Planting willows in Dongxi
Tang Bai Juyi
Planting wild willows, planting willows in the water.
Take advantage of the spring and chop it with an ax, cut it and tree it.
It is neither long nor short, high or low as appropriate.
The big trunk is buried against the bank, and the twigs are planted near the stream.
The pines and cypresses cannot be treated, and the nan is hard to move.
It is better to plant this tree, which will flourish easily.
You can live without roots, and it is not too late to become Yin.
You haven’t left the county for three years, so you can see Yiyi.
After planting, rest by the water, raise your head and think to yourself.
Wealth and honor are not expected, fame must wait.
If you don’t plant Dongxi willows, what are you doing sitting upright?
Qingmen Willow
Tang Bai Juyi
The green tree looks sad, and has been part of the hatred of several people.
In order to say goodbye to many people near the capital, the long strips are folded to reduce the spring breeze.
Suzhou Willow
Tang Bai Juyi
The yellow and graceful flowers in the Golden Valley Garden, and the whirling green flowers beside the Qujiang Pavilion.
Laolai travels everywhere, unlike Suzhou where the most willows are.
The puffs of white hair are blowing across your face, leaving you with no idea what to do.
New Willows in Chang'an
Chen Guang of Tang Dynasty
The clouds in Jiumo are beginning to shine, and the willows in Huangqu are already new. Different Tianyuan scenery, spring comes first.
The color is light and slightly revealing, and the silk is light and not dusty. One branch is about to be broken, and it will be morning when it returns.
Willows by the water in May
Tang Cuihu
The roots are tall and tall, and the hanging shadows cover the clear sky. My face is still cold when I sleep, my lazy waist is even softer.
The empty bar has been shaken, and the water belt can be unfolded. It's like a drunken smoke, the scenery is condensed, like a sad moon with dew.
The long silken fish are mistakenly frightened, and the weak branches are frightened by birds. How sentimental is the long separation, and the spring is full of joy.
Liu
Tang Cui Oar
The wind is slow, the sun is late, and the smoke is dragging on the water. Provoke the hatred of thousands of generals and tie them to short and long branches.
A man with weak bones is thin, and a woman with a light waist is hungry. I still miss my hometown without returning home.
Xinliu
Tang Cui Oar
The ruthless and tender attitude is ready for spring, as if leaning against the ancient platform in the wind.
How much I hate last year and today, the color of Yugou comes from Dongting.
Willows on the Embankment
Dai Shulun of Tang Dynasty
Weeping willows have thousands of silks, weaving farewell in spring. At the place where passers-by climb and break, the concubine has her heart broken.
The willow tree in the pavilion is endowed with
Dai Shulun of the Tang Dynasty
The willows in the pavilion are washed by the willows, and the water flows through the shade. The rain rubs the golden strands thinly, and the smoke is soft and green.
Seeing off guests brings new regrets, listening to orioles reminisce about old travels. If you give as a gift and get more as a gift, you will get late autumn.
Ti Liu
Tang Dihuan
The shadows are whirling here between the south and the north. There is no end to the emerald green, and there is more to it than love.
The remaining rain lingers on the bank of Ba, and the mist covers the Sui River. He has a good reputation, can Qin Song succeed him?
Lonely Willow
Tang Dumu
A willow containing smoke will sway the ground in the wind for a long time.
The beautiful woman couldn't bear to be broken and looked back at her delicate hands with regret.
Liu Quatrains
Tang Dumu
Several trees have newly bloomed and their green shadows are in full bloom, leaning against the wind and being fascinated by the spring.
I hate my hometown Fanchuan, half covering the village bridge and half brushing the stream.
Xinliu
Tang Dumu
Can't shake the wind and the dawn looks new, and the thin waist is jealous.
The green shade has not covered the water of the long embankment, and the golden ears are the first to greet the spring in the garden.
A few sad memories of the long journey, a branch and the rain send the dust off.
There are many farewells outside the east gate, worrying about killing people day and night.
Willows in Yugou
Xunhe of Tang Dynasty
When spring arrives in Yugou, the willows beside the ditch will be new in color. The thin cage penetrates the forbidden water and gently brushes the people entering the court.
The sun is approaching, the time is early, and the sky is low and the sky is even. The warbler's perch in the valley is not stable, and the painting of the palace maid is difficult to be realistic.
The sky in the Chu Kingdom shook the waves, and the Sui Dynasty embankment secretly stirred up dust. In the Imperial City, Longjin must be conquered first.
