Poems about flowers and storms 1. Poems about flowers and storms
flower
1 I'll come back after the mountain holiday and chrysanthemum time. (Meng Haoran passes by the old village)
Helpless, let the flowers fall, Yan returns, deja vu. (Huanxisha, Yan Shu)
But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken. (Meng Haoran, Xiao Chun)
Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their sadness. (Du Fu Wang Chun)
5 Xiao Jian is red and wet, and Jinguan City is heavy. (Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night")
My road twists and turns, through a valley covered by branches and flowers, to a Buddhist retreat. (Chang Jian, a Buddhist temple behind a broken mountain temple)
grass
1 flowers are more and more attractive, and shallow grass can be without horseshoes. (Bai Juyi's "Qiantang Spring Tour")
The endless grass on the plain comes and goes with each season. (Bai Juyi bid farewell to ancient grass)
Although a country is divided, mountains and rivers remain forever, and all the plants are in spring. (Du Fu Wang Chun)
The grass grows by the stream alone, and the orioles sing in the deep trees. (In Xixi, Chuzhou, Wei Wuying)
Five kinds of beans are under the south mountain, and grass is better than bean seedlings. (Tao Yuanming returns to Yuantianju)
6 narrow grass is long, and the evening dew is stained with clothes. (Tao Yuanming returns to Yuantianju)
Wind and rain:
Good rain knows the season, when spring comes. Sneaking into the night with the wind, moistening things silently —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu
4. Fish comes out in the drizzle, and the swallow leans in the breeze-two water threshold poems by Tang Du Fu.
5. The sunset is infinitely beautiful, and it is buried in the coming night-Tang Shangyin's Paradise Trip.
6. Twilight gives birth to deep trees, while sunset gives birth to small buildings —— On Yangzhou Temple by Tang Du Mu.
7. A setting sun is sprinkled in the water, half the river is rustling and half the river is red —— Ode to Mujiang by Tang Juyi.
8. Chun Xue is full of air, and it feels like it is blooming. I don't know about the trees in the garden, but if they are real plums-Chun Xue by Tang Dongfang Qiu.
9. The bright moon is in the sky, brightening the whole of heaven-Tang Zhang Jiuling's "Looking at the Moon and Thinking about the Distance"
10. Dark clouds press the city to destroy, and the light scatters the sun-Tang Yanmen is too defensive.
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12. Birds are startled when the moon rises, and they sing in the spring stream —— Bird Singing Stream by Wang Wei in the Tang Dynasty.
13. The moonlight is like water, and the water color is like sky-Tang Zhao's "Feeling the Old on the River"
14. People can't climb the moon, but follow people when they walk on the moon-Tang Libai's Drinking and Asking about the Moon
15. Yanshan snowflakes are as big as seats, and pieces of them blow down Xuanyuantai-Tang Dynasty. Li Bai's Popular North
16. The mountain wind blows the empty forest, as if someone is whispering —— Cen Can's "Walking in the Late Autumn" in the Tang Dynasty
17. Like the strong wind in spring, it blows at night and blows away the petals of ten thousand pear trees-Tang Dynasty. Song of Snow White sends Tian Shuji home.
18. You will know when I see you in the falling pond —— Qiu Si by Du Mu in Tang Dynasty.
19. You never know-Tang Xu Hun's night view of Xianyang West Building.
20. You can't see wet clothes or hear idle flowers falling in the drizzle-don't be Yan Shiyuan described by Liu Changqing in the Tang Dynasty.
2 1. Dark clouds can't cover the mountain, but white rain can't cover the boat-on January 27th, I wrote "Drunk Book at Wanghu Building".
22. When will there be a bright moon? Asking for Wine from Heaven —— Shi's "Water Tune Song Tou"
2. Poems about flowers and storms in spring
1, write flowers and plants:
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
-"Qiantang Spring Tour" Bai Juyi
2, write wind and rain:
The clothes are wet and the apricot blossoms are raining, and the face is not cold.
-The Southern Monk of Jueju
3, write flowers and spring breeze:
Jiangshan bathed in spring, how beautiful, flowers send flowers.
-"Jueju" Du Fu
4. Write Spring Rain:
There is a lot of silk in the sky above the avenue, which is as delicate and moist as butter. The grass is vaguely connected in the distance, but it looks sparse in the near future.
