1. Ancient poems about beautiful gardens
Happy Rain on a Spring Night (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen.
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. Quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Chiri, the mountains and rivers are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass.
The swallows fly when the mud melts, and the mandarin ducks sleep in the warm sand. Jiangnan Spring (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu The oriole crows thousands of miles away, reflecting the red green, and the wine flag winds in the water village, mountain and Guo.
There are four hundred and eighty temples in the Southern Dynasty, and many towers are in the mist. Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu In front of the Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze.
A cluster of peach blossoms blooms without an owner, the lovely deep red loves the light red. Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong (Song Dynasty) by Su Shi. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo, a duck prophet of the warmth of the spring river.
The ground is full of wormwood and reed buds, which is when the puffer fish is about to come. On a spring day (Song Dynasty), Zhu Xi found the beautiful scenery along the Si River, and the boundless scenery was new for a while.
It is easy to recognize the east wind, and it is always spring with its colorful colors. A visit to the garden is not worth it (Song Dynasty) Ye Shaoweng Ying pity's teeth are stained with green moss, and 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 contained, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall. Village Residence (Qing Dynasty) Gao Ding The grass is long and the orioles are flying in the February sky, and the willows are brushing the embankments intoxicated by the spring smoke.
Children come back early from school and are busy flying kites in the east wind. Recalling Jiangnan (Tang Dynasty) Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me.
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. How can we not remember Jiangnan? New Year's Day (Song Dynasty) by Wang Anshi The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu. Thousands of households always replace old talismans with new peaches.
Qingming Festival (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu It rains heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying. May I ask where the restaurant is? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance.
Xiaochi (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water and loves the clearness. The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and dragonflies have already appeared.
Happy Rain on a Spring Night (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Good rain knows the season, and spring will happen. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening 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 place at dawn, the flowers are heavy on the official city.
Quatrains (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu Chi Rijiang and mountains are beautiful, and the spring breeze is fragrant with flowers and grass. The mud melts and swallows fly, and the sand is warm and mandarin ducks sleep.
Jiang Nanchun (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu The orioles are singing in thousands of miles, the green is reflected in red, 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.
Walking Alone by the River Looking for Flowers (Tang Dynasty) Du Fu In front of the Huangshi Pagoda, the river is east, and the spring light is lazy and leaning on the breeze. Peach blossoms bloom in clusters without owners, lovely deep red and light red.
Late Scene of the Spring River in Huichong (Song Dynasty) by Su Shi. Three or two branches of peach blossoms outside the bamboo are the prophets of the warmth of the spring river. The ground is covered with wormwood and the reed buds are short, which is when the puffer fish is about to come.
On a spring day (Song Dynasty), Zhu Xi finds beauty on the shore of Si River, and the boundless scenery is new for a while. It is easy to recognize that in the east wind, there is always spring in a thousand colors.
A visit to the garden is not worth it (Song Dynasty) Ye Shaoweng should pity the teeth of his clogs and the green moss, 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.
Village Dwelling (Qing Dynasty) Gao Ding The grass grows and the orioles fly in the February sky, and the willows brush the embankments and are drunk by the spring smoke. The children came back early from school and were busy taking advantage of the east wind to fly kites.
Recalling Jiangnan (Tang Dynasty) by Bai Juyi Jiangnan is good, and the scenery is familiar to me. 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. How can we not remember Jiangnan? New Year's Day (Song Dynasty) by Wang Anshi The sound of firecrackers marks the end of the year, and the spring breeze brings warmth to Tusu.
Thousands of households always exchange old talismans for new peaches. Qingming (Tang Dynasty) Du Mu Rains fall heavily during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road feel like they are dying.
Where is the restaurant? The shepherd boy points to Xinghua Village in the distance. Xiao Chi (Song Dynasty) Yang Wanli The spring is silent and cherishes the trickle, and the shade of the tree shines on the water, loving the clear and soft water.
The little lotus has just revealed its sharp corners, and a dragonfly has already stood on it. June 27, Drunken Book at Wanghu Tower (Song Dynasty) Su Shi Black clouds rolled over the mountains without covering the mountains, and white raindrops jumped into the boat.
The ground wind comes and blows away suddenly. The water below Wanghu Tower is like the sky. Drinking on the lake, the first clear and then the rain (Song Dynasty) Su Shi The clear water is beautiful when the water is shining, but the mountains are empty and covered with rain, which is also strange.