Willow
Tang Fangqian
Swaying in the wind, softer than silk near the embankment. Who knows if the attitude is strong? If the strength is weak, it will be difficult to maintain it.
Learn to dance with branches, turn your sleeves, and spread your eyebrows like leaves. How to climb up and down, Huaiyou wrote poems again.
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Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty
A cage of gold thread brushed the curved bridge, and the waist was almost damaged by children.
Unfortunately, Linghe Biaoge is still there, and the spring is still long.
Two Odes of Willows
Tang Guyun
The dew and smoke are hanging down everywhere, and they are yellow and green.
The long embankment has not seen the wind floating catkins, and the vast road is the first to pity the sun reflecting the silk.
Leaning beside the painted banquet to steal the dance, lowering oneself to the makeup pavilion to imitate frowning.
Leave the pavilion until late spring, and fold all the thousands of branches on the eaves.
The idle flowers and weeds are always competing for new ones, and the wrinkles on the eyebrows are uneven.
Don’t waste a spring by begging for the remaining strength of the east wind.
Willow
Han Cong of the Tang Dynasty
In the song of breaking willows, green strips were obtained, and the green sky was planted in the golden palace far away.
The palace maid from Shangyang sent her off with a voice, but she was not angry and returned to dancing with her thin waist.
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Han Gai of the Tang Dynasty
The snow is gone and the shadows on the green gate are faint, and the warm breeze returns late and early in the morning. If you rely on thin leaves to retain the spring color, you must tie the long strips with falling sunlight. Peng Ze was sentimental and depressed, but Sui Di had no one to rely on.
This is the kind of thing that people hate in the world, but it is rare for travelers to give it away.
Yong of the Willows
Han Xie of the Tang Dynasty
The rain and the wind are uncontrollable, and the whole body is weak and hangs down to people.
The jade fiber is broken and given to each other from afar, just like when it is in the hands of Guanyin.
Yong Willow
Tang He Zhizhang
The jasper made up a tree as high as a tree, with thousands of green silk ribbons hanging down.
I don’t know who cuts out the thin leaves. The spring breeze in February is like scissors.
New willows in Yugou
Tang Jialeng
The sun is rising in Yuyuan early, and the willows in Zhanggou are new in color. The roots are in recent days, and the leaves are covered with spring.
Beautiful nature contains green, and clear yin wants to protect people. Light clouds slant the view, and there are many dewdrops traveling in the dust.
The curls are worthy of leaving the gift, and I am alone looking at the frequency. If the king and grandson can be rewarded, they will climb and break in Fangchen.
New Willows in Yugou
Li Guan of the Tang Dynasty
Yugou returns to Guangmo, and the willow trees face the pedestrians. The green branches are full, and the trees are new with age.
Afraid of encountering unexpected visitors, worried about seeing farewell. Yingzhang Taiqi is close by, and Yuan Chun is far away.
The tender vagina is first covered with water, and the tall shadow gradually leaves the dust. Don't play the huerflute or wet the towel with tears.
Willow
Li Qiao of the Tang Dynasty
The willows are lush, and the golden embankment has a green atmosphere. The flowers in front of the courtyard are like snow, and the leaves between the buildings are like clouds.
The places are divided into dragon shadows, and the Fangchi is written with phoenix characters. How can I play the short flute? Climbing and folding is to miss the king.
Guanmen Liu
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
A row of willows by the Yongding River, with long hair in spring.
Traveling from east to west is unkind and does not reduce the dust on the road to Qingyin.
Weeping willow
Li Shangyin of Tang Dynasty
The weeping willow is green and velvety, and the building is dark and rainy. Thinking becomes a night dream, and the spring is spent for a long time.
I wash my clothes with Zhang Chang, and ride with a childish smile. The blue sky turns to the hat, and the red candle is close to the high boat.
The autumn water is bright in the resentful eyes, and the distant peaks are dim in the frown. The flowers in the small garden are all gone and the butterflies are gone, and the crickets are awakened from drunkenness in the quiet courtyard.
The old one was Qintai Phoenix, now it is drugstore dragon. The dowry has been thrown away for a long time, and it has been used as a bell in Jingyang.
Weeping Willow
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
In Pingting Xiaoyuan, there is a graceful Quchi east. All the court robes hang down to the ground, and the fairy clothes are full of wind.
Seven sages would rather occupy bamboos, and those of three virtuous people would prefer pine trees. Heartbroken Linghe Hall, the late emperor's jade throne is empty.
Willow
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
How many leaves are there when spring comes, and how many branches are shaken by dawn. Whether you miss lovesickness or not, you should dance all the time.
