Ancient poems and sentences about new green

1. The poem describing the new green was very surprised to see that after I approached, I pulled out a small green bud from the broken trunk.

In the warm early spring wind, in the surrounding green, it looks so weak, but it stands there so firmly. This is also different from the life around. It is completely tough, an indomitable tenacity that blends into life.

In spring, the plane tree just sprouted and grew happily under the sunshine. Winter has just passed, although the snow has melted, but the melted snow water has not dried, and the accumulated water is shining in the sun with a little silver light.

We played around the buttonwood, singing and dancing hand in hand around the buttonwood, and we were very happy. The buds on the Platanus acerifolia also thrive in the sun, growing bigger and greener.

In spring, the branches of Sophora japonica appear green buds, dotted with Sophora japonica like little stars. After a spring rain, there are still some dew on the green shoots. Under the sunlight, dewdrops turn into colorful balls and twinkle.

A spring breeze blew, and the green buds danced happily. Moistened by the star-like dew and touched by the breeze, the green shoots grow up gradually.

Spring girl came to us quietly with vigor and light steps, and everything around her was undergoing subtle changes. The branches of the maple are sprouting and green. As time goes on, the color gets darker and darker, and those new buds are like green flowers on the tree, very beautiful.

2. Twenty verses describing green: Liu He and Zhang Zhi's jasper are decorated into a tree, and 10,000 green silk threads hang down. I don't know who to cut it for, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors. The mangroves and green hills in Fengle Pavilion are dying, and the grass in the long suburbs is endless. No matter how old spring is, tourists will step on the flowers in front of the pavilion. Boating in Guazhou, Wang Anshi, Guazhou in Jingkou and Zhongshan are only separated by several mountains. The spring breeze has a green Jiang Nanan. When will the bright moon shine on me? I remember that Bai Juyi in Jiangnan was good, and the scenery was once familiar. At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire. In spring, the river is as green as blue. Can I forget Jiangnan? In spring, Ti Ying, a thousand miles away in the south of the Yangtze River, reflects red, and the water village mountains and wine flags are windy. There are many platforms and rainy days in the 480 temples in the south. Spring tour of Qiantang Lake (Qiantang Lake is another name for West Lake). Bai Juyi Tanggu Gushan Temple is the only shallow grass without the sound of hooves. I love that the lake doesn't go eastward, and the white sand embankment is under the shade of poplar. Sanqiu Guizi and Shili Lotus (Liu Yong) are covered with dark clouds, and the white rain jumps off the boat. The wind blows away, the water in the lake is as bright as the sky (Su Dongpo), and the mountains are empty and rainy. I want to compare the West Lake with Chinese calligraphy. A willow and a peach. Wang Yanna) The willows are full of long dikes, and the flower road is not lost. Before the boatman gets up, he listens to the warbler on his side pillow. (Zhang Ning) The next day, the lotus leaves are infinitely blue, and the lotus flowers are of different colors. (Yang Wanli) Outside the Qingshan Building outside the mountain, when did the West Lake stop singing and dancing? The warm wind made tourists drunk, and Hangzhou became Bianzhou. (Lin Hong) Long remembers the West Lake. Bai Niao suddenly started up after the trip. Don't idle the fishing rod, thinking about the cold water and clouds. (Pan Lang) Autumn Moon in Pinghu (NaHo) Joan Hinton Moon doesn't flow, where to sing, the boat will return to the boat. Baiping red tassel west wind, full of lakes and light autumn. I invited my friends to visit the West Lake [tomorrow]. I celebrated the West Lake with water paste, and the hibiscus rose in autumn and smoked in the sun. Every peak lived for a year. At night, the West Lake is full of clothes, and Qian Shan is full of blue autumn smoke. 2. Waterbirds don't know where to stay, but also fly to the pavilion and fly to the short strip of willow branches [Qing] in the West Lake. There is a green curtain of an oriole just crying on it, and the smoke can't be hidden. The west courtyard of the bridge is covered with a green cover painted [Qing]. It smells good when poured into the waves. Go to the West Lake with friends tomorrow. In the spring, the flowers are dark, and the lake fog scatters the forest sand. Where does the yellow crane cry Su Causeway Xiao? Send a friend from Hangzhou [Tomorrow] to the West Lake in Xi Zhong to stick to the sky, and Furong Liuqiu will smoke. How many mountains are there by the lake? Every peak lived for a year. The night history of the West Lake [Ming] tells us that the water on the West Lake was born, and the overlapping spring mountains are connected with the county seat. I remember that the boat was loaded with spring wine, and I was covered with flowers and listening to songbirds singing. The West Lake is covered with willow branches, and the autumn smoke in Qian Shan is faint. Second, waterfowl don't know where to stay, and their flight to Wanghuting [Qing] and the field is short-lived.