If you want to compare West Lake to Xizi, it is always better to put on light makeup and heavy makeup. At four o'clock, pastoral excitement (Song Dynasty) Fan Chengda went out to work in the fields during the day and worked on hemp at night, and the children in the village were responsible for their own affairs.
The children and grandchildren are still working for farming and weaving, and they are also learning to grow melons near the mulberry tree. Traveling to the Mountains (Tang Dynasty) by Du Mu Far up the Hanshan Mountain, the stone path is slanted, and there are people living in the white clouds.
Stop and sit in the maple forest at night, the leaves are as red as the flowers in February due to frost. 2. Poems describing the courtyard
A letter of return from the imperial court sent to Yuanba by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. He entered the pavilion and bowed before retreating to the verandah to eat.
Returning to the Kingdom of Zhao, people were lying on their horses to rest their saddles. But he slept until noon and sat up with a great heart.
It’s a good time, and the sky is clear after the rain. The persimmon trees are green and shaded, and the royal family's courtyard is wide.
Huxian wine in a bottle, Zhongnan Mountain on the wall. Sleeping alone, still sitting alone, opening my chest in front of the wind.
Zen monks and poets came to see each other one after another. If you want to speak at night, you must sleep all day long.
Unless you are paying homage to the court, there is nothing else to do. He is old and healthy, and he is a poor official with a peaceful mind.
Fortunately, there is no acute illness or pain, hunger or cold. Since then, it has been comfortable and the outer edge cannot be dry.
Only those who respond to silence will believe, and those who are difficult to move will speak. Taichung Yuan Shiyu became a Langguan sooner or later.
Before I became a man and an official, I had no one to accompany me. Playing with the new garden tree because of the chanting poem by Bai Juyi of the Tang Dynasty. In early April, the new leaves become overcast.
The scenery is stunning and the courtyard is deep. There is no one here who has nothing to do, so I am looking for you in this quiet place.
Not only can you play with fashionable things, but you can also relax your clothes. Sometimes I talk to Taoists, or listen to poets.
Spring is full of fragrant scenery, and there are many singing birds at night. Occasionally, I found a quiet and leisurely place, and then I forgot about the secular world.
To realize that the real hermit does not have to be in the mountains and forests. Spring Sixty Rhymes by Tang Yuanzhen.
Open the mouth to braid the shells, and use the thread to peel the onions. Drunk and round, her eyes are full of beauty, and her pupils are bright.
However, if you enjoy endless joy, you will also know how to hate it. The bridal chamber is leisurely and graceful, and the courtyard is lush and green.
Lang Tao Sha Tang Li Yu The past is only sad, but the scenery is difficult to arrange. In the autumn wind, moss invades the steps in the courtyard.
As long as the bead curtain is not rolled up, who will come all day long? The golden lock has been buried, and the vitality has faded. In the cool evening, the moon shines brightly.
The shadow of the Jade Tower and Yao Palace shines in the sky over Qinhuai. Poppy Su Shi of the Song Dynasty Deep in the courtyard, the Qingming Festival passes, and the peaches and plums are first red.
Willow silk is draped on the jade curtain, and it is raining lightly and slightly cold outside the curtain. When the evening clears, the pavilion becomes brighter and brighter, and I am already drunk in front of the mosaic flowers.
In the late night, the quiet moon invades the corridor, walking around alone and thinking. Nian Nujiao Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty The courtyard is deserted, there is a slanting wind and drizzle, and the heavy doors must be closed.
Favoring willows, delicate flowers, cold food, and all kinds of annoying weather. The rhyme of the poem is complete. Holding your head and sobering up, it is not a leisurely feeling.
Zheng Hong has passed away, and it is difficult to express all his worries. It has been cold in spring for a few days upstairs, the curtains hang down on all sides, and the jade railings lean against them.
Being refreshed by the cold incense and awakening your dreams, don’t worry about others. The clear morning dew flows, the new tung trees begin to bloom, what a spring outing! The sun is high and the smoke is gathering. Do you think it will be sunny today? Linjiang Immortal by Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty The courtyard is much deeper, the clouds in the window and the foggy pavilion are late in spring, who is haggard and loses her beauty.
It is good to have a clear dream at night, so you should go to Nanzhi. The jade is thin and the sandalwood is light and infinitely hateful. The Qiang pipes in the south tower are no longer playing.