The butterflies are flying and hiding, and the oriole is weakly exposed. It is appropriate to conquer the whole country, who can admire the eyebrows alone?
Liu
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
The snow in the south and north of the Yangtze River has just disappeared, and the desert is light and yellow, stirring up tender strips.
Ba'an has already climbed up to the guest's hand, and Chu Palace is the first to ride on the waist of the dancing concubine.
It rains on the official road during the Qingming Festival, and the wind blows on the wild bridge in the evening.
As long as a thread is like a thread, hatred is drawn, and the way back for the king and his grandson is far away.
Liu
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
There is love at the bottom of the pond in Liu Yingjiang, and the sight of him frequently frightens the guests.
Barre is hidden away in the mountains, and there is the sound of horse racing on the platform.
Liu
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
How could he dare to take advantage of the scenery because of the fragrance of his face by the bridge?
The jade trees in the back yard are a blessing, but I don’t believe that years can lead to heartbreak.
Liu
Li Shangyin of the Tang Dynasty
Once danced in the east wind,
Happily visited Chunyuan in the heart-broken sky.
How can I get to the clear autumn day,
It already brings the setting sun and the cicadas.
Jie Liu
Li Shangyin of Tang Dynasty
Already with golden strands, the white jade flowers are still flying. Horses must be brushed for a long time, and crows rarely hide in secret places.
Slender eyebrows should be drawn back from him, and waist should be light and should not be slanted. Whoever said good things to Dailiang was the one who favored the Lu family.
Willows in the Spring Pond
Li Shimin of the Tang Dynasty
The willows in the Nian Dynasty changed into a pool platform, and the dike in the Sui Dynasty curved back. Chasing the waves, the shadow goes away, and the wind brings the shadow.
There is a sparse yellow bird, half green and a few eyebrows. The snow lingers on the spring bank, and there are early plum blossoms here and there.
Ode to Willows
Li Xianyong of the Tang Dynasty
In recent days, there is still interest in the smoke, and thousands of them are tucked away in the east wall and west. Don't hate me even if you know it's hard to end.
You may even have no chance of showing off your spring glory. The solution is graceful and graceful, and it cleverly follows the strong wind.
The sky should embroider a prosperous scene, and the roads are everywhere.
Liu
Tang Liye
My favorite is the slender waterside, where the setting sun moves its shadow across the green apples. The east wind dyes green for another year, and Chu Ke hurts the spring even more. The low leaves have been hidden by the bank, and the high branches should be closed to people upstairs.
The dancing waist is heavy with smoke and the light is old, scattered in the flying cotton and green.
Liu Ershu
Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty
When spring comes, all the trees are green, just like the east wind, which is full of emotion.
Reminiscing about my old residence by the Panshui River, a few branches of smoke and rain belong to the singing orioles.
My favorite is Qingqingshui Middle School. Don’t worry about the flowers outside the door.
The slender body is powerless to overcome the beauty of spring, shaking the singing orioles and hating the evening breeze.
Ti Liu
Li Zhong of the Tang Dynasty
Turning to the edge of the pavilion, the spring light is in your hands. The flowers are not beautiful, their softness is sentimental.
On the banks of the river, the moon is caged, and the wind shakes the wild orioles. In the evening of March in the Sui Dynasty, the catkins were flying freely.
Liu
Tang Luo Shaowei
Who better to beautify youth? Youth often promises to be a prophet.
The wind is gentle beside Yafu camp, and the sun is warm in front of Yuanliang's gate.
The flowers are as dense as floating out of the sky, and Ye Fan is reluctant to borrow his eyebrows.
There is no introduction to friendship, so I can give one to a benevolent person.
Liu
Tang Luoyin
Ba Anqing came to say goodbye frequently, cuddling together for the longest time.
My own flying catkins are still uncertain, and I am arguing about the hanging silk and stumbling passers-by.
Liu
Tang Luoyin
A cluster of green smoke locks the jade tower, half hanging down the wall and half hanging down the ditch.
There will be new articles next year, and the spring breeze of chaos will not end.
Liu
Tang Muyou
From now on and through the ages, a gift from the king can lead to a new life after many failures. Five trees are leaning against Yuanming's house, and a thousand trees are hanging down at Taiwei's camp. The emeralds are hidden in the smoke near the water, and the orioles are nestled in the wind and rain.
In the Sui Dynasty, the embankment was surrounded by the sound of singing and playing.
Liu
Tang Pei said
If the dust is high and the dangerous building is low, how often can the Ba Bridge climb and break.
Thinking is like a heartless tree. It doesn’t know how to welcome people but only gives them away.
