Chu Hsi
Beautiful spring outing in Surabaya, the endless scenery 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.
? A poem describing the scenery of a hundred flowers in spring: a long line of songs
The trees in the garden are lush, and the crystal dew rises in the sun.
Spring fills the earth with hope, and everything presents a scene of prosperity.
I am always afraid that when the cold autumn comes, the trees in Ye Er will turn yellow and the grass will wither.
When will all rivers enter the sea and return to the west?
A lazy youth, a lousy age.
? A poem describing the scenery of bloom in warm spring: seven quatrains by the river looking for flowers alone
Du Fu
The spring flowers by the river bother me so much that I have to go everywhere.
He came to the south to find a drinker and went out for a drink ten days ago.
Flowers are like splendid flowers, like rivers, and my heart is really afraid of spring.
But now poetry and wine can listen to me, and I don't have to bear any psychological burden for my bald head.
There are two or three families living in the bamboo forest beside the river bank, and the provocative red flowers set off the white flowers.
I have a place to repay the happiness of spring. Joan can take her time at the hotel.
Look east at the flowers and cigarettes in Shaocheng. It's time for the high glistening in western restaurants to resolve jealousy.
Who can take me to drink, call a beautiful woman, sing, laugh, dance and have a good life?
The water in front of the Yellow River flows eastward, giving people a sense of sleepiness and spring breeze in spring.
Clusters of peach blossoms bloom by the river. Are they dark red or light red?
Four yellow maiden flowers thrive on the road covered, and thousands of flowers bow and the branches are low.
The butterflies in the flowers are dancing, and the soft yinger in freedom is just singing happily.
It's not that the love for flowers will die, but because the fear of flowers can only be.
It's easy to drop flowers when flowers bloom to the peak. Bud, please discuss it slowly.
? Poems describing the scenery of blooming flowers in spring: three spring outing songs
Ling huchu
Go to the garden in the morning and watch the Spring Pavilion in the morning.
? Fang Shu Luoxian Station, Castle Peak Exhibition Cuiping.
A good wind blew all night and ten thousand new flowers were born.
Before the wind, the jade tube is tuned, and the flowers are clustered with gold.
The spring breeze rises and the snow in Penglai disappears.
? The phase will fold the willow and fight for the long strip.
? Poems describing the scenery of bloom in warm spring: Boating calves in the middle and late Huai Dynasty.
Su Shunqin
Weeds are green in the spring shade, and sometimes there are flowers and trees.
At night, under the lonely boat ancient temple, Sichuan is full of wind and rain.
? Poems describing the scenery of blooming flowers in spring: two kinds of cold food
Willow with the east wind has always been oblique, chun yin covered others.
Sometimes it rains at three or two, and there are ten five flowers everywhere.
Wanjing Loutai is suspected of embroidered paintings, and Jiuyuan pearls are like smoke.
Who asked that every year today, I lie alone in Chang 'an and cry at the age of China?
The wind and smoke are raging, and the daughter of the swing flies over the low wall.
Embroidered robes run for horses to pick up jade, and brocade sleeves are used for cockfighting.
Heaven and earth are in harmony, and the pool platform is warm and burning in spring.
Nothing else is sorry for the dust, and I am drunk with clothes and mud.
? A poem describing the scenery of bloom in warm spring: Go to Sanshan in the evening and look back at Beijing.
Xie Tiao
Now I can overlook Chang 'an City from Baling Mountain, and look back at the capital like looking back at Luoyang, climbing three mountains in Heyang.
The sun sets on the towering roof, and the houses in Beijing are not so high and low.
The residual clouds of the sunset are scattered like rosy clouds, and the clear river is as calm as white.
Noisy birdsong covers the spring, and all kinds of flowers cover the countryside in the suburbs.
I will stay in the country far from the capital, and I miss the happy party that has stopped.
When it's time for Danggui, I'm disappointed and tears fall like snow beads.
Who can stand still when he knows what he wants?