Poems about willows and hometown

1. Poems about willow:

1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. -from Song Zhinan's quatrains, short eaves in the shadow of ancient trees

Original: The short awning is shaded by ancient trees, and the stick helps me cross the east of the bridge. The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.

Park the boat and tie it in the shade of an old tree on the shore; Walk across the east side of the bridge with crutches and enjoy the spring scenery. The spring rain seems to wet my clothes on purpose, and it keeps raining. Spring breeze gently brushed people's faces, with a fresh willow breath.

2, the grass grows in February, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. -Excerpted from "Village Residence" by Gao Ding in Qing Dynasty

In February, the grass grows and the warblers fly, and the willows on the embankment are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early, so they were busy flying kites in the east wind.

In February of the lunar calendar, the grass gradually germinates and grows, the orioles fly around, and the willows gently brushing the shore are intoxicated by the spring fog. The children in the village came home from school early, and quickly flew kites in the blue sky in the east wind.

3. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. -two Liangzhou poems written by Wang Zhihuan in the Tang Dynasty.

The Yellow River is far above the white clouds, an isolated city, Wan Ren Mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

The Yellow River seems to rush out from the white clouds, and Yumenguan is hanging alone in the mountains. Why do you want to complain about the late arrival of spring by playing the plaintive "Yangliuqiu" with Qiangdi? It turns out that the spring breeze around Yumenguan can't blow!

4, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food Dongfeng Liu Yu is oblique. -From Han Yi's Cold Food in Tang Dynasty

The spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is Dongfeng willow. As night fell, the palace was busy lighting candles, and smoke drifted to the house of the prince and the marquis.

In Chang 'an in late spring, catkins are flying all over the sky, and there are countless red flowers. Cold food festival, the east wind blows the willow in the imperial city. In the evening, the Han Palace sent candles to the princes and ministers, and the light smoke drifted to the emperor's favorite home.

5, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. -from Wei Zhuang's Taicheng in the Tang Dynasty.

Original: The rain fell on the river and the grass was neat, and the birds sang in the Six Dynasties. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

The river is misty and rainy, the river is covered with green grass, and the past of the Six Dynasties is like a dream, leaving only the sad cry of spring birds. The most heartless thing is that the willows in Taicheng are still hanging on the Shili dike like light smoke.

2. Lyric poems

Jasper is dressed as a tree, 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.

Riverside willow

The ancient embankment curled up and a tree smoked. If the silk does not stop, keep the boat.

Tiliu

The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.

Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. Bai has his own good name, and he followed it.

Liu Du

A cigarette willow shakes the wind for a long time. The beauty could not bear to fold and looked back at her hand.

Liu jueju

Several newly opened trees, with neat shadows and various customs, are fascinated by spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.

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The swaying makes the wind blow, and the embankment is as soft as silk. You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak.

Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei. How to climb, bosom friend and poetry.

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A cage of golden thread bends the bridge, and several children hurt their backs.

But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long.

3. If you want to ask Liu, you have to have an ancient poem "Seeing New Willow in Linchuan" that misses your hometown.

Tremi

I haven't seen Jiangtou for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is near the bridge.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke.

The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it.

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Tremi

When the wind slows down, when the smoke blows water. If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch.

Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry. My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts.

Willow

Di Huan

The south is far from the north, and the shadow dances here. Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings.

Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River. It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song.

Liu jueju

Du Mu

A group of trees are newly opened, and they are fascinated by the amorous feelings of spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream.

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Li shangyin

The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear and the desert was pale yellow.

Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first.

Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.

If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go.

Farewell (Sui folk songs)

Willow green hangs down to the ground, and flowers are long and sultry.

The wicker folding ruler flies away. Will pedestrians come back?

The Book of Songs: In the past, I was gone, Liu Yiyi. Today, I was thinking that it was raining.

This poem about willow is full of beauty.

Recalling the original exploration, the wind in Yang Liuyi was blowing in the wind; Now back on the road, snowflakes are flying everywhere. The road is muddy and difficult to walk, and people are thirsty and hungry.

Qin E, Li Baiyi

Yu Xiao's voice was sad and sad. When she woke up from her dream, a string of bright moons were hanging upstairs in Qin. Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off. The sound dust is gone, the west wind is still shining, and the Han tomb is gone.

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The willows on the ground are green and heavy, the flowers in the sky fly, the wicker flies, and the pedestrians don't return.

Liangzhou word Wang Zhihuan.

The Yellow River is getting farther and farther away, because it flows in the middle of the Yellow River, and Yumenguan is located on a lonely mountain. Why use the elegy of willow to complain about the delay of spring, old Yumenguan, a spring breeze is not blowing!

Weizhuang Tu Jinling

The rain is falling, the grass is falling, and the birds of the Six Dynasties are singing. Ruthlessness is a willow in Taicheng, but it is still a smoke cage.