Liu Ershu
Tang Sikong Picture
Whose family is dancing next to the pond, and their eyes are yellow with the tender branches.
It is said that early plum blossoms are the first to be proud, but the power of spring is secretly divided.
It seems that Ling Han is jealous of the early plum blossoms, and he is flirting with the high platform for no reason.
Don’t send beautiful women to break new branches even if they are broken.
Weeping Willow
Tang Tang Yanqian
There is no love in the spring breeze. Who in the world dares to fight against lightness?
The king of Chu planted seeds on the banks of the river for no reason, and his slim waist was damaged by starvation and he was unable to learn.
Liu
Tang Tang Yanqian
Thousands of spring thoughts and spring sorrows send my lovesickness to a distant village and a distant shore. There is rain and moss grows in the west garden, but no one brushes the sill in the south. Tourists are lonely, silent and hateful, when the evening orioles crow to cherish their beauty.
When I come late, the catkins are like frost on my temples, I am afraid I am too sentimental to care about separation.
Yangliu
Wang Zun of Tang Dynasty
The willows are misty beside Yafuying, and four roads are connected to the main embankment of Sui Dynasty.
I am still interested in giving it to you. The green eyebrows are tender and afraid of the spring breeze.
Ti Liu
Tang Wen Tingyun
Thousands of willows are blowing on the face, and the green smoke and golden ears are too strong to blow. The fragrance rises from the dust with the quiet and graceful songs, and the shadows accompany the charming dancing sleeves. Wherever the Qiang pipe sings, the flowing oriole sings its hundreds of songs on the highest branch.
Thousands of gates and nine streets are filled with flowers like snow. They fly over the palace wall and know themselves.
Ode to Willows
Wu Rong of the Tang Dynasty
Since he and the orioles are the ground, he does not teach flowers to be matchmakers. The fineness is broken by the rain, but the lightness only loves the wind.
It's good to brush the brocade steps, but don't cover the bronze sparrow platform. There are tens of thousands of trees in Baling, and I will return home at dusk.
Liu
Tang Xuyu
The gold bars in the desert have tiny leads, and they are green every year to announce the return of spring.
The flying mist spreads the fragrant scenery when it is released from the cage, and does not chase away the scattered flowers and the sunset.
The chirping birds and cicadas are a sight to behold, while the dancing smoke shakes the water.
After the name of the five plants was revealed to the Tao family, it was seen that there were very few people who planted them.
Yong Liu
Xue Feng of Tang Dynasty
Weak plants hurt themselves due to convulsions and wind, but they turn over their thoughts in the dusk with melodious thoughts. Once upon a time, the purple road floated with it,
I dared to brush against the red lanterns and compete with each other. The lingering jade flies and dances, and flutters into the pond like snow and frost.
Mo Lingqi Road has many twists and turns, and gradually he is about to reach the painting hall under the shade.
River Willows
Tang Xueneng
The green strips are like hanging tassels, and the sunshine is light from the feast. Although you are polite to others, it is ruthless to hurt me.
The bridge is far away from the water, and the wall is low and half out of the camp. Tianjin has seen this, and it is also sad.
Tingliu
Yao family of Tang Dynasty
The curling willow and poplar branches are mixed with hanging ornaments. Jiaoyin is always dense and can be divided into separate sections.
Because attachment seems to be eternal, it is even more painful to be separated. Love this sunny spring scenery, don’t let the autumn wind blow suddenly.
Liu
Tang Zhangxu
The cigarette sticks are hanging on the ground, and spring thoughts are formed by the buildings beside the city.
Please take a closer look at Feng Liuyi, who is still in the palace.
Endowed with willows by the river
Tang Yu Xuanji
The green color extends to the deserted bank, and the smoke enters the distant building. Shadows cover the autumn water, and flowers fall on people's heads.
The old roots hide fish caves, and the low branches are connected to passenger boats. On a stormy night, the frightened dreams add to the sorrow.
Liu
Tang Zhenggu
Half smoke and half rain beside the river bridge, the apricots reflect the peach mountain road.
You will be far away from others, and you will be stirred up by the spring breeze.
Autumn Willow
Qing Wang Shizhen
Where is the most enchanting place in autumn? The lingering west wind blows through the door in white.
The shadow of the swallow in the spring of the other day was gone, but today it is haggard and has traces of smoke in the evening.
I am worried about being on a stranger's road, and dreaming about Wuye Village in the south of the Yangtze River.
Don’t listen to the flute playing three times in the wind, it’s always difficult to talk about the sadness of Yuguan.