-"Presenting Zhang Eighteen Members of the Ministry of Water in Early Spring" Han Yu
5. Write about spring breeze and spring flowers
Everyone can see the face of spring, the spring breeze blows flowers open, thousands of purple, and the scene of spring is everywhere.
-"Spring Day" Zhu
3. Poems describing the wind and rain of flowers and plants
Hua 1 Wait until the mountain is on holiday, and I'll come back at chrysanthemum time.
(Meng Haoran passes by the old people's village) 2 There is nothing to do, as if I met Yan. Huanxisha, Yan Shu, but now I think of that night, that storm, I don't know how many flowers were broken.
(Meng Haoran, Xiao Chun) Petals fall like tears, and lonely birds sing their lamentations. (Du Fu) 5 Xiao Jian is red and wet, and Jinguan City is heavy.
(Du Fu's Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night) My road twists and turns, passing through a valley shaded by trees, with branches and flowers, leading to a Buddhist temple. (Buddhism is closed after the broken mountain temple is often built) Grass 1 is more and more attractive, and shallow grass can lose its horseshoe.
Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River, boundless grass, comes and goes with the seasons. (Bai Juyi bid farewell to the ancient grass) Although the three countries are broken, the mountains and rivers remain forever, and the vegetation turns green in spring.
(Du Fu's "Spring Hope") 4 The grass is alone by the stream, and there are orioles singing on the trees. (Xixi Chuzhou, Wei) There are five kinds of beans in Nanshan, and grass is better than bean seedlings.
(Tao Yuanming returns to Yuantianju) Six narrow trees grow long, and my clothes are exposed in the evening. (Tao Yuanming returns to Yuantianju) Wind and rain: 3. Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently —— Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night by Tang Du Fu. 4. Fish comes out in the drizzle, and the swallow leans in the breeze-two poems by Tang Du Fu about water threshold. 5. to see the sun, for all his glory, buried in the coming night-A Trip to Paradise by Tang Shangyin. 6. Deep trees grow in the dusk, while small buildings descend in the sunset-Tang Du Mu. I wonder if the trees in the garden are really beautiful —— Chun Xue No.9 written by Tang Dongfang Qiu. The bright moon is in the sky, and the horizon is at this moment —— Looking at the Moon and Thinking Far Away by Zhang Tang Jiu Ling 10. Dark clouds overwhelm the city, and the golden sun shines brightly —— Tang Li and "Yanmen Taishouxing Spring Water —— Tang Dynasty"19000.000000000016 Wang Wei 13 birdsong flow. Moonlight is like water, like water is like sky —— Love the Old River Upstairs by Don Zhao Tuo 14. People can't go to the moon, but they follow people when they walk on the moon —— asking for the moon 14, where Tang Libai drinks. Whisper like someone —— Walking in Late Autumn by Cen Can in Tang Dynasty 17. Just like the strong wind in spring, it blew open the petals of ten thousand pear trees at night-Tang Dynasty. Song of Snow White sent Tian Shuji Wu home 18. When you see it in Xiaoyu pond, you will know the wind-Tang Dynasty. Qiu Si 19 of Du Mu. It's raining.-Tang Dynasty. Idle flowers fall to the ground and listen to silence-Tang Dynasty. Liu Changqing's Bieyan Poetry Garden 2 1. Dark clouds can't cover the mountain, but white rain can't jump off the boat-on January 27, 22, 1999, the drunken book of looking at the lake building. When will there be a bright moon? Asking for wine from the sky —— Shi's "Water Tune".
There are 20 famous sentences describing flowers, trees and wind and rain.
Xia Song-Xu Lai with a cool breeze, beside the flowing water pavilion.
Early summer-Sophora japonica turns into rainy and dusty, cherry cheese, with a new taste. Hot summer-sun gear can't freeze at noon, and all ethnic groups are like in a stove.
Summer scenery-the leaves of Chuyang are withered and it rains all night, the water is clear and round, and the wind and the lotus are at one stroke. Summer water-look at vines and bamboos in the shadow of the stream and smell the lotus flowers in the pool.
Summer night-the evening is cool, open my window and lie down quietly. Summer rain-the wind shakes the mountains and turns into angry waves, and raindrops fly in the air and shoot strong crossbows.
Summer flowers-lotus leaves and skirts are cut in the same color, and hibiscus flowers bloom on both sides of the face. Xia Chan-Dropping dew, flowing out of Tongtong.