How much leisure do you have? Yichuan tobacco, city wind, plum yellow rain.

Zhu He. Sapphire case

A wisp of smoke hangs like a willow, so there is no reason to live in Lanzhou.

Zhou Zizhi. Tashahang

Leisure is the most bitter, don't lean on the dangerous fence, the sun sets, and the future is bright.

Xin Qiji. Touch the fish

Fine, it seems that it is not easy, it is a crystal tear.

Su Shi. Shuilongyin

Cold and sad. Yes, Changting is late. The shower began to stop. All the cars are full of drinks. Nostalgic Lanzhou urges hair. Hold hands and look at each other with tears.

I was speechless and choked up. Read it. A thousand miles of smoke. Twilight sank into the sky. Love hurts and leaves since ancient times. Worse.

Cold and autumn festival. Where to wake up tonight. There is a breeze and a waning moon on the bank of Yangliu. Many years later, it should be a beautiful moment in name only. There are many kinds of customs, who are you talking to? -Liu Yong. Yulinling

One spring night, Li Bai heard the flute in Los Angeles.

Yu Di's dark flying sound scattered into the spring breeze in Los Angeles.

In this serenade, I heard the breaking sound of willow trees. No one can miss home!

5. Poems about Willow What are the poems about willow?

1, wet apricot blossoms with clothes and blow cold willows. _ _ _ _ Zhinan's quatrains

2, red crisp hands, yellow wine, spring palace wall willow in the city. _ _ _ _ Lu You's hairpin chicken red crisp hand

I refused to marry Feng Chun, but I was misunderstood by the autumn wind for no reason. _ _ _ _ He Zhu's heart is bitter, and the willow returns to the pond

Small catkins are blowing on the branches. There are many fish in the sea. _ _ _ _ Su Shi's Spring Scene in Hua Lian.

5. Why should the flute blame the willow? Spring breeze is not enough for Yumenguan. _ _ _ _ Two Liangzhou Ci Poems by Wang Zhihuan (I)

6, the most ruthless city willow, still smoke cage ten miles embankment. _ _ _ _ Wei Zhuang's Taicheng

7. I have been there, Liu Yiyi. _ _ _ _ Anonymous "Pick the EU"

8. A gust of wind blew catkins, which made the shop more fragrant. A girl Wu poured wine and advised me to drink it. _ _ _ _ Li Bai's departure in a hotel in Nanjing

9. Still, still, people and poplars have lost weight. _ _ _ _ Qin Guan's Spring Dream

10, grass grows in February, and willows are drunk with spring smoke. _ _ _ _ Gaoding Country House

1 1, the spring city is full of flowers, and the cold food is east wind and willows. _ _ _ _ Han Yi's Cold Food/Cold Food Festival is a Thing'

6. Ask for an ancient poem about willow, and you have to remember your hometown. "Seeing New Willow in Linchuan" Cui Zhang didn't see the old gold thread of the river head willow for three or four days. On the south bank of the bridge, he crossed the river in the north, carrying rain and smoke. His hometown led his dream, and he saw the prosperity and decline of other countries twice. The grass in Tingzhou is the same color, and everyone doesn't know how to kill him. The wind in the green chapter of Willow has slowed down. The waist is light, and the woman is hungry. My hometown has not returned, and it hurts a little. The earth ring is in the north and south of the sky, where the shadows are swaying. The colors of jadeite are endless, and more people leave behind feelings. Rain cage on the shore, smoke caught in the Sui River. It has its own good name, but did Qin Song succeed? The willow tree is full of quatrains. The desert is light yellow, which arouses gentle stripes. Visitors have climbed the shore, and the Chu Palace has danced to the waist first. It rains on Tomb-Sweeping Day Road, and the wind blows on the wild bridge in the evening. If the thread is silk, how far is Wang Sungui's road? "Farewell (Sui Dynasty Folk Songs)" Willow hangs down, flowers fly in the sky, and wicker flies out. Do pedestrians return? The Book of Songs: In the past, I was gone, Liu Yiyi. Now I'm thinking, it's raining again.

