Poems praising Grain Rain

The poem praising Grain Rain is as follows:

1, Banqiao, Zheng Qing, Grain Rain. There is no wind, when it doesn't rain, the sun is shining, and bamboo is elegant and beautiful. Favorite guests who are cool at night, a pot of new tea soaked in pineapple. A few new bamboo trees and a few vague mountains. It's just Tomb-Sweeping Day, even in Grain Rain, sitting there with a cup of fragrant teas.

Appreciation: Grain Rain, when new tea is in season, it is sunny and windless. Looking at the graceful bamboo in the yard, I am full of interest. It is the joy of life to draw a few strokes of landscape bamboo branches in the fragrance of new tea!

2. Song Cao Group of "Shui Long Yin Peony". On a sunny morning in Grain Rain, Cui Luo protects the sunshine in the faint smoke. The path is warm, the breeze is faint, and the flowers are beautiful. In the spring of March, Shanghai Linchi Pavilion, West Flower Market. Look pale and vague, why explain words, unite feelings, infinite.

Jin Dianjun is the most exquisite one in Yao Huang. The east wind approaches Kao and Paeonia lactiflora. Song and dance banquet bath, full of hats, oblique hairpin cloud bun. Those with high feelings burn crimson wax and get drunk by the fence.

Appreciation: Grain Rain season, "beautiful flowers". In the royal garden or flower market, people only love peony. Needless to say, there is endless affection in their staring eyes. Since peony is the king of flowers, peony can only be her personal bodyguard. Song and dance banquets need peony, and clothes are decorated with peony, which is inserted in the bun. In the face of this flower, you still need to enjoy candlelight at night and indulge in the edge of dryness.

3, "Huanxisha" Song Zhouyuan. The red and purple makeup forest is full of green pools, and the gossamer flies twice, just like Grain Rain is clearing up. Shooting ducks is short, the moss is slippery, the thrush is small, the flowers are late, and it comes back in spring every year.

Appreciation: In Grain Rain season, the pool is full of green water, red flowers and purple flowers make up the forest, catkins fly, walk through the wet moss, turn around and shoot at the duck gallery, and enjoy the flowers along the thrush threshold. In a blink of an eye, spring will pass again.

4, "Grain Rain" Fang Ming Taigu. Spring is over, wine is sick, and there is morning tea in Grain Rain and Shanjia. There are two butterflies in the wind before the flowers, and there is always a pigeon raining outside the forest. There is no crane in the blue sea and autumn, and there is a fishing boat in the green grass and green hat. The dust is full of laughter and dreams. I tried swimming for the first time.

Appreciation: a breeze, two butterflies dancing in front of the flowers; The rain is rustling, and cuckoos are singing outside the forest. I want to fly over the world of mortals, but there is no crane to ride; On the fishing boat, wearing a blue hat and green hemp fiber, laughing and sighing that life is like a dream and playing with mountains and rivers is enough to cultivate sentiment.