3. Ask about the poems about begonia flowers, except "how green the branches are, and the little buds hide a little red." There is a saying in Li Shen's Poem of Begonia in the Tang Dynasty, "There are strange trees on the seashore, and you know that you have planted a fairy mountain. Qiong Rui heard about Yuen Long, and you can see Penglai on the map of Zizhi." In the Song Dynasty, Wang Qi took off the plum powder makeup and painted it with a new red begonia. There are flowers all over the mountain and a begonia, but the natives don't know how expensive it is. In Song Dynasty, Su Shi's land of Jiangcheng was rich and glorious, but only famous flowers were bitter and lonely. Smiling, peaches and plums are always in the bamboo fence. Knowing that creation has profound meaning, he sent the beauty to the empty valley. They are naturally rich and will not wait for a golden plate to recommend a house in China. In the Song Dynasty, begonia, Su Shi's east wind curled up and worshipped the light, and the fragrant rain fell on the moon. Therefore, the following is from A Dream of Red Mansions, Tanchun and Bai Hai Tang Fu. The cold grass in the sunset is covered with heavy doors, the moss is full of flowers, and the rain basin is paved. Jade is difficult to be clean in spirit, and snow is easy to be ecstatic in spirit. My heart is a little delicate, and there are traces in the dead of night. Fairy can feather, affectionate accompany me to sing dusk. Baochai's Ode to Bai Hai Tang regrets its graceful posture and hides the door during the day. There is no trace of jade when you are sad. If you want to pay for cleaning in Bai Di, you will feel dizzy when you don't talk about Tingting. Baoyu's "Bai Hai Tang Fu" reflects the heavy door in autumn, and the seven sections are full of snow. It's so cold in the shower that I hold my heart in Xiyu as my soul. The breeze does not disperse a thousand points, and the rain adds a tear. Leaning on the painting column alone, clearing the anvil and complaining about the flute will send you to dusk. Dai Yu's Bai Hai Tang Fu is a half-volume of Hunan. In autumn, women always erase their cries in my heart. Who did they complain to? They are tired of relying on the west wind. A fairy in Xiang Yun's Bai Hai Tang Fu fell to Doumen yesterday and planted a pot of lantian jade. Naturally, frost moths prefer cold, and they leave their souls even if they don't care about beauty. Autumn clouds hold snow, and rain stains add night marks. However, they like the tireless singing of poets, which makes their loneliness dull. Xiang Yun's Ode to Bai Hai Tang is the second one.

4. The poem describing the new green was very surprised to see that after I approached, I pulled out a small green bud from the broken trunk. In the warm early spring wind, in the surrounding green, it looks so weak, but it stands there so firmly. This is also different from the life around. It is completely tough, an indomitable tenacity that blends into life.

In spring, the plane tree just sprouted and grew happily under the sunshine. Winter has just passed, although the snow has melted, but the melted snow water has not dried, and the accumulated water is shining in the sun with a little silver light. We played around the buttonwood, singing and dancing hand in hand around the buttonwood, and we were very happy. The buds on the Platanus acerifolia also thrive in the sun, growing bigger and greener.

In spring, the branches of Sophora japonica appear green buds, dotted with Sophora japonica like little stars. After a spring rain, there are still some dew on the green shoots. Under the sunlight, dewdrops turn into colorful balls and twinkle. A spring breeze blew, and the green buds danced happily. Moistened by the star-like dew and touched by the breeze, the green shoots grow up gradually.

Spring girl came to us quietly with vigor and light steps, and everything around her was undergoing subtle changes. The branches of the maple are sprouting and green. As time goes on, the color gets darker and darker, and those new buds are like green flowers on the tree, very beautiful.

5. Poems describing "green" pass through the village for the aged (Meng Haoran)

This old friend prepared a delicious meal and invited me to his hospitable farm.

We watched the green trees around your village, and the green pots slanted out.

Triumphant Garden, holding cups to talk about Sang Ma.

Please come here to see chrysanthemums when the ninth festival comes.

Liu Yong (He)

Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down ten thousand green silk tapestries.

I don't know who cut the thin leaves, but the spring breeze in February is like scissors.

Dengguazhou (Wang Anshi)

Jingkou and Guazhou are just separated by a water, and Zhongshan has only a few heavy green mountains.

The gentle spring breeze turns green again, but, moon in the sky, when can you take me home?

Jiang Nanchun's quatrains (Du Mu)

Jiangnan, the sound of green and red flowers, the waterside village in the foothills.

More than 480 ancient temples were left in the Southern Dynasties, and countless pagodas were shrouded in wind and rain.