Who knows when the strong fragrance is blown away, but the warm wind will be late and the apricot blossoms will be fat. Huanxi Sha Li Qingzhao of the Song Dynasty The bun hurts the mood of spring, and the plum blossoms are falling in the evening breeze in the courtyard.
The jade duck incense burner makes the brain leisurely. The red cherry tent covers the tassels. The Song of the Water Dragon by Lu You of the Song Dynasty. Looking for spring at the bottom of the flower in front of the bottle, I can sigh and feel completely relieved.
Dressed in clothes, the drunkards are gone, and the beauty is far away. This year, there is miasma and heavy rain, by the Yelang River.
Leaning on the floor, playing the flute, looking in the mirror by the window, I burst into tears and was shocked. Flowers fall and the moon shines in the courtyard.
Speechless and heartbroken. Holding hands and holding hands, Zeng Xue painted Liang Qiyan at that time.
When we meet and talk about the new arrival, the net is lingering in the dark dust, we dance in shirts and sing to fans. The material is also shy and haggard, walking carelessly along the fragrant paths, afraid of seeing the singing oriole.
Zhaojun's Resentment by Lu You of the Song Dynasty The cicadas sound in the courtyard throughout the day, and people are too lazy to shake their fans. Xiaojing writes about Xiaoxiang, which is cool by itself.
There are flowers and swallows outside the curtain, and there are people watching under the curtain. The precious seal script is removed from the official yellow, and the stick is used to incense.
Dielianhua Song Ouyang Xiu How deep is the courtyard? The willows are piled with smoke, and the curtains are countless. The jade carving saddle is at the place where you can see the Zhangtai Road.
It’s rainy and windy at the end of March. The door is closed at dusk, and there is no way to stay in the spring. Tears asked the flowers without saying a word, and the red flowers flew across the swing.
Walking Slowly on the Sand by Ouyang Xiu of the Song Dynasty I got into a lonely boat alone, relying on a dangerous beam. It's hard to become a dusk rain, but it will disperse towards the clouds.
The coolness leaves the leaves in chaos. The new moon shines and the clear waves are shallow.
Tonight, it’s hard to get rid of the feeling of disgust and separation. If you are forced to come, take a pillow, the lamp will be broken and the leak will last forever, and you will close your eyes with acacia.
Clearly dreaming of a flowery face. The old courtyard is still there.
The new moon shines, the curtains are hung, and the bead curtains are rolled. Gradually toward dawn, Pulse sleeps as if the sky is far away.
Linjiang Fairy Song Liuyong Mengjue small courtyard, cold wind blowing, light rain. Outside the beautiful window, the sounds of autumn are falling and the leaves are flying wildly.
My heart is shaking. Nai Han leaks forever, the lonely curtain is quiet, and the tears and candles burn empty.
For no reason, it is an embroidered quilt and a mandarin duck pillow, and I spend the midnight leisurely. depression.
Love leads to hatred, fighting for youth and partiality. Feeling like a new arrival, haggard old weather vane.
The soul disappears. I want to have fun and have fun, but the smoke and waves block me, and I will make an appointment far away.
It’s so boring to ask how you can be forbidden when you are still old. Magpie Bridge Immortal, Song Dynasty Retro, New lotus pond, green locust courtyard, the sound of rain outside the eaves has begun to stop.
Noisy and noisy, there are frogs croaking in disorder, how can they be like the crowing orioles. The scenery is changing and tourists are sweating. Don’t ask about the length of your hair.
Singing songs when you are drunk with a cup of wine can save you half of your worries. Ugly Nuer Man/Picking Mulberry Man Man Panfen, Song Dynasty I am still worried about the spring, but the weather is still clear and peaceful.
In the dense green courtyard, the birds are singing. There are several new lotuses and emeralds, and the water is light and horizontal.
A curtain of wind blows, it is sunny and rainy, and the plums are yellow. I can't bear to remember that time when the beauty was so sleepy that she tried on single clothes for the first time.
***Hand in hand, draw embroidery on the red window, paint fans and write poems. How could it be that now, half the bed is bright and the moon is two days away?
Wherever Zhangtai is, it should be for me that my eyebrows are furrowed. Eight Returns by Jiangkui of the Song Dynasty Fragrant lotuses are falling, sparse tung trees are blowing green, and the dark rain in the courtyard has stopped.
In the place where I was enchanted by the unprovoked shadow, I also saw the dark fireflies on the small wall and the moss-cut steps. After seeing off the guests, they were looking for the way to the west again, and asked who played the pipa on the water.