Summer bird-an egret flies over the quiet swamp, and mango birds sing in the trees in midsummer. Midsummer Festival —— Colored lines light around the red jade arm, and small symbols slant to Lv Yun, Guangxi.
Summer thoughts-summer insects are also silent for me. Silence is a summer trip to Cambridge tonight-the wind and water are mixed, and the empty mountain is like playing the piano. Summer fun-lazily shaking the white feather fan, I don't know who cut the thin leaves in the bare green forest, and the spring breeze in February is like scissors.
-Tang/He "Singing Willow" There are three or two peach blossoms outside the bamboo, and there are duck prophets on the riverside. -Song/Su Shi's "The Night Scene of the Spring River" is easy to distinguish, and the four seasons are always spring.
-Song/Zhu "Spring Day" At sunrise, the river was red as fire and green as the blue of spring. -Tang/Bai Juyi's "Remembering Jiangnan" counts the early warblers to warm the trees, and whose new swallow pecks at the spring mud.
-Tang/Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang River is like spring breeze. At night, it blows open the petals of ten thousand pear trees. -Tang/Cen Can's "Bai Xuege Farewell Tian Shuji Wu Home" Good rain knows the season, when spring comes.
-Tang/Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" is light outside, and the branches of red apricots are full of spring. -Song/Song Qi "Jade Tower Spring" wet clothes, apricot flowers, blowing cold willows.
-Song/Zhi Nan's "Jueju" It rained in the Qingming period, and pedestrians on the road wanted to break their souls. -Tang/Du Mu "Qingming" Liu does not cover the spring scenery, and an apricot is out of the wall.
-Song/Lu You's "Do it right away" can't be caged in the spring garden, and an apricot will come out of the wall. -Song/Ye Shaoweng "It's not worthwhile to visit the park" Xiao He has just exposed a sharp corner, and there are dragonflies standing on it.
-Song/Yang Wanli's "Little Pool" is becoming more and more fascinating, and shallow grass can have no horseshoe. -Tang/Bai Juyi's spring outing in Qiantang Lake, with boundless grass and plains, comes and goes with the four seasons.
Wildfire can't burn it out, but the spring breeze can revive it. -Tang/Bai Juyi's "Farewell to Ancient Grass" parting: lush appearance.
Stop and sit in the maple forest late, and the frost leaves are red in February flowers. -Tang/Du Mu's "Mountain Walk" Sit: Because.
I quit my job and go home, just like a flower falling from a branch, but this is not a heartless thing. It can be turned into the soil of spring and can also play a role in nurturing the next generation. -Qing/Gong Zizhen's "Jihai Miscellaneous Poems" Red: Falling Flowers.
A beautiful poem about wind and rain, Xiao Chun (Meng Haoran) (It's a spring morning, I wake up easily, and birds are singing everywhere. But now I think of that night, that storm, and I don't know how many flowers I folded.
Village residence (Gaoding) (The grass grows in February, and the willows are drunk with spring smoke. The children came back from school early and were busy flying kites in the east wind.
Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night (Du Fu) But now I remember that night, that storm, and I wonder how many flowers were broken. -Meng Haoran's "Spring Dawn" knows the rainy season and when spring will happen.
-Du Fu's "Delighting in Rain on a Spring Night" There are seven or eight stars in the sky, and it rains before Zhongshan at two or three o'clock. -Xin Qiji's "Xijiang Moon" The sky street is crisp and crisp, and the grass color is far away.
-Tang Hanyu's "Offering Eighteen Members of Zhang Shui Department in Early Spring" Spring tides bring rain late and rush, and there is no boat to cross the wild. -Wei Wuying's "Xixi on Chuzhou" is wet in clothes, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold.
-Southern Song Dynasty Zhinan monk "Jueju" It rained at home in Huangmei season, and frogs were everywhere in the grass pond. -Song Zhao Shi Xiu's "Guest" is green and dripping, and there is no need to return to the oblique wind and drizzle.
-Zhang's "Fishing Songs" is wet, apricot blossoms and rain, and his face is not cold. -Yinan monk "Jueju" Weicheng is light and dusty in the rain, and the guest house is green and willow.
-Wang Wei's "Send Yuan Er An Xi" 480 Temple in the Southern Dynasties, how many towers are misty and rainy. -Du Mu's "Poems of Jiangnan Spring" lies in the middle of the night listening to the wind and rain, and dreams of iron horse glaciers.