Spring outing in Qiantang River (Bai Juyi)

From the north side of Gushan Temple to the west side of Jiating, the lake is just level with the embankment, with low clouds and waves on the lake.

Several early orioles raced to the sunny tree, and their new swallows were carrying mud in their nests.

Flowers are charming when splashed, but shallow grass has no horseshoe.

I love the lack of East Lake and the white sand embankment under the shade of Populus davidiana.

Mr. Yin's Wall in Shuhu Lake (Wang Anshi)

Grass eaves are long and quiet without moss, and flowers and trees are planted by hand.

One water protects the field and surrounds the green, and two mountains send green.

6. The poem describing green is 1. Tonight, through the green screen window, I know that spring is warm and the sound of insects is new. -Liu, Moonlit Night

2. I love the lack of eastward travel of the lake and the white sand embankment in the shade of Populus davidiana. -Bai Juyi's Spring Tour in Qiantang

3. The trees are shady at night, and the water in the pool is cool and youthful. -Bai Juyi's "Ancient Wu Bei Ting Wo"

4, the poet Jing Qing in the Spring Festival, green willows and yellow half uneven. -Early spring in the east of Juyuan Yang.

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? -Wang Anshi's "Dengguazhou"

6. I saw an oriole flying in the warm air, and a green water plant was reflected by the sun. -Du Fu's "Looking at Lu Cheng's Spring Tour in Jinling"

7. Under the blue mountain, my boat and I meandered along the green water. -Wang Wan's berth at the foot of Beibao Mountain.

8, thousands of miles green, water village Guo Shan wine flag wind. -Du Mu's poem "Jiangnan Village"

7. Poems describing green:

Several early warblers competed for warm trees, and their new swallows pecked at new soil. (Bai Juyi)

Liu Yang has long dikes everywhere, and Huaming Road has not been lost. (Zhang Ning)

The lotus leaf on the second day is infinitely blue, and the lotus flower on the second day is of different colors. (Yang Wanli)

West Lake Willow Branch Ci

[Qing] Shu Tian

The short strip blows the short long embankment, and there is an oriole Chen Wenjing crow on it.

The smog in Cui Mu can't be hidden, but the west of the bridge is being painted one by one.

Courtyard wind load

[Qing] Xu

Green cover, red makeup, beautiful countryside,

The virtual pavilion faces the lake.

White clouds suddenly rain,

It smells good when poured into your heart.

Invite friends to visit the West Lake.

[Ming] Zhou Yang

Having fun is the right thing,

The dense fog dispersed the sand in the forest.

Where the yellow crane breaks smoke,

A loud cry from Xiao came from Su Causeway.

Dreamed of the south bank

Bai Juyi

Jiangnan is good,

The scenery used to be familiar.

At sunrise, the red flowers in the river win the fire.

This river is as green as blue in spring.

I have to admire.

Berthing Guazhou

Wang Anshi

A water room in Guazhou, Jingkou,

Zhongshan is separated by only a few mountains.

The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green,

When will the bright moon shine on me?

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

Two orioles sing green willows and a row of egrets fly to the sky-Don Du Fu.

Do you know that?/You know what? It should be green, fat, red and thin-Song Liqingzhao. Like a dream.

Jiang Nanan spring breeze is green, when will the bright moon shine on me?

Jasper is dressed up as a tree with 10,000 green silk tapestries.

8. The poem about Chun Lv is 1. Jasper dressed as a tree, hanging down thousands of moss tapestries. (The Singing Willow by Don He Zhangzhi)

2, the drizzle in the sky is crisp, and the grass color is close but not close. (Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring")

At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue. (Tang Bai Juyi, "Recalling Jiangnan")

Spring grass grows in the pond, and garden willows become songbirds. (Xie Lingyun's "Climbing the Pool Upstairs" in Southern Song Dynasty)

5, the Spring Festival Evening is beautiful, the rocks are high and the clouds are white. (Xie Lingyun in the Southern Song Dynasty, "Entering Peng Li Hukou")

6, invading the snow color is also a day lily, and there are wickers in spring. (Tang Du Fu's "La Ri")

7. Spring chives are cut in the night rain, and brown rice is cooked fresh in a special way. (Tang Du Fu's "To Wei Ba Chu Shi")

8. The spring breeze in Jiang Nanan is green. When will the bright moon shine on me? (Wang Song Anshi "Dengguazhou")

9. The grass in your north is as blue as jade, and the mulberries here are bent into green branches. (Tang Li Bai's "Spring Thoughts")

10, the Yangtze River is green in spring and lotus leaves are as big as money. (Tang Zhangji's Spring Biequ)