The most regrettable thing is that a piece of land is always given to Ciao Lao.
The long-lasting regret has never paid off, but now, what happened, I said goodbye to the west wind again.
It is cold and the smoke is light, the boat moves far away, and the boat is as misty as the leaves. I miss Wenjun and look at him for a long time. I lean on the bamboo and worry about walking in my socks.
After returning, Cui Zun drank two drinks, lowered the bead curtain, and looked at the moon leisurely. 3. Ask for poems from the ancients that describe the courtyard~
"Sangmei Villa"
The river is full of green when shaken,
The birds sing in unison. .
The mountain breeze slowly lifts the velvet quilt,
The raindrops wet the linen clothes.
The old woman is weaving brocade in front of the window,
The old man is busy playing chess in the courtyard.
The brain power reaches half of the sky,
The physical power cultivates three parts of the land.
Spring Resentment
[Liu Fangping]
The sunset is fading through the screen window, and no one in the golden house can see the 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.
Han Jue's five-character poem "Lazy Up"
A hundred tongues call to sleep, and the heart of spring is full of excitement. The pillow marks are a little faint, the tears are pink and the jade is dim.
The incense smoke in the cage embroidery has stopped, and the candle flame remains in Pingshan. If you feel warm, your stockings will be narrow, but if you are thin, you will feel your brocade clothes are wide.
It rained at midnight last night, and there is a chill today. Are the begonia flowers there? Look at the roller blind while lying on your side.
Mao Dan's "Han Xisha·Wine in the East Hall at the beginning of cold food"
The light rain has just begun to collect butterflies and make balls, and the gentle breeze is blowing the dry mud. The flowers in the swing courtyard are cold.
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Don’t dwell on the past with your Qingzun, and encourage new ones to continue your happiness. A spring mood rests on Lanqian.
"Miaojiang Immortal" by He Zhu
Drunk in the afternoon and tired of waking up since late, the mandarin ducks are startled by their spring dreams. Listening to the singing of orioles in the deep courtyard of idle flowers, the setting sun shines brightly through the small window as it pleases. Don't rely on the carved lanterns to cherish the past, Haoshan Mountains and Chushui Rivers are crisscrossed. Passionate lovers are ruthless. Idle sorrow comes and goes in the morning and evening, corresponding to the two tides. 4. What are the poems about "garden"
1. Don't waste your youth with gold; you will be the master of the garden even if you grow old.
(Yong Tao of the Tang Dynasty, "Encouraging Xingle") 2. The garden is surrounded by brocade screens (Li Shishi, the Tang Dynasty, "Fenghe Chunri Xingwang Spring Palace Yingzhi") 3. The garden should lose its way (Tang Dynasty) ·Wang Lie·"Snow") 4. Garden with feathers and star crowns (Song Dynasty·Hou Zhi·"Yue Tian Feng Cuihua Yin") 5. Several acres of willow garden (Song Dynasty·Shen Ying·"Niannujiao·Wanbaozhaopo" 》) 5. Several acres of willow garden (Song Dynasty, Shen Ying, "Niannujiao·Wanwanzhaopo") 6. Jasmine Garden Baby Elephant Bed (Song Dynasty, Zhang Wei, "Partridge Sky, Idle Standing, Flying Rainbow Far and Prosperous") ) 7. Who doesn’t want to borrow the garden to see (Tang Dynasty Zhang Ji "The King of Xi sets out to serve the minister and releases the ultimatum") 8. Tongzhan apricot garden (Tang Dynasty Yuan Zhen "The fifth year of Yuanhe is unable to serve as an official, and the fine is paid to return to the west.") "Arrived in Shaanxi on March 6th") 9. The garden is about to be filled with thousands of drinking scenes (Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty, "Chasing the Past") 10. The emperor occupied the garden and fought for Zhao Pi (Yuan Zhen of the Tang Dynasty, "A Gift to Lu Sanxiao") 》) Encourage happiness in the Tang Dynasty: When Yong Tao grows old, his beauty does not belong to him, so don’t hesitate to buy youth with gold. The old man is the master of the garden, and the drunken man is the one who breaks the flower branches.
"Fenghe Chunri is lucky to look forward to the Spring Palace Yingzhi" Era: Tang Author: Li Shishi The jade chariot and golden carriage come up from the sky, and the garden is surrounded by brocade screens. The light silk half brushes the red door willows, and the thin valerian covers the whole painting of the plum blossoms in the pavilion.
