunk dancing. Will we meet again sooner or later? Second, about the summer poem "Summer Night Sigh", Du Fu in the Tang Dynasty never died, and it was poisonous to the intestines. Andrew Wan Lifeng, floating, blowing my clothes. Haotian is a musician from Kazuki Watanabe, and the lush forests are sparse and bright. Midsummer bitter night is short, and the porch is cool. I can see the nuances, in vain, feathers flying. Things are full of details, so I feel comfortable with them. I miss Peter Huo Jiasi. I am poor. Storks are flying, too It is only when the situation is tired that you are tired, and it is only when you think intensely that you are healthy. The first summer, Tang Baiju in Xia Meng is full of things, so it's good to plant it for a while. Elk loves mountains and forests, and insects and snakes are like grass. Xiangniao loves dense leaves, swimming in scales and enjoying new algae. The sky is gone, but I wither alone. After all, all flesh and blood are far away. There is no one in the old country. Cooking moxibustion will not make you faint early. You go to the temple at the foot of the mountain and get drunk in the middle of the lake at dusk. Why are you going back to your hometown? How could you die? Summer is in the south pavilion, the mountain-light suddenly fails in the west, Haoran, and the moon is east of the lake. Open the window to rest, the wind sends lotus fragrance, and the bamboo leaves drip. I want to pick up the pipa and play the piano, but, alas, who here understands? . Feeling this homesickness, you dream of staying up all night. Xia Meng and Tang family are like a bamboo shoot. Frogs make orchestral sounds. Tang Gao's "Mountain Pavilion Summer" is full of dark trees, and the balcony reflects the pond. Crystal curtains are cool and breezy, and the roses are fragrant all over the courtyard. Summer is an idyllic poem (I) by Song and Fan Chengda. Plums are golden and apricot-fat, and wheat is white and cauliflower is sparse. No one climbed over the fence, only dragonflies and butterflies were flying. In a small pond, Song and Yang Wan Li's eyes are silent and trickle. Dragonflies have been standing at the top. Song Yang Wanli, after all, in mid-June, the scenery of the West Lake is different from that at four o'clock. The next day, the lotus leaf was infinitely blue, and the lotus was red in the sun. Drunken Book of Wanghu Building On June 27th, Song Sushi's dark clouds crossed mountains and mountains, and white rain jumped into the boat. The wind comes and goes, looking at the water under the lake. Wang Song weakened the breeze. There is snow in Kunlun Mountain, but it is often cold in Penglai. If you can't take it to the world, why swim in it? In Unknown Miscellaneous Poems, the sun in Shi Naian is scorching, and the wild rice in Tianhe is half burnt. The farmer's heart is like soup, and his son Wang Sun shakes his fan. "Seeing" shows Yuan Mei's shepherd boy riding a yellow ox and singing loudly. He tried to catch cicadas and suddenly stopped talking. Third, about the autumn poem "Midnight" Tang Libai, a bright moon hangs in the capital, and the autumn wind blows my heart, forever and ever to Yutong and He Riping Hu. My husband is back from a long campaign! . "Climbing Xuancheng in Autumn and Jumping the North Tower" is in Tang Libai's picturesque Jiangcheng, with beautiful mountains and clear waters. Catch the rain in the mirror, and the rainbow falls over the bridge. There are people with cold oranges and pomelo, and there are old phoenix trees in autumn. Whoever goes to the North Tower will be thanked by the wind. "Autumn Night Song" Gui Bosheng of Tang Dynasty has a faint autumn dew, but he is thin and does not change clothes. Yin Zheng worked hard all night, and he was afraid to leave the room. "Autumn Night Song" Sit and watch the morning glory and the weaver star. Climbing to the top of the mountain, Tang Du Fu whimpered at the sharp wind apes from the vast sky, birds flew home in the clear lake, white sand leaves fell like the waves of a waterfall, and I watched the Yangtze River always roll forward. I had reached 3,000 miles away. With the sadness of autumn and my hundred years of sorrow, I climbed this height alone, and the bad luck laid a biting frost on my temples. Heartache and fatigue were the thick dust in my wine. Su Jiande River, Tang Meng moved the boat to anchor Yanzhu, and the sunset took a new photo. The wild sky is low and the trees are low, and Jiang Qingyue is close to people. On September 9, I remembered my Shandong brothers, and Tang was a stranger alone in a foreign land. Think twice about your relatives during the festive season. I knew from a distance that my brother was climbing a mountain, and one person was missing everywhere. "Mountain Walking" Tang Du Mu is far away from Hanshan Mountain, and there are people in Bai Yunsheng. Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February. "Mountain in Autumn Night" After the rain of Wei, the mountains are empty, the moonlight stands in the pine forest, there are crystal stones in the stream, there are girls whispering in the bamboo forest, and there are lotus leaves in front of the fishing boat. Rest assured in spring, and Wang Sun can stay. "Mu Jiang Yin" is half river rustling and half river red. On the third night of September, the dew is like a pearl and the moon is like a bow. "Autumn Ci" Yuxi, Liu Tang, has clear water and frost at night, and several trees are dark red and light yellow. Want to chew bones on tall buildings, as crazy as spring. Zhang Tang, "Qiu Si", was born in Luoyang City and saw the autumn wind, which made him want to write a meaningful book. There is endless fear, pedestrians flock to Kaifeng. "This is the era of orange, orange and green. Fourth, the poem "Winter Returning to the Old Mountain" is about winter. Tang Libai returned to Caoping without washing and dyeing the dust tassels. A vine path is green, and the snow peaks are clear. Cold leaves are exhausted first, and Leng Yun in the valley is not good. Tender feelings invade the house, and old trees fall across the river. The white dog barks in the village.
6. The second grade of ancient poetry about spring
(Meng Haoran) This spring morning, I woke up in a happy mood, and birds were singing all around, but now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken? Yongliu (He) Jasper adorns trees, and all green silk tapestries hang down. I don't know who cut off the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors. Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) knew the rainy season and spring appeared. The wind sneaked into the night and moistened things silently. The wild path is dark, and the rivers are bright. Seeing the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. Birds are singing in the stream (Wang Wei). In the spring stream, it rains in succession during the Qingming Festival (Du Mu), and pedestrians on the road are dying. Excuse me, where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village. Peach blossoms in Dalin Temple (Bai Juyi) are in full bloom in April, and peach blossoms in Shansi Temple are in full bloom. I hate that spring is nowhere to be found and I don't know where to turn for help.
7. Poems about spring are poems about spring, preferably written by famous poets.
Spring is late and flowers and trees are flourishing. Canggeng Collection, Qi Qi. Delay: slow. Flowers and trees: vegetation. Lush grass. Cang Geng: warbler. Solicitation: birdsong. Grass is long and comfortable. Jiang Mumu: Harmony. Here comes the breeze in Jiang Mumu: the warm spring floats. The wind is coming: the northeast wind in early spring is also used as a breeze. The grass is long and comfortable: the spring grass stretches in the breeze. Lan Ruo, a folk song of Han Yuefu, is still full of vitality. Lan Ruo: Both. After winter, it is still flourishing. Han Yuefu's folk song "Ancient Poem Lan Ruosheng Chunyang" is full of beautiful spring: warm spring. Deze: Well, well, this refers to sunshine and rain. Warm spring gives grace, nourishes everything and makes everything flourish. The spring and daytime style of Long Songs in the ancient words of Han Yuefu is in the ancient words of Yuefu. Blow me, I will blossom. Jin Yuefu's folk song "Song of Haruka at Four o'clock at midnight" is in spring. In February and March, grass and water are the same color. Jin Yuefu's ancient poem "Yu Zhu" is green in the Spring Festival Evening, with high rocks and beautiful white clouds. Tun: Stay and assemble. In the Southern Song Dynasty, Xie Lingyun wrote "Into the Lake Mouth", Changchun grass in the pond, willow flowers in the garden singing birds: On Lu Kai's "Send a Spring to Go" in the Southern and Northern Dynasties: "Fold flowers as messengers and send leaders. There is nothing in the south of the Yangtze River. Talk about sending a spring. "Folding flowers here refers to folding plum blossoms. Plum blossoms bloom at the end of winter, and a tree is the first spring in the world, so it is the messenger of spring. Courier: a messenger of ancient letters and documents. Leading person: Longshan people. speak