1. 15 poems about apricots
"The First Spring Rain in Lin'an" by Lu You of the Song Dynasty
The world is as thin as gauze over the years, who makes people on horseback ride in Beijing. Listening to the spring rain in the small building all night, apricot flowers are sold in the Ming Dynasty in the deep alley.
Low paper is slanted and grass is leisurely made, and tea is played with fine milk under the clear window. Plain clothes are not sighing in the wind and dust, and it is still as late as the Qingming Festival to get home. < /p>
The floating ones hate the lack of entertainment, but they are willing to love a thousand pieces of gold and smile lightly. I hold wine for you to persuade the setting sun, and leave the evening photos among the flowers.
"Butterflies Love Flowers" by Su Shi of the Song Dynasty
p>The flowers have faded to red and the green apricots are small. When the swallows fly, the green water is surrounded by people.
There are few willow trees blowing on the branches, and there are no fragrant grasses anywhere in the world.
Wall There are swings inside and outside the wall, people walking outside the wall, and the beauty inside the wall laughs.
The laughter gradually disappears and becomes quieter, and the passion is ruthlessly annoyed.
"A Visit to the Garden Is Not Worth It" by Ye Shaoweng of the Song Dynasty< /p>
Ying Lian’s teeth are imprinted with green moss, and the small buckle firewood leaf cannot be opened for a long time. The garden is full of spring scenery and cannot be closed, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.
1. The plums are golden, the apricots are fat, and the wheat is Flowers of white cabbage are sparse.
2. When the apricots are raining or sunny or the weather is cold, pursuing peaches and plums is afraid of the flowers dying.
3. The journey is as far as the sky, but the apricots will be yellow when you return.
4. The vines on the pressure frame are heavy with flowers, and the branches are thick with apricots.
5. The Han River still carries peach blossom water, and the clouds are beginning to cover Xingzi Mountain.
6. It is said that Baishe is in a state of decay, covered with pomegranates and apricots.
7. When I came back, it was strange that the old travels were sparse, and the green suburbs were full of apricots.
8. The apricot shirt is thin and the plum blossoms are dotted on the forehead.
9. Holding green apricots in hand, I can’t bear to fight the mandarin ducks.
10. Looking at the flower branches in Yichun Lake, I saw green apricots and fat.
11. The poplars fall lightly on the eaves, and the apricots weigh heavily on the edge branches.
12. Bamboo powder blows the fragrant apricot pill, and I try the new gauze hat and gauze coat.
13. The single shirt is apricot red, and the double temples are the color of crow.
14. After the green plum blossoms and apricots are red, the burden and the rain are in a hurry.
15. The plums are green and the apricots are red, and the lotus leaves around the city are already blown by the wind.
16. Half an armful of apricots have red beards, and the seedlings have faded and grown green.
17. The apricots on the east wall are blooming in clear sunshine, and the peonies in the south are bearing the dew.
18. When I arrived at Nanyuan, the apricots were half red and green.
19. The crow's head looks like it is falling, and the apricot shirt is freshly red.
20. The leaves are green and apricots hang down, and the branches are thin and silky.
21. Yesterday the pear blossoms were white, today the apricots are green.
21. The green oil-cut cattail leaves are growing new, and the red wax-sticky apricot branches are about to bloom.
22. The red apricots are in their first leaves, and the green plums are already on the branches.
23. How dare you stop me from going to the apricot garden? Just take a look when there are no flowers.
24. The apricots will fade away when the powder is bad, but the peaches will still be thick when the fire spreads.
25. Think of the mulberry leaves falling on the sliding platform, and the autumn of the apricot garden in the east of the Yellow River.
26. Only orchids and sunflowers are green, while peaches and apricots are not yet red.
27. The apricot blossoms are sparse in the rain at dusk, and no one in the golden house can see the traces of tears.
28. The rain of apricot blossoms passes through the wind of willow flowers, and the wine is in the middle of the night when you wake up.
29. Spring doves ring in the corner of the apricot house, and the fragrance of agarwood lingers lazily downstairs.
30. The redness of apricot rain is beginning to disperse, and the greenness of poplar smoke is half gone.
31. The apricot blossoms and peach leaves are all fragrant, and the spring breeze of the winding water is half-covered.
32. The mud mixed with apricot rain follows the swallow's mouth, but the smoke is heavy and the wicker cannot hold it up.
33. When the apricots are raining or sunny or the weather is cold, pursuing peaches and plums is afraid of the spent flowers.
34. The apricot blossoms have fallen into the morning wind, hiding a few people sleeping during the day.
35. The apricot flowers are withered and the swallows are busy, but the beauty of spring is beautiful.
36. The apricot smoke wets the temples under the swing, and the silver wax light shines on the cold curved screen.
37. The morning wind is cold on the apricot branches, and the sad face in the mirror is unbearable.
38. The apricot blossoms and willow silk threads are painted on the spring river while listening to the rain.
39. The rain of apricots fills the path, and the swallows wear the curtain to make up for the fallen flowers. 2. A complete collection of ancient poems about birds
Withered vines and old trees, dim crows, small bridges and flowing water, people's homes, west wind and thin horses on the ancient roads. ——Ma Zhiyuan's "Tian Jing Sha·Autumn Thoughts"
The green birds in the river are more than white, and the blue flowers in the mountains are about to burn. ——Du Fu's "Two Quatrains"
Helplessly, the flowers fell away, and the swallows returned, as if they had known each other before. ——Yan Shu's "Huanxisha·A New Song and a Glass of Wine"
Who in the clouds sent a brocade book? When the wild goose returned, the moon was full on the west tower. ——Li Qingzhao's "A Cut of Plum Blossoms, Autumn with the Fragrance of Red Lotus Roots and Remaining Jade Mats"
Two orioles sing in the green willows, and a row of egrets ascends to the blue sky. ——Du Fu's "Quequatrains"
I live in the North Sea and in the South China Sea. I can't thank you for sending me a message sent by a wild goose.
——Huang Tingjian's "Sending Huang Jifu"
The cicada-noisy forest is more quiet, and the bird-singing mountain is even more secluded. ——Wang Ji "Entering Ruoye Creek"
In front of Xisai Mountain, egrets fly, and peach blossoms flow into the flowing water, where mandarin fish are fat.