The dancing butterflies fly on the imperial mat, and the singing orioles dance around the fairy cup. The holy words are full of glory today, and the autumn wind of Han Dynasty has no talent.
Original text of Wang Lie's "Snow" Snow flies like a dream butterfly, with an astonishing grace. A window dawns in the middle of the night, and thousands of trees spring.
The garden should lose its way, and the white house suddenly becomes a neighbor. Scattered into the fairy kitchen, it is still like mica dust. 5. Ancient poems describing courtyard gardens
1. The courtyard is a little deep, with willows piled up in smoke, and there is no heavy curtain outside the curtain. The poem "Butterfly Loves Flowers" written by Ouyang Xiu, a writer in the Northern Song Dynasty, is composed of lyrics.
2. Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the wild geese returned as if they had seen each other before, and the fragrant path in the small garden wandered alone. "Huanxisha" by Yan Shu, a poet of the Northern Song Dynasty, is also a poem.
3. The winding path leads to a secluded place, and the Zen room is deep with flowers and trees. Chang Jian, a poet of the Tang Dynasty, wrote a poem titled "Inscribed on the Buddhist Temple Behind Poshan Temple".
4. The flower path has never been swept by visitors, and now the gate is opened for you. "The Guest Arrives" by Du Fu, a great poet of the Tang Dynasty, is a poem.
5. Silently, I went up to the west tower alone, the moon was like a hook, and the lonely phoenix tree locked the autumn in the deep courtyard. This is the poem "Happy Meeting" written by Li Yu, the famous emperor poet in the Five Dynasties and later the emperor of the Southern Tang Dynasty.
1. I live in a city, but I am in the mountains. (Yuan Weize's "Scenery of the Lion Forest").
2. It is a pity that there are no carriages and horses in the land, but I believe there are mountains and forests in the city. (Ming Dynasty Wen Zhengming's "Pictures of the Humble Administrator's Garden·Ruoshu Hall").
I don’t know that there are mountains and forests in the city, so the hills and valleys should be worthy of my thanks. (Xu Song of the Qing Dynasty "Visiting Zhou Xueke in Autumn at Huaiyunting Pavilion to Tune and Send Tasha". Huaiyunting is now the northern half of Suzhou Garden).
3. Separated from the noise of the city in the west, the secluded place looks like a savage home. (Wang Wan of the Qing Dynasty, "Retitled Jiang's Art Garden").
4. Who says that today is different from the past, you know that there are mountains and forests in the city. ("Lion Grove Sentences" by Qianlong of the Qing Dynasty).
5. Where can I find the layman's trace? There are actually mountains and forests in the city. ("Wandering in the Lion Forest" by Wang Gengyan of the Qing Dynasty).
6. Sentences describing ancient courtyards
At the end of winter every year, after enduring the test of wind, snow and severe cold, the plum blossoms are in bud, and in early spring in February, before the earth has fully recovered, the plum blossoms are already in full bloom against the cold, and the red flowers are in full bloom. The branches are covered with lobes, the scenery is beautiful, and the cold fragrance is refreshing.
Among the plum trees, a flower path paved with white stone winds to the front of the building. The small building is made of white stone, with green climbing vines hanging from the balcony on the second floor. The winding corridor fence is accompanied by crabapples and green peaches, the sills of the ice-patterned windows are painted a light blue, and the tissue paper covering the windows is as white as snowflakes. Looking from a distance, it really looks as elegant as a fairyland.
At this time, the night is already very deep, with faint moonlight and sparse stars. In this silent night, amidst the fragrance of plum blossoms in early winter, the silver lamps shine brightly on the snow-like white. The window paper reveals two infinitely beautiful black shadows, one sitting and one standing.
Walking along the corridor of the main building in the Bamboo Garden to the end, you can enter the top of Qiushan Mountain. It is a yellow stone rockery with an almost earthy red color. This color alone brings out the feeling of autumn. The decentness of this mountain also lies in its echo with the supporting peaks other than the main peak, and in the coherence of its mountain veins.
To say that the autumn mountains in the Bamboo Garden are stacked, it is better to say that they are laid out. They are so stable, so comfortable, and both in line with the laws of nature and pleasing to the people. There are only a few stones and a few clumps of bamboo in a gap in the mountain, which is enough for people to linger. Looking back, the corner cornice of the Qiuge Pavilion on the top of the mountain and the jade overpass that can be crossed in one step on the mountainside are what make people remember. Imagine yourself in the rockery.