-Lu You's "The Storm on November 4" It rained in succession during the Qingming Festival, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. -Du Mu's "Qingming" is sunny and sunny, and the mountains are empty and rainy.
-Su Shi's "Rain after Drinking on the Lake", the mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is floating, and life experiences are ups and downs. -Wen Tianxiang's "Crossing the Lonely Ocean" hates clouds, and Jiangnan is still called a beauty.
-Wang Yucheng's "Little Red Lip", butterflies both dance on the threshold, and the curtains are rolled up late to keep out the rain. -Mao Xizhen's "Qingpingle" knows the rainy season and when spring will come.
Sneak into the night with the wind, moisten things silently. The wild path is dark, and the river is bright.
Look at the red and wet place, the flowers in Jinguancheng are heavy. In Furong Inn, I left Xin Jian (Wang Changling) for Wu on a cold rainy night and saw Min Gu.
If relatives and friends in Luoyang ask each other, a piece of ice heart is in the jade pot. It rains at home in Huangmei season, and frogs are everywhere in the grass pond.
(Zhao Shixiu) Tomb-Sweeping Day (Du Mu) During the Qingming Festival, it rained in succession, and pedestrians on the road wanted to die. Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
5. Poems and ancient poems about flowers, rain, snow and wind
1, Spring Tour of Qiantang Lake
Author Bai Juyi, Tang Dynasty,
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.
Colorful spring flowers will gradually fascinate people's eyes, and shallow spring grass can barely cover the horseshoe.
I love the beauty on the east bank of the West Lake, and I can't get enough of it, especially the white sand embankment under the green poplar.
Vernacular translation:
Bypassing the north of Gushan Temple, strolling in the west of Jiagong Pavilion, the white clouds hang low at the beginning of the lake. Several warm trees that the oriole came out early competed for sunshine, and the new swallows were busy building nests and holding mud. Wild flowers will be dazzling when they are competing to open, and spring grass has just crossed the horseshoe before it grows tall. The beautiful scenery in the east of the favorite lake is unforgettable. Rows of willow trees pass through a white sand embankment.
2. Hope of Spring
Author Du Fu, Tang Dynasty,
Chang' an fell, the country was broken, and only the mountains and rivers remained; Spring has come, and the sparsely populated Chang' an city is densely forested.
Sad state, can not help but burst into tears, amazing birds, leaving sorrow and hate.
The war lasted for more than half a year, and letters from home were rare, with a hundred thousand gold.
Twisting with melancholy, scratching my head and thinking, the more I scratch my white hair, I can hardly insert a hairpin.
Vernacular translation:
Chang' an fell and the country was broken, leaving only mountains and rivers; Spring has come, and Chang 'an, which is sparsely populated, has dense vegetation. Sentimental state affairs, tears can't help splashing, birds are heart-pounding, which only increases sadness but not hatred. The continuous war has continued until now, and there are few letters at home. A letter is worth tens of thousands of gold. Worried, scratching my head, my white hair is getting shorter and shorter, and I can't insert it.
3. Qingming
Author Du Mu, Tang Dynasty,
A drizzling rain falls like tears on the Mourning Day; The mourner's heart is going to break on his way.
Ask local people where to buy wine? The shepherd boy just laughed and didn't answer Xingshan Village.
Vernacular translation:
During the Qingming Festival in the south of the Yangtze River, the drizzle drifted one after another, and all the passengers on the road were down and out.
Where can local people buy wine to drown their sorrows? The shepherd boy just smiled and pointed to Xinghuashan Village.
4. Jiang Xue
Author Liu Zongyuan, Tang Dynasty
There are no birds flying over those mountains, and there are no traces of people in those paths.
A boat on the river, a fisherman wearing his webworm moth; Fishing alone is not afraid of snow and ice.
Vernacular translation:
There is no bird trace in Qianshan Wanling; There are no footprints of pedestrians on thousands of roads.
On a lonely boat, a fisherman wearing hemp fiber and hat; Fishing alone in the snow.
5. Yuanri
Author Wang Anshi, Song Dynasty
The roar of firecrackers, the old year has passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine.
The rising sun sheds light on doors of each household, New peachwood charm is put up to replace the old.
Vernacular translation:
In the sound of firecrackers, the old year passed; The warm spring breeze ushered in the New Year, and people happily drank the newly brewed Tu Su wine. The rising sun shines on thousands of families, who are busy taking off the old peach charms and replacing them with new ones.