7. The poem describes that the willows bid farewell to almost all the city gates, and use long strips to fold in half to alleviate the fear of the spring breeze "Qing Men Liu". The weak birds are frightened to practice "Willow by the water in May", and Mix is worried about killing people. Nineteen Ancient Poems are decorated with tall jasper trees, and thousands of green silk tapestries hang down, so that flying flowers are hidden by the sun and the moon. I didn't know there was a clear frost in the world. There are thousands of willows in Nanpu, and the green smoke and golden ears are hard to blow, which makes the spring breeze. Who dares to underestimate the enemy? In the world, there are thousands of kinds of birds singing in the New Year. In February, Huayang flew all the way to Chunfu, and Huayang was full of talented people. In late spring, the moonlight in the atrium was clear and there were countless Huayang flowers. Two points of dust, one point of running water, the willow path is empty, and there is no shadow of falling flowers and catkins. The peony in the boat smells like a double pipa, and the powder is floating red. The fragrance of the sun falls silent, and the spring rain tears. Clouds are full of shadows, and the moon is ashamed. There's no one in Huanxisha, and it's in Wu Xinyi 1 and Liu Yongkai.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. 2, "Qingmenliu" Tang Baijuyi Qingqing is a sad tree, and several people have hated it.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. 3, "Chang 'an Liu Xin" Tang Chenguang nine devoted to Chu Yun Ji, Huang Quliu has been new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning. 4, "Linchuan Watch" Tang did not see Jiangtou for three or four days, and the willow tree on the bridge was old.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. 5, "Liu" Wei's wind is slow, when it drags smoke and water.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. 6. "Title Willow" Tang Dihuan Tiannan and Tianbei, where the trees are swaying.

Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.

It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. 7, "New Willow" Tang Dumu is unable to shake the wind to see new colors, and his waist is like frequency.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. 8. "Liu Jue's sentence" Several trees in Tumu, Tang Dynasty are in full bloom, and the customs are fascinating.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. 9, "Liu" Tang Fanggan swayed and provoked the wind, and the embankment was as soft as silk.

You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.

How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. 10, "Liu" and a cage of gold wires brushed the curved bridge, which was damaged by children.

But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. 1 1, "Willow" Cui tiao in Tang Yan's "Song of Folding Willow", go away to the Golden Palace and plant blue clouds.

Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. 12, "Liu" irrigation snow makes Qingmen dim and warm air returns early.

If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.

In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. 13, "Singing Willow" Don Hanwo dragged the wind in spite of the rain, and fell to people in a weak state.

Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. 14, "Liu" Tang Liqiao is full of gloomy clouds and Di Chin evergreen trees.

Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.

How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. 15, "weeping willows" Tang Li Shangyin is graceful and graceful in the small garden.

The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.

Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. 16, "Liu" Tang Li Shangyin The snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei began to disappear, and the desert was yellow.

Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.

If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. 17, "Liu" Tang Shangyin once danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.

How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. 18, "Topic Willow" Tang Lizhong turned away from the pavilion, full of spring.

Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.

Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. 19, "Remembering Yan" Tang Li feast, Qin E dreams of breaking Qin Louyue.

Qin family, every year in the second quarter of the moon, the willow color by the bridge is printed with seven windows for farewell. Looking at the Cold and Autumn Festival, the ancient road leading to Xianyang has been cut off.

The west wind kissed the light of the sun, and in front of us were the tombs and palaces of the Han Dynasty. 20, "Forever in My Heart" Tang Wang Changling boudoir young women do not know how to worry, spring makeup on the Cuilou.

Suddenly I saw the green willows, and I felt uncomfortable; Oh, I regret that I shouldn't have asked my husband to find Hou Feng.

8. Poem about Willow: Qingmen Liutang Baijuyi Qingqing is a sad tree that once entered the hatred of several people.

Send more farewells near the Doumen, and fold the strip in half to reduce the spring breeze. At the beginning of the strange cloud in Chang' an Guangjiu, the yellow willow has been new.

The sky is different from the garden, and spring comes first. The color is light and slightly dew, and the silk is light but not dusty.

I want to break one and go back to this morning. Linchuan sees the new willow and Tang Cui, but he doesn't see the river head for three or four days, and Liu Laojin is at the bridge.

The south bank of the bank crosses the north, and it is filled with rain and smoke. The place where my hometown leads my dreams is twice as prosperous and declining as other countries.

The grass in Tingzhou is all the same color, and everyone knows how to kill it. When the wind is slow in Liutang and Cuizhang, smoke is dragged and water is blown.

If you annoy the general, you will be tied to a short branch. Zhang Lang's bones are soft and thin, and her waist is light and hungry.

My hometown has not returned, and my heart hurts. The topic of Liu Tang is all over the world, where shadows dance.

Emerald color can't be folded, leave more feelings. Caged on the shore after the rain, smoke on the Suihe River.

It has its own good name, followed by Qin Song. Du Mu of Tang Dynasty in Liu Xin, the wind can't move, and his waist looks like envy.

The shade didn't cover the long dike water, and the golden spike greeted Yuan Chun first. A few sad roads, a branch, the rain sees the dust.

More is the departure outside the east gate, fearing to kill the opposite person. Liu Jue said that several trees of Du Mu in Tang Dynasty have newly opened green shadows, and they are full of amorous feelings, so they are fascinated by spring.

Fan Chuan, the old country hates her, half built the village bridge and half blew the stream. Liu tang style shakes, and the embankment is soft and silky.

You'll know when you're strong, but it's hard to persist when you're weak. Learn to dance branches and turn sleeves to make up Ye Mei.

How to climb, bosom friend and poetry. A cage of gold thread bent the bridge of Liutang Hanwo, and several children broke her waist.

But the spirit and standard are there, and spring is still long. Liu Tang and Han Cong broke the green strips in willow songs and moved to Jindian to plant blue clouds.

Shang Yang's maid-in-waiting made a noise and then came back to dance with her waist. At the end of Liu, Tang and Han dynasties, the snow was pouring, the shadows were hazy, the warm wind was late, and the early warbler returned.

If you leave spring with thin leaves, you must tie the long strips to shine. Pengze is still depressed, and the Sui embankment is ownerless and reluctant.

In the world, people hate this, but pedestrians give it away. Hanwo, who was in the prosperous Tang Dynasty, couldn't resist the rain and dragged the wind, and his whole body was powerless to hang down to people.

Jade fiber is folded, like the hand of Guanyin. He Biyu in the Tang Dynasty in Liu Yong was dressed as a tree and hung with ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. Liu Tang, Li Jiao, Liu Yang, dense, golden embankment evergreen.

Flowers are like snow in front of the courtyard, and leaves are like clouds between the buildings. The column is divided into Dragon Shadow and Fangchi writes Phoenix.

How to play the flute? It's like thinking about you. In the Tang Dynasty, Li Shangyin lived in a small and graceful garden, which was graceful to the east of Quchi.

The fairy clothes are full of wind when she hangs down to the ground. Seven sages are better at bamboo, and three products are pine.

Heartbroken spirit and temple, the first royal jade seat is empty. By the time of Liu Tang, the snow in Jiangnan and Jiangbei described by Li Shangyin began to disappear.

Ba 'an has climbed the guest's hand, and Chu Palace has danced first. Qingming brings rain to the official road, and the night wind blows the wild bridge.

If the thread is like silk, it is hatred, and Wang Sungui has a long way to go. During the Liu Tang period, Li Shangyin danced with Dongfeng and swam in the Spring Garden.

How to get to the late autumn season, it's already sunset, and Qiu Chan laments a scene. Liu Tang Jong Li turned away from the pavilion, and spring was full of hands.

Flowers are not gorgeous, but soft and affectionate. The moon clips the river, and the wind shakes the wild warbler.

Suidi March dusk, flying catkins want to vertical and horizontal. A cluster of blue smoke locks the Luoyinyu Building in Liutang, with half-hanging columns and half-hanging ditches.

There will be more new articles next year, and the spring breeze has not stopped. Liu You is a gift given by you in ancient times, and has been reborn many times.

Five plants lean on the deep Ming house, and thousands of trees hang low in Taiwei camp. There is smoke and jade in the water, and the sound of warblers leaves rain.

Emperor Yangdi's bank was reluctant to leave, which made the song at that time blow. During the Liu Tang period, Pei Shuo brushed the dangerous building high and the dust low, and Baqiao climbed a product.

Thought is a heartless tree. You don't know how to welcome people but give them away. Wu Rong, a poet in Liu Tang, is a land of singing, and does not teach flowers as a medium.

Fine response and rain break, light only love wind shear. It's good to brush the brocade barrier, but don't build a bronze sparrow terrace.

There are thousands of trees in Baling, and they don't leave at dusk. Liu Huan's lonely gold bars are slightly coquettish, and they report to the Spring Festival first every year.

Unlock the cage and fly to extend the scenery instead of chasing flowers in the evening. Birds make cicadas look disappointed, and smoke dances and shakes water.

After five famous Taoists, I saw that the glory of species is rare. In the Tang Dynasty, Feng Xue, a delicate plant, was frightened by the wind and injured itself, and her thoughts were melodious at dusk.

I once wandered with Zimo, and dared to caress Zhu Lan to argue with her. Flying, flapping like ice and snow.

Mo Ling's road climbs frequently, and gradually plans to hang curtains to the painting hall. Ting Liu Tang Yao is a willow branch, when the porch is mixed, it hangs.

Yin is always * * * dense, and each article is appropriate. Because dependence seems to be permanent, knotting will be more painful.

Love this beautiful spring, the autumn wind does not blow. Liu Tang, Zhang Xu, the smoky land, and the buildings on the edge of the city are full of spring thoughts.

Please take a closer look at the romantic feeling, without reducing the spirit and time in the temple. Liutang Zhenggu Half Smoke and Half Rain River Bridge, Taoshan Road reflects apricot.

You will leave people with infinite meaning, and thousands of things will anger the spring breeze.

9. Poem about willow: Qingmen Liutang Baijuyi Qingqing is a sad tree that once entered the hatred of several people.